Damsels 01: Creating You (#MoonStarAwards 2018-2019 And #WattisAwardPrtcpnt2018)

03: Questions

Eryl Jasmine Valencia

A bald wind bothered me for three hours, nakakabobo ang mga tanong niya, though its an effort to talk to a person like me who don't want to talk.

Nagugustuhan ko ang ginagawa niya. Pero kahit nagugustuhan ko hindi ko pa rin pinapansin baka kasi araw-arawin niya. At ayoko mangyari yon.

“Siguro nagtataka ka kung paano kita nakita rito no'?” tumawa siya.

Siguro kasi may mata siya?

“Not saying. Hangga't di ka nagsasalita.” seryoso niyang sabi.kahit nakangiti.

Hindi ko naman gustong malaman kung bakit kasi pag tinanong ko kung bakit edi magkakatanungan kami ng likes and dislikes at magiging magkaibigan na... Ayoko.

“Alam mo, Hindi lang weirdo para sa akin. Isa kang Chess. Alam mo yung laro? Tyaka para kang puzzle.” Napatingin ako sa kanya. So does this girl trying to solve me? Wow. Napakapakielamera.

“Gusto kitang I-solve!” masigla niyang sabi na medyo pasigaw.

Ewan ko. Ano bang tingin niya sa buhay ko? Sa akin?

“At kapag nangyari yon. Marami na ang magbabago.” She comtinued talking.

Tumingin ako sa relo ko It's already 8:18 na.

“Uy, alis muna ako ah? Kain lang ako sa labas bawal kasi kumain dito eh. May papabili ka ba?” umiling ako.

“Wow improvement! Tumatango ka na.” She giggled.

“Alas-otso na kaya. Di ka ba Nagugutom?”

Di ko na siya sinagot at pumunta na akong counter para mag log out at para na rin kunin ang gamit ko at helmet.

“Parang may nagkagusto ata sayo ah?” Mariin akong umiling.

“Hay nako bata ka. Ewan ko.kasi sayo bakit ayaw mong magsalita. Nawiwirduhan lang siguro yung babae na yan sa iyo kaya siya sumusunod.” Lumingon ako at nakita ang kalbong babae.

“Are you going home?” Tinignan ko lang siya.

“Why didn't you tell me?” she seem so disappointed but still smiles.

I am full of questions that I can't even answer because I am not talking... Let me rephrase it. I don't want to talk.

“Mind if you will give me a ride?” tanong niya. I just look at her.

“Isakay mo na siya. Babae yan at baka pagtripan pa sa kalasada.” okay. Ayan na ang konsensya.

Tumango nalang ako at kumaway sa Counter.

I can feel Irene's presence behind me so I bet she will follow me.

“Are you living at Chamon Apartment? I will live there too. Maybe my parents already bought my stuffs there and already arranged my things.” She stated and followed a laughter after.

Can't she pack and tidy things up? Siguro ini-spoiled siya lagi ng mga magulang niya. Maybe she has a cancer before and had her chemo therapy. Or is she still struggling to the cancer? That's why she entered a class even though nasa last quarter na kami at gusto niya lang maranasan ang normal na buhay? Or may sakit siya na hindi kayang pigilan.ang sariling pagbubunot ng buhok sa ulo katulad ng sa T.V?

There are thousands of reason on how does she get bald and why did ahe enrolled on our school. Kahit ayokong isipin napapaisip ako.

Maybe she's deeply ill at ang misyon niya ay ako at pagkatapos nun ay mamamatay na siya?

My head will having its own ache if I kept on thinking why.

Darn it. I'm drowning on many reasons why.

I can ask her but don't it sound so personal? She wants yo share it but i refused not to ask and now I'm bugging myself why.

“Hey, slow down mah boy  keep your eyes on the road, don't get drag by accident my parents will cry in early meeting death arms.” she's laughing.  It makes me sad tsk. Whatever her reason I hope it will get an early cure.

We are already here.

"Chamon Apartment"

“It does more look like a village because of its gate. It has a classic and full of compliment on.colors.” she is amazed my the design.

I would like to say I'm too much flattered. I'm the one who designed the whole thing here dahil sabi nila may talent daw ako kaya si tito at tita na mismo ang nagsuggest ng dapat kong gawin.

“I want to meet who's the brain behind this.” masyado siyang naamazed base sa mga sinasabi.niya at tono na rin.

Nasa loob na kami ng Chamon kaya iniwan ko na siya at nararamdaman ko ang presensya niya.

Di ba niya alam ang bago niyang apartment? What a shame.

“Wait. I am not a stalker here. I can read your mind now. It is a shame for not knowing your apartment room but then again. It is not a shame for me cause I know where I should live as I ordered to my parents.” Mahabang litanya niya na parang nagbibigay ng Facts at parang nagrarap na rin.

Ang daldal niya.

Wait. Diba kanina lang siya pwede kagaya ng sinabi niya noong nakaraang araw? Bakit nakakabasa pa rin siya ngayon?

“Oh... You are right. I just... Read your... Oh.” parang nanghihina niyang binabanggit kahit di ko mawari yung emosyon niya. Is she happy?

Is she sad?

Why? Why do I have to question myself again?

“Ano ba yung mga tinanong mo kanina sa sarili mo?” inosenteng tanong niya. Di nalang ako sumagot.

“Aren't you asking yourself kung bakit ko binubulgar ang sikreto ko sayo?” tanong niya.

I can think of five reason why.

First, No one will believed me if I spread that thing.
Second, there is no reason.for spilling her beans.
Third, I hate talking. I'll just keep it to myself.
Fourth, I hate gossips.
Fifth, I just don't care and won't

“Ow. Tama ka. Pero may kulang pa---”

Whatever she may say It will never interest my logic. It will never.

Tumigil na ako sa tapat ng pinto na siya ring pagtigil niya.

“Pumasok na tayo. The landlady already show me the apartment last week so yeah. You will be living with me and I will live with you. Should I throw a party? Meh. Bad Idea..you don't like socializing don't you?” I saw the smirk on her face that make me wanna go out and find another place I can call home.