Crazy in love with the little devil

Fancy 17

Fancy POV

LATE na ako nagising today. Past ten na. Maybe it's because, it's malamig. Christmas is coming na kasi so the weather is being cold na. Like 'yung crush mo sa 'yo. Hihi.

Bumaba ako sa kitchen. Nagugutom na ako and I want to eat breakfast na kahit it's magta-tanghali na.

Iniisip ko pa nga si Sydd. Na-guilty ako kagabi because of what I've said. I know it was rude and nagsisisi ako na nasabi ko ang mga words na gano'n. Arghh! It's my tongue's fault. So daldal kasi e.

"Tantaran, tsutsurut tsurut..."

My noo is nagpretzel knots because I heard someone is singing from the kitchen.

"Boom tarat, tarat! Boom tarat tarat! Tararat tarararat boom boom boom!"

Who's kumakanta ba and what kind of song is that?

I saw Yaya Madonna, she's making timpla my coffee.

"Goodmorning po, Mam Pansi. You is late na nagising po. Pero all of pagkain is so fresh po. And upkors, this is it your kopi."

Ipinatong niya sa mesa ang coffee ko saka nakahanda na ang pagkain. I sat on the dining chair saka tumingin kay Yaya.

"I heard you singing." I said.

She make takip her hands to her mouth. "Oh my, Mam Pansi! You is so nagalingan to my voice? I am shy! I am fames na talaga."

I make paikot my eyeballs to her. "Duh! You're so feeler talaga, Yaya Madonna. I just want to ask you if what kind of song is that. Ngayon ko lang narinig e. And it'l was like a weird sound."

Naglagay ako ng rice sa plato ko. I sipped my coffee. Refereshing!

"Mam Pansi, hindi niyo po alam 'yung tsutsurut tsurut? Kanta po iyon sa Wowowin. Napapanood ko po kasi sa TV. Hehe. Idol ko na po si Willie."

She's mahilig talaga manood ng TV and all, that's why ang dami niyang alam. I'm not mahilig sa TV. It's not my thing. That's why, wala akong masyadong alam na show sa TV. I'm more on movies and internet, of course.

"Nag-breakfast ka na ba, Yaya?" I asked her.

I'm maldita to her but sometimes I'm mabait naman. Like hello, she's the only Yaya na nakatagal to me kahit I'm being mean to her even before.

"Upkors, Mam Pansi! I'm monitor my health and beauty po e. Hihi."

I make paikot my eyeballs again. She's trying hard talaga na gayahin ang fancy language ko. Ugh, it's so sakit sa tainga na marinig ang salita ni Yaya Madonna. It was like, my ilong is dudugo e.

"Whatever." Sabi ko. "I'm aalis today. I'm pupunta sa Dev's Cafe."

I want to see Sydd and I want to apologize. Argh, that's not so me but I want to do it. Kasi I know, I was wrong.

"Sige po, Mam Pansi. Basta po, ikumusta niyo po ako kay crushy. Gagawa po sana ako ng love letter por him pero baka po kiligin siya e. Kaya I did not do nalang po. Hihi."

Ugh, Yaya Madonna talaga.

"So assumera talaga! Don't make landi nga si Sydd."

"I'm not landiin naman po si crushy. You is judger, Mam Pansi!"

"Judger?! Whatever, Yaya! You can't crush him 'no!" I said while chewing my food.

"Why, Mam Pansi? You is against the world? You is kontrabida to my love story? You don't do that to me po. I'm naha-hurt po like my heart says awww. You eat na nga po. I want mapag-isa muna po. Me is babalik po after you eat." She said and bow her head. Then, iniwan niya ako dito sa kitchen.