Mirae

Kapitulo 16.2

[R-18, you have been warned]

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Kapitulo 16.2

Cyra never planned to act seductively during her honeymoon, but it didn't sound like an entirely bad idea. So, here she was, staring at her seductive reflection. Mabuti na lang at hindi siya masiyadong nagpakabusog kanina dahil hindi maganda, para sa kaniya, ang suot niya kung malaki ang tiyan niya. It looked... okay... because she was fit.

"Fuck, whatever," Cyra whispers after drying her hair. "Kapag ito talaga tumawa."

Inayos niya na ang mga ginamit niyang pangtanggal ng makeup at hairclips sa sink at inayos ang pagkakalagay ng towel niya sa rack para matuyo ito. She looked at the mirror again.

"Shit, it looks..." weird.

Cyra noticed an old stomach scar on her lower abdomen and touched it. Kitang-kita ito sa suot niya. This was one of her insecurities. Ang balat na 'yon ay mula pa sa surgery no'ng baby pa siya. She had always seen it as a hindrance for her body to look nice.

Yet, Adiel never said anything like what she thought. He even kissed it every time they were together in bed.

She looked down and saw her feet, her manly feet. Lalong tumaas ang hiya niya. Hindi lang tiyan niya ang hindi maganda, pati ang kaniyang mga paa. This insecurity was new. May co-worker kasi na nag-point out na ang lapad ng paa niya; Cyra absorbed the words as they were—concealed insults.

"I look," she looks up and sees her face and body again. Bumuntong hininga siya at akmang tatanggalin na ang lingerie nang katukin na siya ng asawa.

"Cy? You okay? Hindi ko na kasi naririnig 'yong tubig, 'di ka naman nadulas, 'no?"

She bites her lips and spoke, "I'm fine, Diel. Umm... inaayos ko lang mga gamit ko."

"Oh, okay. Akala ko may nangyari," he chuckles. "Tagal mo, e," biro nito.

Agad na napangiti ang babae bago maalalang hindi naman siya kailan tinawanan ni Adiel kapag tinitingnan ang katawan niya. He always made her feel appreciated and beautiful. To a point, she could say he adored her body so much without any comments on her scars or wide feet.

Huminga siya nang malalim at tumango. Dahan-dahang pinihit ni Cyra ang pinto pabukas. She went out and saw Adiel sitting on the bed, looking at the balcony's glass door. He was scratching his shoulder's back.

"Diel," Cyra softly called.

Adiel turned to her with a smile, but his expression changed in a second. "Hey," he mutters with a heavy breath. "You..."

"Paola picked it for me, she said it would be perfect for our honeymoon."

Lumapit si Adiel sa kaniya at maiging tinitigan ang bawat parte ng katawan ng asawa niya. His eyes feasted on the woman who would probably ruin him if she left. This. Every part. All of her skin. Each touch. Everything was perfect, it would ruin him with just a second.

"Pangit ba?" hiyang kuwestiyon ni Cyra.

Adiel's eyes go to hers. "Are you... God, do you even know what I'm seeing right now, Cyra?"

She waited for his next words, but they didn't come. Instead, Adiel bent his head and gave her a quick kiss. His eyes lingered on the cloth she was wearing, and he touched the hem of it. There was an obvious restraint. His mind already exploded in the first few seconds that he saw his wife in see-through lingerie. But to be able to touch her with it? It felt like an explosion and reincarnation all in one.