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Chapter 14

Chapter 14

"So pretty. . ." Ryker carefully combed the strands and adjusted the heat of the curler as it touched my hair. "My pretty baby."

"Bilisan mo naman!"

"First time ko lang magkulot," Ryker said, ang hinhin ng tono. "This is not me making love to you! I cannot do it faster, babe!"

"Ryker!" saway ko sa kan'ya.

Humaba ang nguso ko habang pinapakiramdaman ang pagkulot n'ya sa buhok ko. My hair was almost short, probably mid-length already. Mahirap ito kulutin pero itong si Ryker ay ayaw magpapigil.

He kept giving me those puppy eyes that I couldn't resist. Hindi ko alam kung anong gayuma ang binigay n'ya sa akin at napapayan ako pero nang makita ko na may binili siyang curler at nasa 34,000 php ang presyo. . .hindi ko na nagawang tumanggi.

Naaawa naman ako kung sarili n'yang buhok ang kukulutin n'ya! Eh halos hanggang tainga nga lang ang haba nito. I scoffed to myself; I kept on making excuses but I know that the butterflies in my stomach are now swooping with greed. They all want his affection. They yearn for Ryker's attention as well. And currently, the butterflies in my stomach are well-fed.

"Thank you sa pagpayag," he beamed. "You're pretty with these curls. Kaya ba ayaw mong makitang kulot ka kasi alam mong dadami kaagaw ko sa 'yo?"

I snickered at him. "I never looked good in my curly hair. Pareho kayo ni Mama."

"Kulot din ba Mama mo?"

Napalunok ako. "She curls her hair for me. Pero nagpapa-rebond ako para hindi na siya mag-effort magpakulot pa. Si. . .yung side talaga ng tatay ko yung may mga kulot."

"Your father must have been proud that you got this from him, huh?"

"Can you just fuck me and stop talking?" iritableng sabi ko sa kan'ya. His mouth sometimes doesn't know what proper words to say! Sa kalandian lang magaling eh.

Humalakhak si loko habang pinapanood ang unti-unting pagkulot ng buhok ko. This asshole even bought some heat protector spray for my hair! Naramdaman ko kasi ang pag-spray n'ya nito sa buhok ko. Pero sa ginagamit n'yang curler ngayon ay parang hindi naman kailangan, I couldn't even feel the heat at all.

I craned my neck to match his movements. Iniiwas ko ang mapaso ng curler pero hindi naman ito sobrang init. Ryker is also careful so I guess I should relax a bit.

"You know. . .parang hindi ako takot makilala papa mo," he said while twirling my hair with his fingers. "Because I know I'll take good care of his daughter."

"Di mo naman kailangan matakot sa kan'ya," sabi ko. "Wala naman na siya eh."

His lips pulled apart and a look of shame coasted over his face. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. Condolence. . .siguro?"

"Yes," I nodded my head. "May he rest in peace kahit buhay pa siya."

"Huh?" His eyebrows rose up.

"Wala na akong papa, nangabilang bahay na siya."

The silence reigned between us. Hindi ko alam kung bakit siya biglang nanahimik. Maybe because he thought that talking about it would make things awkward for me. Hindi n'ya alam ay sanay na ako. The look on their faces. . .the pity. . .the shame. . .the loathing. . .kabisado ko na ang mga linyang sasabihin nila at ang isasagot ko.

His lips touched my cheeks as soon as he stopped curling my hair. Inabutan n'ya ako ng salamin at nakita ko roon ang ginawa n'ya sa buhok ko. For the first time in my life, I actually like my curls.