Why are you here?
"I-i'm s-sorr-ry" he said in his quivering lips.
Stop.
"I d-didn't mean t-to h-harass y-you"
Please stop. You're making it worst.
"I d-didn't mean to d-do tha-at"
Stop!
I grabbed his hand and pull him inside. I closed and locked the door slowly not wanting to bother anyone anymore. Muli ko siyang drinag papuntang taas at nagsara ng pinto sa kwarto. Pumunta ako sa closet ko at naghanap.
"E-elia-ah..."
Hinagis ko ang towel sa kaniya at ang damit at short na napili ko. "Change and we'll talk" ang sabi ko na hindi siya titingnan sa mata at umalis sa kwarto.
What was he thinking!?
I went down to the kitchen. Nag-init ako ng tubig para sa gatas. Nalaman ko kasi na masprefered niya ang gatas kesa sa kape based from Christie ng ihanda ko siya ng gat-
Bakit ako gumagawa ng gatas para sa kaniya!?
Huminto ako sa ginagawa ko.
Pero kailangan niya to and besides..... Coach niya 'ko.
Nagpatuloy ako sa paghahanda. Ininit ko yung natitirang ramen which is by the way ay marami pa. Dinagdagan ko lang ng ibang spices at ready to go na. Naglagay ako sa bowl at nakatimpla na ng gatas. Nilagay ko sila sa bed tray at nagsimulang maglakad ng may gumulat sa'kin. I let out a yelp.
"I thought I heard something." she yawned. She's leaning on the kitchen opening.
"Ma?" ang panigurado ko.
"The one and only."
"What are you d-"
"I should be the one asking you that. What are you doing up at" she glanced at the wall clock in the kitchen "1:31 a.m?" she gave me a blank stare. "And what are those?"she pointed at the bed tray.
"A ramen in a bowl, a glass of milk on a bed tray" I deadpanned.
She gave me a raised perfect eyebrow.
I sighed. "Kiyan's here."
~ ~ ~ ~
"You really don't have to Marci-san" Kiyan pleaded. Yes, he plead.
"It's okay son, I told you, I've washed Lester's underwear back in the days when they were young."
"It's different now." Kiyan insisted.
"And plus, I really wanted to try to wash clothes for my son. Alam mo naman na puro kami babae sa bahay. I wanted to try something new. So let me be your mother!" ang pagbrush off ni mama sa sinabi ni Kiyan.
I facepalm myself. Mama naman eh.. Ako sana ang maglalagay ng damit ni Kiyan sa washing machine kaso nakipag-argue pa kasi sa'kin kaya ayun nang marinig ni mama ay nagvolunteer agad.
Natigilan si Kiyan and was contemplating. He sighed. "This is so embarrasing."
"Neh.. I've been through worst. You should have met my husband. Everytime he comes home, there are different stain in his clothes. But.. Mostly dirt. He played basketball too. He's actually a coach. He's-"
"Ma..." I trailed.
"Right. I'll be back with your clothes dry." sabi niya at nagwave sa'min bago sinara ang pinto.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Tables Have Turned
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