She Doesn't Need A Crown

Chapter 5: Anger Arises.

Warning: Hindi pa nap-proofread so please, bear with the wrong grammar and spelling. Thank you!

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For two days, I wasn't talking to anybody. Tanging iling at tango lang ang naisasagot ko. If words are needed, it doesn't exceed for six words.

Sa una tinatanong nila kung anong problema pero kalaunan, kapag hindi ako sumagot at tinignan ko lang sila, they would only think that I wasn't in the mood. Iyon lang.

The moody me is a part of me. At akala nila nitong mga nakaraang araw, ay kasama sa mga araw na wala ako sa mood. I wasn't entertaining any questions that's why I let them think what they want to think.

I still feel bad about what that guy has told me. I'm a coward, huh? Hindi ko alam kung bakit ko bini-big deal ang mga sinasabi niya. Samantalang mas malaking problema ang pagkalat ng issue about sa nangyaring halik na hindi naman talaga sinadya.

Sinabihan ka lang niya ng duwag, Willa. The hell? You heard worse than that. Worst, even.

"Anak, did you receive the money that I sent you?" Tanong ni Mommy mula sa kabilang linya.

I'm currently on my way to the supermarket to buy groceries while Mom and Dad attended a business trip. Umalis kasi silang dalawa kaninang umaga kasama ng ibang family namin sa mother side.

Hindi ako sumama dahil may class pa ako at ayaw nila kaming um-absent ni Hans. Three days daw sila roon sa Laguna to have fun and talk about some business stuffs. At dahil paubos na ang food supplies namin sa bahay, I grabbed the chance to find a way to entertain myself. I'll probably cook some dishes that I know. Dati kasi ay hilig ko ang palihim na manood kay Mommy. Though, akala nila ay wala akong interes sa mga gawaing bahay, dahil sa curiousity ko ay natuto ako kahit papaano.

Buti na lamang at wala akong pasok ngayong Wednesday. Free day ko ngayon. Si Hans lang ang meron pero maaga ang uwi niya. Sana before siya umuwi, makapagluto na ako. Siguradong aasarin ako ng asungot na 'yon kapag nakita niya akong nangingialam sa kitchen. Siya kasi ang nakatoka sa paglilinis at nabibwisit siya sa pagiging makalat ko.

"Yes, Mom."

"Okay, mamaya na lang ulit ako tatawag. Basta huwag mong kakalimutan bumili ng condiments, ha? Maghahanap 'yang kapatid mo mamaya, paubos na iyong mga nasa bahay," bilin niya sa akin.

Tinulak ko ang glass door ng supermarket at kumuha ng push cart.

"Noted, Mom. Ingat," I ended the call and proceed on picking products that my mom listed on a paper.

I bought some condiments, soda, meat, fruits and even hygienic product and toiletries. I estimated the total price of the things I put inside the cart. Hindi naman siguro kukulangin ang pera na pinadala ni Mommy through online bank.

I was almost done picking soda when my mom called again.

"Why?"

"I forgot to ask you, 'nak. Did you wear the clothes I bought for you?" Tanong niya. "Sinabi ko na sayo bago ako umalis, 'di ba? Did you do what I told you, Kitty?"

"Opo," tipid kong sagot.

"Weh?"

"Hala siya. Ayaw maniwala."

Napakamot ako ng kilay.

"Sige nga, kung sinuot mo talaga, give me the details of the clothes you're wearing right now," paninigurado niya.

Ngumiwi ako. Si Mommy talaga. Since that day I promised to her that I'll wear all the clothes she wanted me to wear in exchange of that closet I wanted, sumuko na ako sa pagrereklamo kung gaano ka-ikli ang mga damit kong isususuot sa mga susunod na araw. Ginusto ko 'to, e. Saka kung ito lang naman ang matino kong gagawin para mapasaya ang Mommy, then fine. I would embrace these like it's my kind of clothes.