Kabanata 25
Sustainable
After their talk, lumipat sila sa akin at sa table kung saan kami nag bible study mandalas ni Amare. He looked at me so closely, but he ended up smiling. Lumingon din ako kay Obed na ngayon ay tahimik sa aking harapan. Pareho silang dalawa.
I realized the difference in their features. Obed looks very innocent, far from soft; he seems very approachable, with just his smile shining through him. He had moreno skin features, unlike Amare, who was a little bit of a mestizo and had a tall masculine body. If I estimated it right, nasa six feet ata siya? Magkasing tangkad lang naman kami ni Obed.
Pareho silang malambot magsalita. Maka diyos. Mahinhin. They have all the things I want in a man.
Ito ang mga bagay na hindi ko napansin kay Amare noon. Now, they are slowly shining through my eyes. Ewan ko baka siguro lagi kaming magkasama, kaya naging observant na ako sa kaniya.
“Can I start with a prayer now?” I asked them because they seemed very quiet.
Only Amare lifted his gaze, while the others only nodded. Hindi ko na iyon pinansin at binuksan ang aking journal. Pumikit ako, I do a crossed sign. Habang ang dalawa naman ay nakapikit na. I smiled and started my prayers.
“Dear Lord, as we gathered today, I hope you will help us to fill our minds–” I stopped praying when the phone rang.
I opened my eyes immediately and saw it was Obed's phone. Napatingin ako kay Amare na ngayon ay nakabukas na pala ang kaniyang mata. Obed glanced at me, and I saw how his eyes were apologetic towards me.
“I'm so sorry, Bee. I have to go. May emergency daw…” taranta niyang sinabi pagkatapos sagutin ang tawag.
I saw Amare shaking his head.
“Continue, Adri…” His voice sounds deep this time.
Nagtaka akong tumingin kay Amare, but Obed left right away, like a blink of an eye. Napakurap ako habang tinitignan siyang tumatakbo hanggang sa nawala na sa aking paningin. For a minute, I didn't speak or move; I am still in shock! Really, in the middle of my prayers?
A hand lay on my wrist and gently caressed it. I gazed at Amare beside me, and he smiled, assuring me everything was fine.
“Continue your prayer, Adri,” he said again, gently.
My eyes lit up a bit, but my brows creased more. Even though I feel so confused and shocked, Nagawa ko paring ipagpatuloy ang prayers ko dahil kay Amare. All through our entire session, my mind has not been pondered by the word of God but by the confusion of Obed's departure earlier. Even though I wanted to listen to Amare or even put the words into my heart, I couldn't recognize each word. My mind is a mess, and a lot of questions are bombarding me.
After that session, I didn't receive the word of God, or, to be honest, I didn't open my mind and heart to it. We got home after he took me out for an early dinner. Hinatid niya ako sa bahay tsaka lang siya umuwi. Kahit naglalakad lang naman kami, hindi ako nakaramdam ng pagod pagpasok ko sa kwarto. I lay down on the bed with my uniform on it while trying to text Obed.
Besides being confused, I am worried about what happened to him.
Ako:
Obed, okay ka lang? Anong nangyari? Tinapos namin ang session kanina.
I waited for his text until midnight without even eating dinner until I fell asleep. In the morning, I checked my phone again, but still, my message says it's delivered, but no response from him. Nagpakatatag ako at baka mamaya magkita kami.
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