June 25, 6am:
I try to slip carefully out of bed without waking you but still with the slightest movement you wake and pull me back. You grab my waist and spoon me again.
"Ssshhh... Sleep ka lang." I tell you as you nuzzle on my neck.
"Saan ka kasi pupunta?" You ask with your eyes still closed, your head probably pounding right now from drinking last night.
Yes, you partied. Yes, you had fun. Yes, you went out drinking last night and got too drunk to drive that my brother and I had to pick you up from the party.
Most wives would shake their heads, glare disapprovingly or even nag at their husbands for doing so but not me. You are always responsible. You work too hard and take care of me and everyone else so much that you forget to have fun. So yes, dear husband, you deserve to party once in a while.
"Love, I have to get ready. Flight na namin mamaya for HongKong. Ikaw naman you still have to rest for work." I tell you.
"Ayaw. Dito ka lang. Sabay na lang tayo umalis."
"Love, nakakahiya. Sana kung sa atin lang tong trip na to, okay lang. Sige na, Love. Nakakahiya ma-late."
You sigh and loosen your hug to allow me to turn and face you. When I do, I'm surprised to see a tear trickle down your cheek.
"Huy! Ano to? Baby lang. Iiyak pag iiwan ng mommy? Love, alam mo naman ang schedule natin di ba? Hangover lang yan. Later you'll have a clearer mind." I say as I wipe the tear away.
You sniffle. "I'm sorry. I feel horrible."
"For what?" I ask.
"Uminom ako kagabi."
"And became a normal person? Love, okay lang yun. Nagkataon lang na the party was on a night before my flight. Really, Love. It's just the hangover kaya ganyan kasama ang pakiramdam mo. I'll make you some eggs and chicken noodle soup bago umalis, eat bananas meron tayo sa kitchen and you also need to drink a lot of water to kick that hangover out." I tell you but you only shed out more tears.
"Halaaah... Tama na, Love. Napakaiyakin mo talaga." I say as I wipe your tears with the back of my hand.
"Happy ka pa naman sa akin di ba?" You ask.
"Ano bang klaseng tanong yan? Sobra. Sobrang happy ako with you, Mr. Richard Faulkerson Jr." I smile.
You stare at me and caress my cheek like I'm the most precious thing in the world.
"I love you." You sob. "Alam mo yun di ba?"
I nod my head. "You tell and show me everytime. Tanga na lang ang di pa makakaalam nun." I smile.
You look deeper into my eyes and tell me repeatedly each declaration affirming the last. "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you, Menggay ko. Mahal na mahal kita."
My heart is so full not only by your words but with the way your eyes showed your soul in a way that told me those words you always tell me that should be something so common bore your entire being with every letter,every sound, every breath.
"I love you more." I answer and break into a sob as tears fall from my eyes. "I love you more every second, RJ, with all my heart and soul."
You slip your hands to my nape and waist and lean in to kiss me deeply, passionately, lovingly while I slide my arms over your shoulders and lace my fingers through your hair. The taste of salty tears in our mouths as our mouths as our tongues swirl around each other and we share one breath only sweetens that most intimate act of love.
"I love you." You whisper on my lips when we come out for air, minutes later.
"I love you more." I whisper back.
"I love you." You murmur again and whisper those words over and over as you trail kisses down my neck, shoulders and chest then slowly peel off my clothes.
You turn me over to kiss my nape that set a path for your heated mouth down my spine still mumbling those precious words on your lips.
Each touch, each kiss, each whisper tells me how much you love me to my very soul.
And as your warm breath and kisses traverse the expanse of my naked body from the top of my head to the tips of my toes and we dance the timeless movements of passion, we make love not only with our bodies but with our hearts and souls.
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I step out of the shower and find you sleeping. This time when I lean in to kiss your lips, you do not wake up. I smile and watch your angelic face in your slumber for a few minutes then return to the task of getting ready to leave for the airport.
Each second makes it harder for me to do so. Of course, I do not want to leave you behind especially when I know you need me to take care of you today but sometimes things are out of our hands and sometimes we need them to learn and grow.
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I am now ready to leave after making sure, breakfast and headache pills are ready when you wake up. I also put some clothes on the bed for you after your shower and your bags are all packed in the living room too.
I take one more look around our home and when I am sure everything is in place for you, lean in to give you one more kiss on the lips.
"I love you." I whisper softly in your ear and press another kiss on your cheek.
I step out of the room and close the door with a heavy heart. I leave home with a large bruise on my soul. I hate leaving you like this. I hate that I have to go while you are sleeping.
I get in the elevator to the waiting van in the basement and quietly take my seat with my purse on my lap.
I think of sending you a text message as we drive off. I open my bag to search for my phone and find a folded piece of paper on top of my things.
I unfold it and read.
Dear Menggay ko,
Magkukunwari na lang akong tulog para di na tayo mahirapan magpaalam mamaya, Love. Sorry kung clingy ako madalas. Mahal na mahal lang kita talaga.
Ingat ka ha? Aalagaan mo ang sarili mo habang wala pa ako doon. Promise kakainin ko lahat ng soup, eggs and bananas. Iinumin ko yung cranberry juice kahit di ko masyadong gusto lasa nun para maging mabuti na ang pakiramdam ko. Aalagaan ko din ang sarili ko para sa'yo.
See you soon, Mrs. Faulkerson. I love you with every beat of my heart and every breath in my body.
Love always and forever,
RJ moP.S.
Pwede mo na i-evolve yung two-headed dragon mo sa Everwing at ibenta mo na yung ibang level 1 na common finds para makabili ng mas maraming golden eggs.P.P.S. Wag mo naman masyado galingan. Ang hirap habulin ng high score mo. Wag maglalaro habang naglalakad. Baka ka madapa. I love you. Mwah mwah mwah...
I fold the letter and laugh as I wipe the tears from my eyes. I tinker on my phone for a few minutes then finally send you that message on Messenger.
Gilbertina set a new personal best in Everwing. 🐉💛🍃
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Payb Takes Book 3
FanfictionImagined BTS MAICHARD Stories 💛 Mr. and Mrs. Faulkerson are back for more kilig, cheese, mush, emo, kisses and harot in this third installment of Payb Takes.💛