"Dizza pakiaabot nga ng sibuyas!" tawag ko dito habang naghihiwa ako ng mga sangkap para sa lulutuin ngayong gabi.
"Teka lang mahina ang kalaban!" she shouted back habang may inaasikaso rin.
"Here." Napatigil ako nang inabot ng isa ang sibuyas. Ang lamig pa ng boses nito.
"You don't have to help, ma'am." I said, accepting the tomato she handed.
"I want to, you dimwit." Inirapan niya ako.
Tumingin naman ako sa kanya at nagtama ang mga mata namin tapos she glared at me pagkakuway inikot ang mata at bumalik sa kinauupuan niya.
Nagpatuloy ako sa paghihiwa ng mga sangkap habang nanonood lang siya sakin, pansin ko rin ang masasamang titig niya kay Dizza kahit wala namang ginagawa ang tao.
"Aray!" sigaw ko nang masugatan ng kutsilyo ang daliri ko.
Both of them rushed to my side as I held my slightly cut finger, but Ma'am Rhea acted quickly to take control of the situation.
"Jael!?" she exclaimed, tinulak niya si Dizza nang sabay silang napapunta sakin.
I was clutching my finger, which had a small cut with blood oozing out of it.
"T-Tissue! T-tow-el! A-lco-hol!" she urgently instructed Dizza, her voice trembling with concern.
Mabilis namang lumabas si Dizza kaya naiwan kami sa loob. Malakas ang agos ng dugo kaya napapikit rin ako sa sakit.
"Jael!? Does it hurts? Oh my god! Oh my god! What am I gonna do!!?" sigaw niya habang nagpapanic pero hawak niya pa rin ang daliri ko, "It hurts? Dammit!"
Hindi ko alam kung paano papatigilin ang pagdudugo, pinilit kong hawakan ang daliri ko para huminto ang pag-agos nito pero parang mas bumibilis pa kaya napasinghap ako.
Her concerned gaze never left me, and I was taken aback when I felt the warmth of her mouth on my injured finger. She was delicately sucking the blood from the cut, leaving me frozen in place. My finger was inside her mouth, and I couldn't help but blush.
"Ma'am..." I whispered, feeling a bit embarrassed by the situation. Nararamdaman ko ang pag-init ng mukha ko at paru-paru sa tiyan ko.
She continued to suck the blood gently, and I couldn't help but feel a warm, electrifying sensation coursing through my body. Her tongue, the feel of her saliva, the warmth of her mouth - it was all a bit overwhelming, and I had to fight to control myself.
"Ma'am... I think that's enough," I managed to say while watching her. She slowly released my finger from her mouth and looked at me with genuine concern.
"Are you okay now?" she asked, glancing at my cut finger and letting out a relieved sigh as she saw that it had stopped bleeding.
"I'm... I'm fine," I stammered, trying to regain my composure.
Natigilan naman siya nang biglang pumasok si Dizza dala ang medkit. Mabilis siyang lumapit kay Dizza at agad niya itong kinuha sa kamay niya pagkatapos ay inasikaso ang sugat ko. She puts an alcohol on it at nilagyan ng bandage para hindi na dumugo pa.
She gently wrapped a bandage around my finger, and I could tell that she had been quite worried earlier. She looked adorable, especially when she's taking care of me.
"Ako na ang bahala dito, Jell," Dizza said.
I nodded, even though I really wanted to help her.
"I'll assist you," Ma'am Rhea said to Dizza, surprising both of us.
My eyes widened as I looked at her, and she met my gaze with a roll of her eyes.
I mentally scoffed. She can't cook, and she had no kitchen skills whatsoever.
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Sinking Deep (GL)
RomansaGL-Sapphic Diclaimer: This story is written in Taglish. Rhea Blee Isfaela, an art professor at Silvestre University, is known for her sophistication and high standards. Her position as an art professor gives her influence, but it also makes clear th...
