where will destiny take us?

☆ 27 ☆

"I press the button, right?" I asked Ivan, my voice was loud so he could hear me from the laundry room. Nasa living room kasi siya at abala sa TV.

"Yeah, the big circle button," rinig kong sagot niya.

With his confirmation, I pressed the button and the washing machine started. I stayed for a bit, watching my clothes inside. This is therapeutic. I now get what they say kahit nakakapagod mag-laundry ng sarili mong damit. This is the first time I'm doing this.

With a proud smile on my face, I left the laundry room para magbihis na dahil aalis kami ni Ivan to get new groceries.

It's been a week since we arrived at this beautiful home. It's lovely here but it's exhausting living with just ourselves. Ngayon ko lang nalaman 'to.

I knew it would be hard living on my own. Syempre naman, I'm not used to it so it's a big adjustment to my life. I never knew I'd do my own laundry, clean a big house, help cook every meal I'll eat and all those things. But it's still not as hard as it should be because I have Ivan here who helps me and teaches me new things. He does all the cooking because he's, surprisingly, really good at it. Skilled and a real chef, if I may say. He also helps me in doing other household chores. Pwede ko naman siyang gawing maid ko since alam niyang gawin lahat kaso nahihiya rin naman ako.

The internet doesn't really do much in helping me. So hindi ko talaga alam where I would be if not for him.

Though I wouldn't say that out loud.

While walking through the house to get to my room upstairs, I saw myself on the big mirror on the wall just at the end of the hall. Fitted spaghetti-strapped shirt 'cause it's summer and it's the only thing I have clean, cotton shorts, barefoot, hair up, clipped messily on my head, while I'm holding the laundry basket with a hand, propping it beside my hips.

I look like a housewife. Who would've thought that this Valeria would be looking like this? 

I never did.

Dumeretso ako papunta sa hagdanan para makapag-ayos na at baka magreklamo pa si Ivan. Maarte pa naman 'yun. 

Nadaanan ko naman si Ivan na nasa living room at nakahiga sa couch. He's already dressed with his usual shirt, black pants and leather jacket na nakasampay muna sa isa pang solo couch doon.

Titignan ko lang sana siya at dadaan lang sana nang mapasulyap ako sa TV. I stopped, watching what he got playing on the TV.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I gave him a look, my face stoic.

Nagulat naman siya at agad pinause yung pinanonood niya. He looked at me, eyes wide in surprise. Hindi naman nakatakas sa'kin 'yung pagbaba niya ng tingin sa katawan ko but I ignored him. He does that all the time.

"You're watching without me?" seryoso kong tanong.