Love At First Night

LOVE AT FIRST NIGHT 11

" Comfort is no test of truth. Truth is often far from being comfortable."

-Swami vivekananda.

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CHAPTER 11: THE CONFRONTATION

Nag-aalangan itong sumunod sa kanya. Agad siyang umupo sa kanyang swivel chair and started to pretend that he was busy working by opening his files na nakapatong sa mesa pero lihim siyang nakikiramdam sa dalaga.

"I know you auditioned last week and weren't able to fill up the form that needed. If you are here for a modeling career, I am not the right person to talk to." He needs to start this kind of conversation. Kailangan niyang unahan ito.

However, Miss Ramos already told him that this has nothing to do with business matters. She is here for personal reasons basi sa sinabi nito, that he was dying to know right now.

Narinig niya ang buntong-hininga nito. Hindi niya ito tinitingnan dahil madidistract lang siya sa kagandahan ng mukha nito. The truth is nalilito siya kung paano magre-react sa harapan nito dahil ngayon lamang siya nakaranas ng ganitong feeling of excitement upon seeing her.

"I am not here for modeling career or interested in modeling competition. I am not here for an audition." Seryuso ang boses nito. Sinulyapan niya ang dalaga.

Nakatitig lamang ito sa kanya, contemplating on something. Well, as expected. Nakikita niya ang pag-aalangan sa mga mata nito.

"Will you please take a seat?" He asked in a business manner tone. She pressed her lips together at umupo sa swivel chair sa tapat ng kanyang kinauupuan. She seemed nervous. Mas malapitan na niya itong natitigan—makinis ang balat, medyo maputla, without make-up on her face maliban na lang sa natural rosy cheeks nito, and even her lips are pink and fresh. Nanunuyo ang lalamunan niya. Naalala pa niya kung gaano kalambot ang mga labi nito. He dismissed all his pretension of reading the files and was staring at her intently. She was nervous and confused.

"Look, walang mangyayari kung magtitigan na lang tayo buong araw. Now, tell me, what do you want to talk about?" He was patiently waiting.

He was expecting a sweet woman who tempted him two months ago but what he was seeing now was a completely different woman—who looks conservative and demure. She was also aloof and not delighted to see him. How unusual dahil lahat ng babaeng nakakasalamuha niya ay talaga namang nanaising magustuhan o liligawan niya. But this woman in front of him was kind of—unhappy and reluctant.

She parted her lips to say something but then she closed them again and cast her eyes downwards, gaining strength on what she really wanted to talk about. Ang natural at pinkish nitong labi ay muli niyang tinitigan—and for strange reason—why he has this strong urge to kiss her again? Fvck. Wala naman itong ginagawang pang-aakit sa kanya. She didn't even smile or stare at him. She took a heavy sigh and looked at him directly.

"I'm pregnant." Direktang sabi nito sa kanyang mga mata.

Nabigla siya sa sinabi nito. Hindi agad siya nakahuma. Nagtama ang kanilang mga mata ng matagal. Nagkasukatan. Gumalaw ang panga niya. Is she trying to say that the baby she was carrying is his? Alam niyang birhen pa ito nang makuha niya but does not mean, siya ang ama. What if she fvcked another man after him? What if she was just trying to manipulate him knowing how rich he is. If the baby is his, why not? But what if sa kanya lamang nito gustong ipaangkin? He needs a complete detail. He needs proof.

Hindi sapat na dahilan na gusto niya ang dalaga ay agad niyang susunggaban ang opportunity na makuha ito—o ilagay siya sa bulsa nito—if she was thinking na madali lamang siyang utuin nito. Looks can be deceiving.