Finding Love Series #5: Quest For Dear

CHAPTER TWELVE [Unedited]

"Masaya ba New Year niyo?"

Tanong ko sa buong klase at lahat sila isa-isa tingnan. Almost all of them were still approached by the happened New Year. Naninibago pa at mukhang bitin pa ang dalawang linggong bakasiyon.

2 days before the class resume, I already packed my things and had already in Manila. Ayaw pa sana akong paalisin ni Nanay pero sinabi ko sa kaniya, may trabaho pa akong kailangang asikasuhin.

The two lines on the clock were fast approaching. Maaga pa ng nakita mo sa orasan pero maya-maya pagtingin mo, mahuhuli ka na. Kasing bilis ng pagkagusto at pagkahulog ko kay XL.

"Opo, teacher. May fireworks po!"

"Kuya ko po, nagpaputok sa labas."

"Bog! Bogsh! Pak!"

"Bigyan po ako ng hongbao ng Tita ko!"

I shushed them, "Isa-isa lang po magsalita, class. Isa lang po si Teacher, marami kayo."

Tonton raised his hand, stunned me for a while because I suddenly think of XL. Ever since he went to Manila, our communication were went through through phone calls and messages. Kung kinakaya pa ng oras niya maglaan, we did video call. Although, short time lang kasi mas naging busy siya dahil sa kaso.

He never mentioned me the progress or the process of the case. Pero ang sabi niya, malakas at makapangyarihan ang kalaban ng client niya. Nagkataon pang, magaling rin ang prosecutor ng kaso.

I blinked my mind to focus on my class for Filipino subject, "Hmm?"

"Nagcelebrate po kami ng whole family sa Russia."

"Russia?" That was not the question I wanted to ask but it's doubting if I did.

"Opo. Marami nga po kaming pictule ng Tito ko po."

"Tito? Sino?" Dinaan ko sa mahinahong boses ang pagkakuyuso ko. If the uncle he's referring about as what I am thinking, he never mentioned to me about it.

Hindi naman masama kung sasabihin niya sa akin ang tungkol sa travel nila nuong nakaraan tanong. Not that I'm frowning nor complaining, ang akin lang naman, kahit sabihin niya sa text or magpaalam sa tawag, hindi ko naman siya pagbabawalan.

As his girlfriend, I worried about his whereabouts and to what was he's condition. Kung nalilipasan ba siya ng gutom sa sobrang kabusyhan kahit wala siyang palyang padalhan ako ng pagkain. I worried about his health. I overthink. I overboard. And I dissect.

"Si Tito Monte ko po." Tulad nga ng sabi ko, mabilis lumipas ang oras at araw. The day has already about to end. Kanina pa nagsi-uwian ang klase at ilan na lang kaming mga guro ang natira.

"Do you not miss me?" I was startled and all I could think was to hug the man that was coming from that voice. "Because I miss you...... So so much." 

I slowly turn my head and feet and the next thing that I knew, I had already under his arms. Embracing him as if he'll going far away from him again. Kahit walang palya ang pagcommunicate namin sa phone, iba pa rin kapag sa pisikal at nakikita namin ang isa't-isa ng harap-harapan.  Iba pa rin, kapag nahahawakan at nayayakap niyo ang isa't-isa.

The feelings of being held by him and being embrace by him is the feeling of being at home. My feet was confused to where the direction it would take. Like a bird looking for the nest to incubate their eggs, to raise their child and had a safe place to lay on.

"You didn't miss me?" May tampo sa boses niya habang tinatanong 'yun pero mas lamang ang paglalaro at katuwaan.

Being vocal to my true feelings is something where I lacked out. Ang hirap humindi kasi ayokong may nasasaktan akong tao. I've always think about other's feelings first before I think about mine. Kung masasaktan ba sila sa akin? Kung nakapanakit ba ako? Kung anong mararamdaman nila kapag tinanggihan at iniwan?