My Adamant Elara

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Likes and Dislikes

Today is Saturday.  This is the day that we agreed to meet to continue the painting. Instead of being excited, melancholy engulf me. I prepared everything in the garden early in the morning and he is the only one missing.

Nagtataka nga sila yaya Madz na usually ay malapit na tanghalian ako gumigising tuwing Sabado. I told them that I have something to do today.

It's already 8 in the morning and I plan to finish this piece as soon as possible to let him out of my life.

I search his name on my phone contact and called him. It takes many rings until he answered my phone.

"Hello?" He sleepily answered. My heart skip a beat when I heard on his tone his morning husky voice.

I ignore it and completely answered him in a serious tone. "Have you forgotten our agreement Felix?"

Narinig ko sa kabilang linya ang kanyang pagbalikwas sa kanyang kama. "I-- ang aga naman ata."

"I want to finish it asap, Felix. I'll be very busy next week."

I heard him groan and answered. "I'll be there at 9."

"K, see you." And I end the call.

Ayaw ko ng patagalin ang usap namin. Bitter na kung bitter, it is better to move on before I get hurt the way Aiden and Sandra did.

Habang naghihintay ako ay inikot ko ang hardin. Tiningnan ko ang mga bulaklak na namumulaklak. Ang mga pulang rosas, baby's breath, mga gumamela at iba pa. Hinawakan ko ang isang bulaklak na ng pulang rosas at nakapikit akong inamoy ito.

Hmmm, ang bango. Somehow this fragrance help me ease my troubled feelings. I can't help but smile at it.

Its unwavering beauty resides to the eyes of the beholder. Somehow its beauty reminds me of Felix. His beauty never fails to make me mesmerize but unlike this flower, I can't reach and hold him.

He is the person I can't impossibly make his heart the same as mine because he like someone else.

I got frightened when someone covers my eyes with his hand. His hand may be soft and smell good doesn't hide that this hand thats covering my eyes are bigger than a regular girls hand.

"Hello my artist." He deeply whispered in my ears.

My heart beats so fast. I know this voice and there is only one person who called me that phrase.

"Felix." I consciously utter his name. Kinuha niya ang kanyang kamay sa pagtakip sa aking mga mata. I turn around and face him.

He is smiling at me sweetly with his one hand at his back and the morning light softly touch his whole being. His hair usually tied, his hair is a bit messy dancing freely with the wind. And he wears a white long sleeve shirt as if he hurriedly pick it up and dress it. He didn't button up his cuff and the two upper button is unbutton.  He looks as if he hurries to come here. He may looks messy but he is ethereal.

"Goodmorning." He happily greeted.

I want to touch him.

I unconsciously get closer to him and button his shirt. I gently tuck his hair and look at him. He looks shock of what I did and that's when I realize what am I doing.

Bakit ako nagpadala sa damdamin ko?!
"I---I--I'm s-sorry." I stammered and step backwards. Hindi ako makatingin ng straight sa kanya.

Dang it!!

He lowly laugh. "I know I'm a little mess. Napressure lang kasi ako sa tawag mo kanina. Anyways, here."

Napatingin ako sa inaalok niya. Isang bouquet ito, may baby's breath at isang klase ng bulaklak na hindi ko alam.