We had a lot of time to practice and so I spent the entire night listening to his voice. Magdamag yata itong kumanta dahil hindi tinigilan hangga't sa hindi saulado iyong lyrics. To be honest, he's so very busy na dahil sa sunod-sunod na mga quizzes and activities na ibinibigay. And I like that he's got courage to join Model Cadet. I mean, for a person like me who's not fond of much people, I wouldn't do that.
Late kami parehong nagising. Walang pasok dahil sa malakas na buhos ng ulan at bahain iyong school. Normally, school will cancel all classes if weather gets rough like this. Pasalamat na lang dahil pareho kaming magkakaroon ng oras ngayon sa isa't isa which is minsan na lang nangyayari these days.
Naligo lang ito sa apartment niya saka kumuha ng mga pagkain doon kahit na marami naman dito sa akin. I've got juices and some drinks here but he prefers to get some from his apartment kaya hinayaan ko na.
Daile is a man that cannot be dictated. Kung ano ang gusto niya, iyon ang mangyayari and if he doesn't like your idea, he will immediately suggest his own until you'll agree that it's far better than yours. Iyon minsan ang pinagtatalunan naming dalawa.
"Anong gusto mong lutuin ko?" I asked as I am looking at my ref. Puro gulay iyon kaya tinanong ko na siya dahil hindi naman siya kumakain no'n. I have meat and other stuffs here for him to choose.
"Hmm. May chicken ka?" tumango ako. An idea came to me right after.
Hindi ko na napakinggan pa ang dugtong niya at basta nilang kumuha ng maluluto. I got chicken and some carrots as well as potatoes. I'll cook chicken curry since isa naman iyon sa paborito niya.
"Chicken curry lutuin ko, ah? And can you memorize the song na? Dali, para mapakinggan ko na," pamimilit ko sa kanya habang nagsisimula nang maghiwa.
I have a small apartment. Malapit lang ang kitchen sa living area kung kaya nakikita ko pa rin naman siya kahit papaano. Unlike last night, he's already wearing a plain white shirt and some jersey shorts that suits him so very well. Dagdag pa iyong fresh na aura niya ngayon.
I mean, Daile is neat and clean inside and out. That's why I very like him.
"Sure ka? Baka mas lalong ma-in love ka sa'kin niyan?"
Umirap ako sa sinabi niyang iyon. The audacity of this man.
"Dali na kasi. Kumanta kana para ganado akong magluto rito," I demanded with a slight laugh and I heard him chuckle.
Clearing his throat, I heard that he's preparing himself to sing. Kumakanta naman ito lagi noon sa tuwing gusto niya at kung alam niyang gusto kong makinig. And may boses siya. He can pull off that singing talent.
Akala ko ay magsisimula na ito ngunit iyong mga yapak niya ang aking narinig palapit sa akin. Mabilis ang naging galaw ng kamay niya sa pagkuha ng kutsara malapit sa akin saka ako mabilis ring hinalikan na tila hindi ko na lang namalayan. He winked at me before he finally proceeded in my living area.
He does that even before. And up until now, I can still sense the butterflies in me like they can really recognize the root cause of it. Ilang segundo pa ay dinig ko nang nilalamon na ng boses niya ang buong apartment ko. He started singing, carefully reaching the tone of the song while I can sense that he really did memorize it last night.
Patuloy lang ako sa ginagawa habang paunti-unti niyang inaabot ang gitnang parte ng kanta. His voice is quite cold but I can feel the heat coming from it. Malamig nga pero naroroon ang kakaibang pakiramdam, iyong nanggagaling sa puso na tila gugustuhin na mas angkinin iyong kanta nang lubusan.
I can feel him moving. Saglit kong itinigil ang paghihiwa at hindi nga nagkakamali sa nakikita. He's closing his eyes, seeing the crease on his forehead while his gesture is like addressing the audience which makes it more realistic the fact that he's just still practicing. Damang-dama niya iyong bawat minutong dumadaan, nakikita iyon sa mukha niya. Hawak ng kamay iyong kutsara habang ang labi ay gumagalaw at kinakanta iyong naging suhestyon ko sa kanya.
