His Way To Sainthood

Ang Fresh na Jontesa ng Taon

#HWTS27

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"Sinong may mas magandang buhok? Ako o siya?"

"Ikaw."

"Sinong mas magaling magluto?"

"Ikaw."

"Sinong... mas funny?"

"Ikaw."

"Sinong... mas mabait?"

"Are you even kind?"

"Walanghiya ka," pinalo ko sya sa braso. "Sino nga?"

"Her patience wasn't even half of yours, Maine. Okay, it's you, then."

"Sinong mas magaling mag-timpla ng kape?"

"She doesn't even know what kind of coffee I prefer."

"So ako rin?" I giggled. "Sinong... mas maganda?"

"Um..."

I impatiently waited kahit obvious na pinagti-tripan nya lang ako. I closed my eyes in irritation and pushed him off the bed. "Bwisit ka! 'Yun ang pinaka-importanteng tanong tapos hindi mo nasagot?!"

"Ah, 'yun ba?" Tatawa-tawa syang tumayo dahil halos napaupo sya sa sahig. "I thought it's the question of who I love?"

"Huwag mo munang intindihin ang puso ko, sanay na 'to. Intindihin mo 'yung ego ko bilang babae dahil sinasabi ko sa'yong palalayasin kita sa kwarto na 'to."

"You can't."

"So you're using your uncle card."

"No. You'd miss me."

"Asa," I scoffed. "Bakit nandyan ka? Why didn't you sit back here?!"

"Kita mo?" He still sounded amused. "Ni ayaw mo nga akong umalis sa tabi mo."

"Feel na feel mo naman?"

"Oo," he grinned like a lost boy at pakingshet kung hindi ako kinilig sa kagwapuhan nya. Baby, anong itsura mo paglabas? "Feel na feel ko. But don't shout a lot, Maine. You might stress yourself out."

"Mas maiistress ako kapag hindi mo ako niyakap right at this moment," I'm using the hormone card. Hormones kaya ako clingy. Hormones kaya kahit yakap lang ang hinihingi ko kung anu-ano ang naiisip ko habang lumalapit sya sa akin na nakangiti. Hormones kaya hindi pa man sya nakakadikit sa bed ko eh I reached out to him and kissed him briefly. Buntis din yata 'to and his hormones pushed him to deepen the kiss. Hormones ang may kasalanan ng lahat. Hormones. Sino bang gumawa sa hormones na 'to ang daming nagagawa?!

"Why are you being extra clingy?" He was sitting next to me and I'm just here, my face buried in his chest. I just shook my head and tried to compose a speech. Or 'wag na lang. Ito na yata ang pinakamahirap sabihin sa buong buhay ko. Pakiramdam ko trapped ako sa isang recitation session sa pinakakinaiinsan kong subject o hinarap ako ng boss ko kasi buwisit ako as an employee and as an irrelevant person of the society. "I know you're clingy enough..."

"Nagrereklamo ka ba?"

"Hindi naman," his gentle hand rested on my head then began stroking my tangled hair. "I missed the clingy you."

"I missed the asshole you," I retorted. Totoo naman kasi. Isa sya sa mga tinik sa buhay ko na ayaw kong matanggal kasi mas lalong hihirap ang paghinga. 

"I missed the snoring Maine Mendoza in the wee hours of the day," he continued. "I missed the complaining Maine Mendoza. I missed the sweet Maine Mendoza. I missed the nagging Maine Mendoza. I missed the crying Maine Mendoza. I missed the smiling and laughing Maine Mendoza. I missed everything Maine Mendoza did and had." I couldn't muster a reply so I just nodded, almost in tears. Bwisit na hormones 'to talaga. "I just missed all of her."