Chapter 33
Once you put the dough in the oven, all you're doing is waiting. A simple bread takes its time in the hot temperature to fully bake itself. And when it's done, you'll get a good taste outcome.
Jinoh waited for my yes. He takes time—months, as he waits for me patiently. And when I was ready, he finally got the answer he was waiting for... I became her girlfriend.
Days, nights, and years passed, and Jinoh and I were still together, like a sticky dough that was hard to separate. Our relationship became stronger, and we are deeply in love with each other.
Hatid-sundo ako ni Jinoh tuwing papasok ako sa trabaho. Ang pagbabaon niya ng lunch sa akin ay tuloy-tuloy pa rin. At sa tuwing day-off ko ay roon din siya mag-di-day-off para sabay kaming magpahinga.
Nakasanayan na namin na tuwing anniversary namin ay sa Sunrise Resort namin i-ce-celebrate. Palitan ng regalo at bulaklak.
We're not a perfect couple. In our 4 years relationship, we also experienced small quarrels. At sa pag-aaway na iyon ay hindi niya hinahayaan na aabot ito kinabukasan, kaya bago matapos ang gabi… magkaayos na kami.
He always understands me.
We always understand each other.
Walang araw na hindi niya ipaparamdam ang pagmamahal niya. Walang araw na lumipas na hindi niya ako pinupuri… na maganda ako sa paningin niya, sobrang ganda.
He showered me with his love and compliments. All my unwanted thoughts vanish whenever he's around. His presence and words were like a shield to protect me from pain.
Palagi niyang sinasabi na nasa tabi ko lang siya. Palagi.
I'm thankful that I have a boyfriend like him… that I have him in my life.
Jinoh is my medicine—a happy pill.
“Akala ko madali ang pag-bi-bake,” sabi ni Jinoh nang pumasok ako sa kusina. Ang noo niya ay may harina pa. “Love, tama ba ‘tong ginagawa ko?”
Palibhasa ay day-off namin parehas kaya nandito kami sa bahay at nagawa ng cake at puto. Lumapit ako sa kaniya para tingnan ang ginagawa niyang paglalagay ng icing sa cake.
“H’wag mo naman panggigilan ang piping bag,” natatawa kong sabi.
“Ayaw kasi bumuo ng bulaklak,” angal niya. “Feel ko expired na ‘tong icing kaya ayaw makisama!”
Napangiti ako. Pumunta ako sa likuran niya. Kahit mas matangkad siya at malapad ang likuran, nagawa ko pa ring ikulong siya sa mga braso ko. Hinawakan ko ang mga kamay niya, inalalayan ang paghawak sa piping bag
“Elein…”
“Hmm?” Sinilip ko siya at nakita ko ang namumula niyang pisngi. I chuckled. “Bakit nahihiya ka pa rin ba sa akin?”
“Kinikilig lang ako…” aniya.
I liked how he was honest to me about his feelings. Galit ako. Nahihiya ako. Kinikilig ako. Lahat ata ng emosyon ay sinasabi niya sa akin. I laughed a little before deciding to leave from hugging his back. Tumabi na lang ako sa kaniya.
“Jinoh, your bracelet…” mahina kong usal, tinutukoy ang regalo ko noong birthday niya… apat na taon ang lumipas.
“Hmm? Anong meron?”
“Masisira na.”
“Ah, hindi ko na kasi hinubad pa simula nung ibigay mo,” paglingon niya sa suot na bracelet. “Lumière,” he read out loud.
I chose that bracelet because of the word, a French word for light. I bought it because Jinoh is my lumière.
“Alam mo ba? S'yempre hindi pa pala… Balak kong magpa-tattoo tapos itong word ang nakasulat,” he said.
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