#UM17
"I really like him." I sighed and pouted. "I just don't know how to start telling it to Mommy."
"Just tell it straightly! There's nothing wrong to have a suitor, I'm sure Tita Gabbana will understand you!" si Behati, sumimsim sa kanyang mango shake.
"Hindi, e. Sasabihin ko pero saan ako mag-uumpisa? Paano?"
Huminga siya ng malalim. "Teka lang, patingin nga niyang manliligaw mo!"
I let her see Chancent's album in my cell phone and I watched her while swiping the pictures—she was so awed by his pictures.
"Seriously? Hala, ang good looking naman nito! Model ba siya? Anong trabaho? Mukhang mayaman, oh..." she mumbled in awe.
"No, he's the running CEO of their company." I sighed.
Nalaglag ang panga niya.
"Oh, God!" she gasped. "How could you be so stupid to think that your Mommy won't like him as your suitor? Baka nga ipakasal ka agad sa kanya kapag nakilala niya 'to! Come on, he has a name and he's a C-E-fucking-O! Your Mom was strict because you were surrounded by school boys that doesn't have their own money yet!"
I shrugged. Okay, she doesn't really know Gabbana Miramontes-Placido. Hindi niya alam kung paano gumagana ang utak at mga desisyon ni Mommy para sa akin, I know that Chance is a good catch but...
"Well, he's five years older than me. You think she'll like that gap?"
Mommy was even older than Papa, one of the reasons why they didn't vibe. I don't know what would she think about Chancent. It's been three days, malapit na bumalik si Chance sa Davao at hindi pa rin ako nakakatyempo na makausap si Mommy tungkol sa kanya.
Umuurong ang dila ko, nababahag ang buntot ko.
"So? Why does it matter? Mas maganda nga iyang mga older men dahil sila iyong may nagagawa na sa buhay, may sariling pera at nagtatrabaho. 'Tsaka hello, ang guwapo at hot nito sobra." Kumunot ang noo niya. "Where and how did you meet? I need a man like this, sawang-sawa na ako mag-aral. Baka kapag nagkaboyfriend ako ng ganito, puwede na akong magbuhay reyna at papakasalan ko na."
I laughed a bit and shook my head, inabala niya ang sarili sa pagtingin ng pictures ni Chancent. She even asked his social media accounts and that wasn't a big deal to me, I know she wouldn't message him intentionally—she'll just stalk.
My days went better, Chancent was updating me every little detail of his whereabouts. He usually stays at home and he was attending some meetings with their boards. I was happy that he never made me feel left behind, I was never outdated about him.
"I'm not really a jealous man, Sileas." He shook his head slightly. "If I don't see anything wrong and suspicious, then, I'll be fine with your other activities or guy friends."
"Ah, ganyan ka maging boyfriend?" may hagikgik kong tanong.
"Sometimes." He laughed.
I gasped. "Sometimes? Then, how are you as a boyfriend most of the time? Madalas ka bang magselos or ano?"
"No, I don't put malice in everything my partner does behind my back because it's a choice. I don't get jealous that much because for me, jealousy is immaturity."
Medyo dismayado ako sa paniniwala niyang iyon, paano naging immaturity iyon? It's normal!
"Good that you're not a clingy one."
Iyon lang ang nasabi ko kahit ang dami kong nalalaman sa kanya, does being jealous is really a sign of immaturity? Hindi naman siguro masamang magselos kasi ang selos ay pakiramdam na hindi napipigilan. How I wish to have an unbothered mind that wouldn't put anything to any situation like other people.
