Arabella's Game

Chapter 9: Reminicing The Old Days

Arabella prepared herself. Naka dark denim skinny jeans, white raffled turtle neck long sleeved button down  na naka tuck in, accessorized with belt, brown leather wrist watch, and nice nude colored ballerina shoes with some Swarovski crystals accent. Nude shiny lips, dark emphasized eyes and naka lugay lang nabuhok ay tama na sa kanya. She took her big sized kaki LV bag.

Pagpasok niya sa bistro, she was guided to sit in one table reserved for her. Saka tinawag niya ang waiter, di na niya hihintayin pa si Curtis.

“Good morning, coffee? Tea? Or me?” it was Curtis standing on the opposite side of the table. He’s with his nice pair of grey statement shirt saying ‘Smile if You Want Me’, napagiti siya sa kakengkuyan ng kaibigan pati sa fashion sense nito. His shirt was topped with black vest, naka faded jeans and black sneakers. He’s wearing the dog tag of Street Racers Society. Naaalala nanaman niya ang mga kalokohan nila dati.

“I want the last choice, three please. Take out,”

“Sabi ko na nga ba may pagnanasa ka eh,”

Tawa lamang ang naisagot nito. “Take a sit,”

“By the way I ordered your favorite,” sinenyasan niya ang waiter.

“Naaalala mo pa?”

“Yeah, pancake with maple syrup and chocolate bits, bowl of cereal, peanut butter-marmalade sandwich, a glass of milk kasi nga di ka nagkakape, and fruits,”

“An dami ah,” nakangiting tugon nito. He still remembers her favorite breakfast.

“Ang takaw mo naman talaga kasi. By the way, I have seafoods, piñacolada, and fruit salad for lunch. Well, that’s you, sea lover,”

“And you don’t like it, especially the seafoods. You have allergy,”

“I have my medicine with me. Kaya no worries,” dumating na ang order nila.

“boun apetite,” (have a nice appetite) wika ni Curtis.

After their breakfast tumuloy na si Arabella sa venue ng project launching. He stayed in the coffee shop reading his magazines. At nung natapos na ang trabaho ni Arabella, sinundo siya ni Curtis.

“What car do you want?” tanong nito pagsakay pa alng ni Arabella sa kotse.

“Can you lend me a Porsche? Kakamis yung Porsche ko eh,”

“Sure, diretso tayo sa SRS Cars,”

She’s with the Porsche and he’s with the Lamborghini. She folded the sleeves of her shirt, opened four buttons from her neck, and tied her hair up. She missed the feelings so much. Yung dati na puro saya lang. The adrenaline rushed through her veins made her feel alive. This is the real her – the risk taker and the carefree Aja. After drifting, they went to the seaside. Hapon na yun. Di na nila namalayan ang oras. Nakaupo sila sa hood ng kotse ni Curtis.

“Give me back the ring,” usal ni Curtis.

“Suvenir ko na to,”

“Bigay mo na sa’kin yan. Asawa ka naman ni Kuya di ba? Do’n ka humingi ng singsing,”

“Oh hayan,” saka inabot ang singsing kay Curtis.

“Good,” at bigla niya itong itinapon sa dalampasigan.

“Uy! Wag!” nabigla si Arabella. “Sayang 'yon Curtis! Engotz mo talaga. Kahit galit ka sa pagbibigyan mo sana nung singsing, di mo sana tinapon ng ganun-ganun lang,” sermon pa nito dito.

Itinaas ni Curtis ang nakayukom na kamay at iwinagayway ang kwintas na may nakapendant na singsing. “Ito ba ang pinuputok ng bunganga mo?” sabay ngiti. “Chill, ang kuripot mo talaga. O hayan iyo na,” at inabot niya ang kwintas kay Arabella. “Di ko na isusuot yan sa’yo. Ang korni nun,”

“Ang angas mo dude. Anyways, thanks,”

“So tara na, balik na tayo ng hotel. We still have to attend the celebration tomorrow in Manila. Naayos ko na ang mga gamit ko at plane ticket for our flight to London this weekend. I transferred my stuff in your suite. Clarisse is still there,”

“Wala ka talagang paapaalam sa’kin no?”

“Sus, ikaw pa. I know you, dude. Tara na,”

Night had come again. Curtis is still with her. Parang lalaki talaga ang pagtrato nito sa kanya. Nakapatong pa sakanya ang isang binti nito at sarap na sarap sa pagtulog. Tiningnan niya ang natutulog na kaibigan. Mala anghel naman pala pagnatutulog eh. Pero kung tutuusin mali ang pagsama nila sa iisang kwarto. Curtis is a man and she is a woman. Wala man silang ginagawa pero sa mata ng tao nagiging marumi na yun. Eh ano ba naman ang pakialam nila sa sasabihin ng mga nakapalgid sa kanila? They’ll live with or without people’s judgement.