PAGKAKITA ni Lucas na bumaba ng kotse si Ciara at tumatakbo pabalik sa kanya ay wala siyang inaksayang sandali. Patakbo niyang sinalubong ito. Sa sandaling nahawakan niya ito'y ikinulong niya ito ng mahigpit sa loob ng mga bisig niya. He buried his face on the crook between her neck.
Umaasa siyang nagbago ang isip niya. Pero kung hindi ay willing siya na gawin at sabihin ang lahat piliin lamang nito na manatili. Piliin lamang siya nito. His heart screamed in protest ng ilayo niya ito ng bahagya sa sarili.
"You don't like my house? You think it's lonely in there? Babaguhin ko ang structure. Kung ano ang gusto mo. I don't wanna be sad anymore. I won't ever be sad. Palagi akong ngingiti. I won't scowl. I won't get angry. I will learn how to dance. Kahit anong gusto mo." Nang magtangkang magsalita si Ciara ay sinapo niya ang mukha nito. "Ciara, I will do anything. Everything. Alright, ako ang nagsabi sa'yo na dapat mong tuparin ang mga pangarap mo. I will go to France with you."
Her eyes flickered in surprise. At noon lamang napansin ni Lucas––there was a flicker in her eyes. Tulad noong mga panahon na nagtitiwala pa ito sa kanya. Before he broke her heart.
"Magtiwala ka sa'kin ulit, Ciara. Give me one more chance. Aayusin ko lang ang lahat dito and then I will follow you to––"
"Hindi ako pupunta ng France."
"Yeah. Then I will––" natigilan si Lucas ng marehistro sa kanya ang sinabi lamang ni Ciara. "You're not going to France..." tila wala sa sariling nausal niya. He was hoping na tumango si Ciara at sabihing tama ng dinig niya.
"Tama. Hindi ako pupunta ng France." Unti-unting sumilay ang ngiti sa mga labi ni Ciara. He face lit up. She was more beautiful than ever. He could stand there all day and night looking at her. "And Lucas de Gala... I love you, too."
He breathe in and out. Relief washed upon him. "Marami pa dapat akong sasabihin. Promises and all."
She smiled. Her hands went up his chest. "Gusto kong marinig. But I really have to go."
Naglaho ang ngiti niya. "Kung hindi ka pupunta sa France, saan ka pupunta? Do you really have to go?"
Sunod-sunod na tumango si Ciara. "Sa Maynila ako pupunta. May sakit si Lola. Wala siyang kasama so I need to take care of her. Hopefully, isang linggo lang ang kailangan kong i-spend. Hanggang sa makabalik lang ang mga pinsan ko."
"Oh, thank God," what he felt was beyond relief. "So..." his heart was tender and joyful. Ngayon pa lamang tuluyang nagsi-sink-in sa kanya ang lahat. "You're no going to France. And you love me."
She nodded.
"Oh, God. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I love you."
She moved her fingers on his mouth. "Shh. Please lang, Mr. de Gala. No such thing as sorry, only make up, remember?"
Kinabig niya ito ng husto. "I like the idea. Make out?" unti-unti niyang inilapit ang labi palapit dito.
Ngunit dinudot lamang ni Ciara ang noo niya. "Make up, not make out!" nanlalaki ang mga mata ng dalaga subalit iba naman ang sinasabi ng tinig nito. And her lips were quivering with obvious controlled laughter.
"Can I come with you?" he asked hopefully. He was caressing her hair.
"Uh, no." Bago pa man siya makapagsalita ay nagawa ng takpan ni Ciara ang bibig niya. "Hindi ka kilala ni Lola. At hindi ko rin alam kung paano ka ipaliliwanag. So no. Perhaps some other time."
He slowly removed her hand and kissed her palm. "Okay."
Tumango si Ciara. "I really have to go."
Tumango si Lucas bago unti-unting pinakawalan si Ciara. Kung siya ang masusunod ay yayakapin na lamang niya ito. But he stille himself. He loves her. At ilang araw lamang ay makakasama na niya itong muli.
Habang sinusundan niya ito ng tingin ay nakita niya na huminto ito bago pa tuluyang sumakay. Lumingon si Ciara. She was smiling. He smiled back and walked towards her. Nang tuluyan siyang makalapit rito ay kinabig niya ito at niyakap ng mahigpit.
When he released her, he pushed her back on the side of the car and kissed her lips. He kissed her sofly. But when she begin to respond and smothered his groan she pressed his body on hers and deepened the kiss. She sunk her fingers on his hair. He tilted her face to have more access on her mouth. "I love you, Ciara... ikaw lang... You will always have my heart."
He released her afterward. He was breathing raggedly. "Can you not go today? Perhaps tomorrow?"
She gently pushed him and playfully pat his cheeks. "Hindi pwede. Miss me already?"
He chuckled. "Yeah. I can't help it."
She laughed too. Then pulled him and kiss him fully. He lingered at he amazing sweetness of her lips.
"You said you will learn how to dance."
He almost groan aloud at the hint of teasing in her voice. "I... yeah, well."
She laughed out loud. "Panghahawakan ko ang mga sinabi mo."
Kinamot niya ang batok. Nang wala siyang maisip na sabihin ay kinabig na lamang niya ito at hinagkan. Ngunit ng tangkain niya na palalimin ang halik ay itinulak siya nito.
"See you in a week."
Siya pa mismo ang nagbukas ng pinto ng kotse. He leaned forward and kiss her once more before finally letting her go.
HABANG umaandar palayo ang sasakyan ay hindi mapigilan ni Ciara na hindi tingnan si Lucas sa side mirror. Nakatalikod na ito habang naglalakad palayo. Much better kaysa ihatid siya nito ng tanaw.
At habang lumalakad ito palayo ay napansin niya ang paggalaw ng mga balikat nito. She realize he was laughing. Umalog rin ang mga balikat niya hanggang sa tuluyan na siyang mapabungisngis.
She had his heart. The incredibly handsome and gorgeous and smart and sexy Lucas de Gala was all hers.
"Thank you, Lord!"
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Romans"At kung tatanggapin mo ako, please accept the wine. Puwedeng masama ang lasa nito ngayon, but it will get better with aging. Tulad natin. We may argue, fight, and argue. But I believe we'll get better in time... You and me." Sa unang araw pa lang n...
