"Marunong ka magsalita nang Italian and Spanish?" Tanong ko sa kanya habang sumasakay sa elevator papuntang hotel lobby.
"Yeah, I also speak Russian and German." He simply spat.
"Wow, makapagsalita ka ay parang normal lang sa'yo ah."
He chuckled in response.
"Madami kang natutunan na language in just five years don sa California. Maybe Tito is really proud of you."
"Yeah, he is," he look at me, "Tal vez se sienta más orgulloso si te llevo y te presento como mi esposa."
Tiningnan ko s'ya ng masama, "Hoy! 'wag ka ngang pabibo d'yan hu? Di porket hindi ko alam alam ang ibig sabihin n'yan ay gagamitin mo."
"Do you know what language I used?" He asked raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, it's Spanish yan din ang ginamit mo kagabi. Ano nga ulit yun... 'Te amo'?"
I heard him chuckled, "Really? Then, yo también te amo."
"Ano bang ibig sabihin no'n?" I asked curiosly.
"It's your question so answer it, try searching."
"Ewan ko sa'yo nagtatanong lang naman yung tao. At saka ba't pa ako magse-search kung andyan kana man? Yung nga lang ayaw mo naman sabihin."
Napangiti na lang sya at umiling sa'king sinabi, nang tumunog na elevator door ay hudyat na yon na nakarating na kami sa hotel lobby.
"Anong gusto mong kainin?" He asked.
"Since this is an expensive hotel, then I'll try a medium rare steak coated with gold flakes on top not torn but shreaded and I'll also try their D'Amalfi Limoncello Supreme."
"How 'bout caviar? Wanna try?"
"Okay, I'll try it."
Nang makarating na kami sa aming table ay may lumapit naman agad waitress, hindi na sya nagtanong dahil sinabi nakaagad ni Mark kung anong kakainin at gusto ko.
"You're expensive", he said smiling.
"Yes I am."
Tahimik lang kaming umuupo ng nilapitan kami ng isang lalaki. I look at him and he had a green forest eyes with a blonde brown hair, I recognize him from his features it was Dean. Kahit kelan hindi pa rin nagbago ang mukha n'ya at pareho kay Mark mas lalo ding gumwapo.
"Mark- oh, hey Khem. You're also here." Sabi n'ya ng makita nya ako.
"Hi Dean, kamusta?"
"Fine."
As usual maliit pa ring sumagot, may babae s'yang kasama na lumapit din sa table at niyakap ang kanyang braso. Hindi ito tumingin sa gawi namin nang magsalita ito.
"Hey, let's go?"
I almost choked my own saliva when I recognize that voice, humarap ako at hindi nga ako nagkamali.
"Mika?!"
"K-Khem?!" Gulat n'yang tanong ng makita n'ya ako.
"Anong ginagawa ko dito? Hoy babae-" saglit akong huminto at tiningnan si Dean na ngayon ay hindi makatingin sa'kin," what the hell are you doing here in Baguio?!"
"Oh- well, ano kasi- auhm..." May pag-aalinlangan n'yang sagot sa'king tanong.
"We're dating."
Sagot ni Dean ng hindi s'ya makasagot sa'king tanong, I heard Mark's faint laugh.
"Sorry Khem, kung hindi ko nasabi sa iyo kaagad."
Hindi ko na lang s'ya pinansin at tumingin ako kay Dean.
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Chained Series #01; Mark Anthony Blackhood
RomanceA girl named Khem Villanueva moved to her grandparents house in Cavite at the age of seven, where she met her childhood best friend Mark Anthony Enriquez. When she confessed her feelings to him, he left her for some unknown reason without even sayin...