I Fell In Love with a GUERRERO

Ch.1 | Call

FORTUITOUS (adjective)
for·too·i·tuhs

-means happening by chance, often in a lucky or favorable way. It's like something good that happens unexpectedly.

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Napa-"huh?" nalang talaga ako. Tama ba yong narinig ko? And by analyzing the guy's tone, he sounds pissed.

"Tangina, sakalin kita diyan eh. Nabuksan ni mommy chat heads ko sa Messenger, buti nalang talaga at nabawi ko, kung hindi...ikaw ang binawian ko ng buhay. Send mo ulit at gigilitan kita."

Those words are not favorable for my ears. I want to turn my phone off, but something's stopping me.

Prank call ba to?

Ilang segundo walang umimik sa kabilang linya, pati rin ako. Nagpipintig ang puso ko sa kaba. I wasn't trained for uncensored words, for Pete's sake!

I am contemplating whether I should speak or just end the call. Buti lang talaga mag isa lang ako sa cr, sobrang nakakahiya pag maraming tao tapos nasabihan non!

"Hoy, sumagot ka nga...para akong kumakausap sa isang timang rito." Reklamo niy, halatang galit.

I bit my lips and heaved a sigh. "Uh...hi?" I almost want to face palmed my own stupidity. Hi? Hi,para saan?

"Teka... Who's this?" Takang tanong niya. Maybe he's wondering why I sound so unfamiliar to him.

"Wrong number, ka po," I managed to say.

I was waiting for him and his reaction. "Martin?" he doubtfully asked over the phone.

Martin? Siya siguro ang akala niya katawag niya.

"I'm sorry, but... I'm not Martin. Wrong number ata ka." I was so careful to my word so that he'll not get embarrassed or offended if ever.

I heard something grumbled, Parang may nahulog. "Shit, sorry!" Tarantang saad niya.

"No, no, its alright, sir. I understand."

"Sorry, nasigawan pa kita at..." Hindi niya maituloy ang sasabihin niya, kaya ako nalang ang tumapos.

"Pinagbantaan?" I was not so sure if yun ba ang susunod, but it was, i remember, pinagbantaan naman niya talaga ako.

I heard his husky and deep baritone chuckle. It wasn't genuine, but more likely...napilitan? Maybe it was a sarcastic chuckle?

"Yeah...yun nga." Nahihiya niyang pag amin.

I don't get how his voice sounds so good and soothing, even though it's deep and husky. Yung kay kuya at daddy kasi parang natural lang, pero yung sa kanya...ang sarap pakinggan. Para kang nakikipag usap sa ai.

I smiled even though I know for myself that he can't see me. "It's alright, sir. May mga bagay talagang nangyayari na hindi sinasadya. I'm sure naman hindi niyo talaga gigilitan si Martin, noh? Kawawa naman yon! "Chika ko pa.

Galit na galit kasi talaga siya kay Martin eh. Tungkol yun sa palaging pag send ni Martin sa kanya ng bold. Pfft--- boys talaga.

Rinig ko naman ang mahina niyang pagtawa, "I doubt that."

"What? So you're actually taking that seriously? I bet Martin is just...helping you out... You know, it will help you...uhm... Whenever you masturbate or something. He's a true friend!" Oh, hell. What am I even portraying? I just don't want him to really do that to his friend because of his anger. Emotions lead us to something we couldn't control if we let out everything. That's why we need our minds to cooperate and overcome every emotion.