"My first love . . . And probably my last too."
My mind will soon memorize his answers yet it can't decide whether to keep or exclude that part from the video. Are they necessary for the project? No. But do they add flavors to it? Yes.
I went for a cinematic edit since it is my initial plan. The background, his melancholic voice, and his answers work perfectly with the theme. But his answers bother me.
And why did I sound so enthusiastic when he asked me? Kaninong espiritu ang sumapi sa akin noong mga oras na 'yon?
"Timang." I grasped my face like a linen and let my back fall on the bed for a short while.
Umaga pa lang nang magsimula akong mag-edit, hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa ako tapos. It's ninety-nine percent done. I'm brooding over that damn zero point zero-one percent.
"Maybe he has a girlfriend." I thought as I stared at the ceiling. "It's not impossible that he's in a relationship. Boys like him collect girls like mugs." Bumangon ako at bumalik sa pagkakaupo sa kama.
"Pero sa salita ng Mom niya, parang wala." Staring at my laptop screen, I remembered what happened yesterday, after the interview.
"Sir Yuri."
Nagkatitigan kami ni Yuri pagkatapos ng huling palitan ng salita. For some reason, our eyes locked. Kung hindi pa dumating ang kasambahay nila ay hindi iyon mababasag.
"Sir, pinatatawag po kayo ni Ma'am. Magmiryenda raw po muna kayo ng bisita niyo." Nakangiting sumulyap sa akin ang babae.
"But we're not done yet, are we?" he asked me for confirmation.
"Actually, we are."
He snapped and looked at the maid. "Then we'll be there in a minute, Miss Fiona."
"Sige po, Sir." Bahagya pa itong tumango sa amin bago umalis.
Nanatili akong nakaupo sa likuran ng kamera habang hinahatid ng tingin ang katulong hanggang sa magsalita si Yuri.
"Are we really done?"
Lumingon ako sa kaniya. "Gusto mo pa ba?"
"What?!" Nanlaki ang mga mata niya. "You like me?!" He exclaimed.
I forgot that he can't understand Tagalog. "I was asking if you want to answer more questions."
Malalim ang sumunod niyang hininga. "Oh. I almost had an heart attack."
Naiiling akong tumayo. I took the camera and started disassembling the tripod while he remained rubbing his chest.
"I thought you'd ask me more."
"Hindi na. Baka ako ang atakihin sa 'yo."
"You're attracted to me?!"
I wanted to laugh at how real his expressions were. "I said nothing like that, mister businessman."
He exhaled another breath of relief. "If you talk in Tagalog with me again, I would assume you're saying things against me."
Umirap ako at nagpatuloy sa pagliligpit. Pagkatapos kong mailagay ang lahat ng gamit sa bag, tumayo na si Yuri. He led our way to their lounge.
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