Ira Casa (Novela)

Helga x Pierre 16

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PIERRE.

The fast movements were understated. It was rapid, rocketing to satisfy ones need. Hindi na niya maalala kung nasaan siya. Mas lalong nadagdagan ang kanyang pagkahilo dahil sa hindi mabilang na alak na nainom niya.

"Helga.." He whispered.

"Pierre.." She answered. The kisses were sweet and different. Naitulak ng kaniig sa malambot at malamig na kama. His shirt was unbuttoned. Restlessly praised with kiss and tease. The softness of the naked body rested on his body gave him warmth and comfort. His eyes were drowsy, gusto na niyang huminto sa lahat ng problema. Bakit kinakatakutan ng lahat ang kamatayan? You just have to let go and leave all the things behind, ang mga maiiwanan naman ay magpapatuloy na mabuhay kapag lumipas ka na.

Sometimes, dying is much easy than staying alive.

He felt grinding on his arousal but he's too tired to respond. Lahat ng enerhiya niya ay nawala pagkatapos isipin ang kagustuhang mamatay na lang. Tinitigan niya ang nightlamp sa kanyang tabi. Yun ang huli niyang naalala kasunod ng pagkapikit.

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"What are you doing here, Helena? W-what happened?" Nagising siya sa yakap ni Helena. Magkatabi sila sa kama at parehas silang walang saplot. Pinanlamigan siya ng sikmura pati ng buong katawan.

"D-don't worry, Pierre. I won't ask anything from you, we were both drunk. I know. Not your fault. We were both grown ups. Asahan mo na hindi ito makakarating sa ating pamilya."

Pakiramdam niya ang bigat ng ulo niya ay mas lalong nadagdagan. Hinilot niya ang kanyang sentido.

Tiningnan niya ang tuwid na buhok ni Helena at ang kipkip nitong kumot para ipantakip ng katawan. Palagay niya ay may kinuha siyang mahalagang bagay dito.

"I am sorry, Helena." Yun ang tangi niyang nasabi.

Parang gatilyo iyon na nagtulak ng luha ng dating nobya, namula agad ang magandang mukha nito.

"What happened to us, Pierre? W-why are we even saying sorry?" Nanginig ang labi ni Helena. "This was meant for us to share, Pierre! B-bakit biglang nag-iba? Nangako ka, Pierre!"

"I am sorry, Helena. I --- I myself didn't know what happened. If I could just tell it to you."

"Helga is no good for you, Pierre. Ako na lang, Pierre."

Niyakap siya ni Helena at pilit na inabot ang kanyang labi. Umiwas siya doon na gulong gulo.

"P-pero si Helga ang asawa ko at ang dami ko pang problema ngayon."

"H-hindi ko naman gustong dumagdag, Pierre. I thought last night I will take your problems away."

"By letting this happen?" Napatakip siya ng mukha at pinagsisihan ang mga salita. "I am sorry, Helena. Let's talk about this after everything."

Napanatag siya nang makitang sa condo unit pala niya siya napunta kagabi. He rushed cleaning up to face another problem at his office. Mas mabigat pa ang kanyang loob. Wala talagang naidudulot na mabuti ang alak. Nadagdagan lamang ang kailangan niyang harapin.