“''Wag kang mai-inlove saken Owy ha?” Nagulat na lang ako nang biglang magsalita si Yumi.
“Oo ba,” biglang sagot ko rin. Tapos ipinagpatuloy ko ang ang pagbabasa.
“Sure ka?” Ang kulit naman ng babaeng 'to. Sinagot na sa unang tanong tapos may pa-habol pa? Oh men, why do girls love asking a lot of questions!
“Yeah. Promise, I won't fall,” wala sa isip na sagot ko. I'm busy reading this manga and another question from her would definitely suck and I might kiss her to shut her up. But of course. I'm just kidding.
She's Yumi. One of the most popular girl in the campus. She's the current Campus princess. And aside from that, she's known for being so intelligent. How we became friends came unexpectedly. Gaya nga ng sabi ko, siya ang nanalong Campus Princess at ang rank 1 ngayon sa school that's why when she joined the school's soccer team for women, everyone was surprised. At hindi lang yun, kung dati'y tahimik kaming nakapagpa-practice sa field, hindi na ngayon dahil sa tuwing may practice game kami, ang daming tao. Seriously, halos lahat eh mga kabaro ko. She's so beautiful that every man wants to see her in her soccer uniform, well uh—that short shorts and fitted jersey, she even looked sexier.
Aside from being the Team Captain of the men's soccer team, ako rin ang trainer ng women's team and unexpectedly, natagpuan ko na lang ang sarili kong kaibigan na siya. Higit pa dun, naging close pa kami. Kaya ang dami ngang lalakeng kulang na lang eh patayin ako ng dahil sa inggit.
Yumi is Yumi. And she became the one of the most important person for me. Ganyan kami ka-close. At hindi lang yun, hindi nagtagal, she became the only girl na kinakausap ko, sinasamahan ko, at pinaglalaanan ko ng oras ko.
Being with Yumi makes me feel like for once in my life I don’t have to work so hard on being happy because it just happens. She always knew how to make me smile even when I’m down lalo na pag natatalo kami sa game, men's pride, masakit yun lalo na kapag ikaw ang team captain. Her smell turns me on, I even have one of her shirts, not that I'm some kind of maniac, I just love her scent. Yumi can really make me laugh every time she gives me that wanna-watch-crappy-movies-with-you and wanna-have-a-pillow-fight. I like it when she looks at me and smiles for no reason. I like it even better when she smiles and I’m the reason. She sends me random text messages in the middle of the day. She laughs with me, cries with me, do funny things with me. She's so sweet and adorable and damn!
I am now regretting that I once promised her that I won't fall because now
I do. I really do. I fell. I unexpectedly fell and I can't do anything about it.
I'm not exactly sure when it happened or even when it started. All I knew for sure was that right here and now, I was falling hard and I could only pray that she's feeling the same way.
Lalake ako, hindi rin ako duwag. Wala naman sigurong masama kung aaminin ko sa kanya ang totoo hindi ba? Wala rin namang masamang bawiin ang pangako. Ayokong itago 'to. Gusto kong malaman niya ang totoo.
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Isang hapon, nakita kong naglalaro ng soccer si Yumi at sa tingin ko, yun na ang tamang oras para umamin sa kanya.
Nilapitan ko siya at ngumiti siya saken. A smile that always give my heart a beat.
“Yumi inlove ako,” nakangiting wika ko. Kaso tila nagulat siya at may dumaang lungkot sa mga mata niya.
Malungkot ba siya na hindi ako tumupad sa usapan?
Nasasaktan ba siya dahil wala akong isang salita?
Hindi ba mutual ang nararamdaman namin?
Dapat ko bang sundin ang hinihingi niya?
Haay.. Siguro nga tama siya..
Magsasalita na sana siya pero inunahan ko siya, alam ko na ang sasabihin niya. Sasabihin niyang kalokohan lang ang mga sinasabi ko at hindi lang yun, baka layuan niya ako..
Hindi..
Hindi ko kayang mawala sa tabi ko si Yumi.
“Wag kang mag-alala Yumi, hindi sayo. Nangako ako di ba?” Tapos ngumiti ako kahit sa puso ko, alam kong napakasakit.
Mahal kita Yumi.
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