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Chapter 06
I didn't quickly react.
Hindi ko rin naman kasi alam ang dapat sasabihin o gagawin.
I feel like I was with a playboy. Hindi ko maseryoso ang swabe niyang anunsyo na posibleng date 'to.
Ano ba talaga si Ate Leila para sa kanya?
I don't really know the real score between them, that's why I somehow found it ridiculous hearing from him that this could be considered as a date.
Sa halip na makaramdam ako ng kilig, dismaya ang naramdaman kong bumalot sa puso ko.
Kaya bago pa man siya magsabi ng maaari niyang idugtong ay kinabig ko na ng isang pabirong sagot.
"You believe in movie dates? That's so old-fashioned."
"It's not. It's a classic type of date."
"It's for the people who doesn't like to go to adventures," palaban kong sagot, hindi siya tinitingnan dahil natatakot akong makita niya ang dismaya sa'king mga mata.
He didn't need to know what I was feeling.
"You go to movies with a friend or someone close to your heart because of the memories, Rinoa. Stop thinking about it as if it was a bad idea."
Okay, I agree. Baka kasama 'to sa mga ginawa nila ni Ate Leila. Maybe he's trying to reminisce about that particular memory he has with her.
I rolled my eyes at him with real annoyance but he didn't seem to notice it. Akala niya yata ay nakikipagbiruan pa rin ako sa kanya.
Hindi ko naman tinanggal sa balikat ko ang kanyang braso ngunit unti-unti akong nagbago ng posisyon.
His complicated relationship with my cousin hit me again, kaya siguro ayaw rin ni Ahia ang pagiging malapit niya sa'kin.
I remember him telling me that he's my cousin's cover up.
Cover up for what?
Nalilito ako kung tama pa ba ang friendship namin. Does it really entail sweet proximity?
Nagkakataon lang bang marunong siyang magluto at sobra siyang maasikaso sa'kin?
Nagkataon lang din ba na kaibigan niya ang kapatid ko kaya ganito niya ako tratuhin?
I sighed.
I was mentally not with him as we finished the long stretch of the movie.
Inaya ko na agad siyang umuwi para makapagpahinga na kami dahil may klase pa bukas.
Kuya Suriel continued being caring and vocal. I appreciate him for driving me to school when he's not busy. Parang naging routine na niya 'yon at nasasanay na rin ako.
I kept my distance; I know where I should stand in his life.
Isang hapon nang sinundo niya 'ko ay bigla kong naalala ang paglipat.
"I think I should move out," I blurted out. We were stuck in heavy traffic. Pareho kasi kaming tahimik, I felt the need to break the ice that kept on getting thicker between us.
He stopped tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.
"Oh?"
I was disappointed with his miniscule reaction. 'Yon lang?
Why the hell am I anticipating another reply aside from it? Would it matter if I really move out?
Pero balak ko na talagang lumipat dahil napapagod na ako sa ganitong biyahe. Nauubos lang ang oras ko sa ganitong bagay, so unproductive.
