Isabela
Mass
My heart almost dropped when I got inside the house seeing dad while slapping a girl's ass. When our eyes met, he looked caught. His eyes grew wider before he pushed the girl on the side. The girl was chic with a nice body figure while wearing a fitted sleeveless dress which exposed her big chest. Her make up was so thick, and her hair was short and straight.
"Isabela!" Dad started.
I felt like my feet were glued in every step I took. I heard my heart did not beat now compared to earlier when I was outside being sent by Art Hervin. The woman was too stunned to speak while looking at me.
Was my dad having an affair? That was obviously not just a friendly act. Slapping someone's ass when you had a wife?
I still managed to smile nervously at dad. "Hi, dad!" I greeted him when I arrived in front of him, and he reached for a kiss on my cheek.
"Where have you been?" He asked. It seemed like he was pretending to be kind, as I saw through his act.
"Ah sa kanila Art Tedesco," I timidly responded. I looked at the girl, she smiled at me. Fake.
"This is Wena, kapatid sya ng Mayor dito, kilala mo naman siguro ang daddy ni Criza!" He introduced me to her. I just respectfully smiled at her.
"Hi, Isabela." She politely said. I just smiled, I had no words for it. I didn't want to be rude but that was such a shocker for me to see dad doing that.
"I'll just get inside." I let them know.
I quickly inquired with the helpers about mom's whereabouts, and they informed me that she was still at the hospital working as she had many patients to attend to. I wanted to inquire about the woman outside, but I didn't want to appear too obvious. I entered my room wearily due to that. I quickly underwent a change in mood. Should I send a message to my mom regarding this matter or not? I was unsure because what if she was simply a friend? However, friends do not behave in that manner.
Hindi ako mapakali. That was the first time I saw dad in that manner, or maybe he was secretly doing it? I started to feel betrayed even by just one action. Bigla agad akong nag-isip ng negatibo tungkol kay Art nang dahil sa ginawa ni daddy, remembering how Ate Criza labelled him as a basic "fuck boy" irked me to the extent. Maybe all men were the same. It was too rare to find gold just like what Ate Criza said.
Before I seated myself on my bed, I placed my laptop on my desk. I sighed as I thought about the flirtatious gesture my dad made.
Wala akong nagawa in many hours. I just thought too much of many things which could not give me some benefits. I just decided to stay in the bathtub for almost an hour habang hinihintay ang tawag ni Art pero hindi ito tumawag. Even after dinner that I was on my bed already, he did not call.
He might be with other girls at this hour. So what, Isabela? Why would you care? As if you could control things not to happen.
Hanggang sa makatulog nalang ako waiting for his call. I woke up very early because mom woke me up because we'll go to church. I just quickly hopped into the shower then I changed into a white sheath dress. There was a protesting feeling I felt thinking that Art did not call me, and what was more disturbing was the fact that I literally waited for his call.
I opened my phone then I immediately saw 6 missed calls from him exactly at 10 PM. He called when I was asleep already. He even had text messages on me so I read it immediately while my heart started pounding crazily.
From Art:
tulog ka na siguro sige good night :)
I replied to him straight away. Didn't know why I was smiling and enthusiastic already early in the morning.
