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Tulala akong nakatingin sa kawalan habang nakaupo sa may veranda. My mind still recalling what happened yesterday between the two of us, Simo and I. Ilang beses na akong nagpakawala ng malalalim na hininga, ilang beses na din akong napasabunot sa aking buhok dahil hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin ko. I don't know how to react but my heart feels like reaching the clouds. I feel like I'm flying because of his kisses. The way his lips move make my soul embedded by his. The way he stare at my eyes sent shiver down to my spine.
How can I resist that kiss? When I know I really like that. When I really want that. I can't withstand his lips, I just love him without any reason.
My phone rings. Tinitigan ko muna ito ng ilang segundo.
"International call?" Bulong ko sa sarili ko. Then I decided to answer it.
"Yes, hello?" I said.
"Hello, is this Miss Kersten Briones?" Baritonong boses ng lalaki ang bumungad sa aking pandinig.
"Yes, speaking. Whose this?" Takhang tanong ko. Kagat ko na ang kuko ko ngayon at naghihintay ng sagot sa kabilang linya.
"Oh! Hi Kersten. It's me... Mikel Foster."
Mikel Foster? Pamilyar ang kanyang pangalan pero hindi ko alam kung saan kami nagkita o nagkakilala.
"Ah! I'm sorry?" I still can't remember where did I encounter that name.
"I'm kind'a disappointed hearing that from you Kersten. Well... I was the one who titled Mr. Worlds Top Model. Can't you still remember me?"
Damn! Was I too preoccupied this past months to forget about my life before I got this far?
"Kel? Oh my god! Is that really you?!" I am shocked because of unexpected call from a friend of mine way back at the states.
I heard him chuckle. "Woah! I thought you'll never remember my name, Kersten. I'm so glad you still."
I smiled. Iniba ko ang posisyon ng pagkakaupo ko. I am more calm now.
"I'm sorry Kel." I laughed.
"I don't accept sorry... some treat will do." Matigas na ingles niya.
"Sure! But not now. Maybe some other time?" Alanganing pabalik sagot ko.
"Noted!" Maligayang sambit niya.
Nalihis na ang usapan namin dahil sa simpleng kamustahang naganap. Mikel Forster is my friend--- not really as close but we bond a lot of times. He is my batch in Worlds Top Model in New York. We both won the titles. Filpino-American, he is fluent in English... ngunit hindi sa tagalog-- but he knows how to speak a little.
"So... Why did you call?" I asked straight to the point.
I heard him cleared his throat before answering my question. I'm expecting that this call is really important.
"Uhm, yeah... I call because I need your--- uh... help?"
What help? If this is about modeling, I can't help them. Simula nang umuwi ako sa dito sa Pilipinas ay pansamantala kong kinalimutan ang modeling. Nagpapahinga muna ako, spotlight is not my kind of vacation.
"About what?"
"Modeling?"
There! Kasasabi ko lang sa isip ko na ayaw ko muna gawin iyon.
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Shattered Heart
Любовные романыThe fine, young and decent lady, Spring Kersten Briones had been such an angel to her family and even to the people around her. She lived like a princess in the material world called reality. Her life is as heavy as a feather, as shallow as the scat...
