Engagement Chaos

Chapter 9

I woke up through sound of the doorbell which made me groaned. Have I ever mentioned that I hated if anyone disturbs my sleep? I got out of the bed feeling livid and was ready to kill the bastard behind my front door until I remember what happened last night.

Death will cook breakfast for me.

My anger quickly melted and replaced by a strange feeling. I suddenly became excited. Mabilis pa akong pumunta sa harap ng salamin para makita kung anong itsura ko. But I quickly grimaced when I saw how horrible I looked.

Muling tumunog ang doorbell at bigla akong nag-panic. Merda! I can't let Death see me like this!

Agad akong kumuha ng twalya para sana maligo nang mapatigil ako. Why am I acting this way anyway? He already saw my morning face when he gave me the coffee beans last time. Sigurado akong mas malala pa ang itsura ko noon dahil kulang na kulang ako sa tulog noon. Mukha siguro akong sabog nung mga panahon na iyon.

I suddenly wanted to hide my face.

Tumunog ulit ang doorbell. I groaned and decided to wash my face to removed the dirt. Bakit kasi hindi ako fresh kapag nagigising? Unlike yung ibang mga babae na nakakapag-post pa ng "Woke up like this" photos nila.

I groaned again. When did I become so insecure about other girls? I hate this feeling!

Dahil naka-underwear lang ako kapag natutulog ay nagbihis na lang ako ng malaking shirt at isang shorts. I combed my hair with my fingers before finally went down to open the door.

Ang nakangiting mukha ni Death ang sumalubong sa akin. Damn, those smile! I want to take a picture of it and stare at it everytime when I'm feeling down! Nakakadala kasi ang mga ngiti nya. Awtomatikong napangiti na rin tuloy ako.

"Good morning!" he even greeted me. His mismatched eyes were twinkling with the sunlight.

Kung ganito lang ang bubungad sayo sa araw-araw ay masaya talagang gumising.

"Good morning. Pasok ka." niluwagan ko pa ang bukas ng pinto para makapasok sya.

"I cooked hangover soup for you." ngiting ngiting sabi nya nang makapasok at itinaas pa ang maliit na casserole na dala nya. I smiled when I smelled the food.

"Smells delicious."

"And tastes delicious too."

Napatawa ako at magkasabay kaming pumunta sa may dining area. Umupo ako at sya naman ay kumuha ng bowl at kutsara. Sya na rin ang naglagay ng soup doon. He put the bowl in front of me bago sya umupo sa tapat ko.

"Ikaw?" I asked dahil isang bowl lang ang kinuha nya.

"Nah. I'm good." he said. Nagkibit balikat na lang ako kahit na alam kong maiilang lang ako nang ako lang ang kakain ngayon.

"Pinag-aralan mo bang lutuin 'to dahil madalas kang mag-lasing?" tanong ko na lang para mawala ang pagkailang ko at sumandok ng soup.

He chuckled at my question. "Hindi. But it says that it was effective against hangovers based on korean dramas."

Napataas ang kilay ko. "Didn't know that you're a fan of kdrama." sabi ko bago isubo ang kutsarang may laman ng soup na niluto nya.

The moment I tasted the soup, my mouth wanted more. Merda! Death's cooking should be illegal! This was just a simple soup and yet he managed to cook this very well! He was right! This soup smells and tastes delicious! Nakakatanggal nga ng hangover kahit wala naman talaga akong hangover!

"Yung kaibigan ko ang fan ng kdramas. She wanted me to learn how to cook hangovers soup. Apparently, madalas daw syang maglasing noon." tuwang tuwang kwento nya pero napakunoot naman ang noo ko.