“I’m Mrs. Devon Montemayor,” taas noong niyang pakilala ‘James wife’.
Nag iba ang facial expression nito but she can’t read what’s in her mind.
“Now you know who I am, better introduce yourself and what is your business in my house.” Ibinagsak ang traveling bag sa kanyang paanan and put her hands on her waist (in tagalong nakapamewang)…
“Ako si Tricia, James friend.” She utter while staring straight to her eyes.
“Best Friend”
“Is that enough reason for you to live at my house?”Hindi siya eskandalosang tao at lalong ayaw niya ng gulo but at that moment she feels she want to make arguments.
“I don’t live here”, sabi nito na amused pa sa reaction niya.
James asks a favor to me to look at his house while his in Bacolod, he will stay there for a week.
Walang tatanggap ng boundary ng jeep.
Hindi siya napahiya kahit nagkamali siya ng akala pero dapat pa rin siyang magduda.
“You don’t know tht James has a wife?”
“I know,” she immediately said
However, you don’t know that it was me? Devon opens her bag and shows her all he ID’s from her previous schools and company she work with and also her passport.
“Devon Seron?” reaction nito sa school ID niya.
“I use my maiden name,” Devon said. Single siya sa lahat ng kanyang ID’s. There are no instances that she said any information about her married life. Tumangon tango lang si Tricia and look at her ID’s again.
Inis siyang humalukipkip, nakasentro naman ang buong attention nito sa kanyang mga ID’s
“Satisfied kana ba?” inis niyang tanong dahil inisa isa nito ang pagtingin sa kanyang mga ID na para bang kahinahinala siyang tao. She consumes a minute to look at ever photos in her ID.
“Ang dami mo palang nagging trabaho,” she sommnet and she cannot read her mind. Devon thought it was negative comment dahil inis siya ditto.
“Nakapag-abroad ka na rin…..”
Hindi pa. “Kaya lang ako kumuha ng passport because its serves as an international ID.”
Tricia nods and acknowledges what she said. Ibinalik na niya kaagad ang kanyang ID’s sa bag.
“Papasok na ako.” She said habang isinukbit ang bag sa balikat.
Umalis ito sa pinto at naunang naglakad sa kanya, Tricia leads her to her room as if she really lives there and Devon’s the visitor.
This is my house she burst sarcastically. Inihagis ang bag sa floor and She felt her bag get’s more heavily dahil pakiramdam niya bumibigat din ang kanyang dibdib.
Hindi ako pwedeng umalis dito hangga’t hindi pa dumadating si James, sabi nito. Pangit naman na basta na lang akong aalis dito eh siya ang nagpatao sa kin ditto.
Wala na siyang nasabi dahil may katwiran naman ito. Pabagsak siyang naupo sa gilid ng kama at hinubad ang sapatos. Ibinato niya sa sahig, naghubad din siya ng foot cover and look at Tricia again. Why are you still at my room? On her mind.
“I need privacy,” she said in an irritated voice
If you need anything just tell me, and leaves her room.
“Shit ka!” yon ang nasabi niya ng maisara na nito ang pinto paglabas. Hindi niya ugaling magmura, kahit marami siyang nakakasamang palamura hindi naman siya nahawa. Pero ngayon gusto niyang bigkasin lahat ng klaseng mura mawala lang ang galit na nararamdaman niya.
