"Pikon ka pala, eh." Pang-aasar ni Lance sa kanya. They were currently playing chess at tatlong beses na rin siya nitong natatalo. After their wedding they've been in good terms for a week now in the resthouse. Except those times that he keeps teasing her where in the end really pissed her off. In short lagi siyang talo kaya lagging pikon.
"Hindi ako pikon 'no. Laro uli tayo, hinakot mo siguro lahat ng swerte ngayong araw. That's why you always win." Katwiran nito.
Tumawa ito. "Wife, there's no such thing as luck in playing chess. You need to work on your brain." Pointing his temple.
Napatayo siya. "Iniinsulto mo ba ako?! Sinasabi mo bang bobo ako?"
He raised both his hands. "Hey. Calm down. I'm not saying your dumb. I never meant to sound like that, what I mean is, you just have to think clearly and be wise on your moves in playing chess."
Kumalma siya nang kaunti sa sinabi nito. "Huwag na nga tayong maglaro, hina-high blood mo ako, eh."
Tumawa ito. "Takot ka lang matalo ulit, eh."
Napanting siya sa sinabi nito. Totoo naman kasi. Kaya sa halip na sagutin ito, tumayo siya at kinuha ang flats niya at pinagbabayo sa braso. Tumatawang umilag naman ito kaya Lalo siya naiinis.
Suddenly his phone rings making her stop and glared at him while he just grinned and mouthed, "Pikon".
Akmang papaluin niya uli ito ng tsinelas nang nauna na itong tumakbo papunta sa kusina.
Sinundan niya ito at bahagyang narinig ang pinag-uusapan nito at ang nasa kabilang linya.
"What? Now? What seems to be the problem, Honey?" anito.
Nanlaki ang kanyang mga mata, is he cheating on her now? Honey? Sino ang tinatawag nitong honey?
Biglang nagdrop to negative degrees ang mood niya. Hindi niya maintindihan kung bakit naiinis siya sa kausap nitong tinatawag na honey. Hindi rin niya maintindihan kung bakit parang tinutusok ang puso niya. She doesn't like what she was feeling now, the feeling that she wants to punch somebody, magwala at makipagbasag ulo sa pinto.
Leche flan! I hate that honey, sinira niya ang maayos kong mood. Kung sino mang babae yan, mapapatay ko siya ng tinidor! Pwede rin kutsara! O di kaya pupukpukin ko siya ang plato para ma-amnesia at nang lubayan niya ang asawa ko! Leche, leche flan!
Hindi niya namalayan na nakabusangot siya at nasa harap na niya si Lance kung hindi ito nagsalita.
"O, bakit nakabusangot ka diyan?" tanong nito. Nag-angat siya ng tingin.
"Sinong tumawag?"
"It's just my secretary. She needs me to sign some papers." He answered casually. She looked for any signs in his facial expression for any indication that he was lying or if the woman he mentioned was his mistress.
Napakunot ang noo nito. "Bakit ganyan ka makatingin? May gusto ka bang patayin?"
"Wala!" she said.
"Kung ganon, bakit ka sumisigaw?"
"Hindi ako sumisigaw! Sinasagot ko lang ang tanong mo."
"Are you sure? You seemed to be in a foul mood. Hindi naman ganyan ang mood mo kanina. Are you having your period?" he asked. Pinanlakihan niya ito ng mga mata.
"Anong period?! Next month pa ang menstruation ko 'no."
"Okay, okay, chill ka lang misis." He crossed his arms on his chest and leaned on the kitchen's door frame making him looked like a model on a photoshoot with a simple v-neck and cargo shorts.

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ICES CLUB : Crissy
Romantik"You are mine now, my obsession, my possession, my drug." - Lance Devin Lee Ices Club: Series 1