A Coffee Love Story

Leigh Ann & Oliver

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Hindi ko mapigilang mapangiti habang inaalala ang una naming pagkikita. That was summer of 2010, at dahil sobrang init ng panahon ay madalas akong nakatambay sa Pink Oven, isang coffee shop na malapit sa university namin.

I was alone that time since ako lang ang kumuha ng summer class sa aming magba-barkada. Mahirap na ang maraming load since graduating na ako sa pasukan. Madalas pagkatapos ng klase saka ako dumidiretso sa Pink Oven, either para tumambay o kaya ituloy ang research papers ko.

Naaalala ko pa rati, lagi akong may dalang camera, either my mirrorless camera or my Polaroid. Hilig ko talaga ang kumuha ng mga larawan, kahit ano basta maganda sa paningin ko ay kinukuhanan ko ng litrato.

One day, I was trying to take a picture of a dog. Glass wall lang ng Pink Oven ang naghihiwalay sa aming dalawa. Its paws were up the glass like he's begging me for food, and I couldn't resist its adorableness. Walang pag-aalinlangang kinuha ko ang camera kong nakapatong sa lamesa. I was about to take its picture when someone picked him up. My camera followed the dog, at nang makita ko ang mukha ng pumulot sa kaniya ay parang may sariling buhay ang daliri ko at pinindot ang shutter button ng camera ko. Oh crap!

I heard the film drop on the table but my eyes were still glued on the guy holding the dog. He's handsome, like artista-level handsome. Perfectly shaped brows, hazelnut brown eyes, rosy lips, even his slightly crooked nose looked appealing to me. I really did check him out, didn't I?

My eyes were still at the viewfinder of the camera when he looked at me and winked. And my damn fingers pressed the shutter button... again. Holy crap, I groaned in frustration.

Pasimple kong ibinaba ang camera sa lamesa saka dinampot ang Caramel Macchiato na in-order ko kanina. Patay-malisya akong uminom doon at iniiwas ang tingin mula sa glass wall ng coffee shop. I pretended that nothing happened, until someone came to my table.

"Uhm, miss..." Matalim ang mga matang tiningnan ko ang nagsalita, pero agad din akong natigilan nang makita kung sino ito. "Is this seat taken?"

Oh god, it's the handsome guy outside the coffee shop minus the adorable dog.

Bahagyang napaawang ang labi ko nang mapagmasdang mabuti ang mukha niya. Mas gwapo pa pala siya sa malapitan. Hindi ko alam, pero parang nakadagdag pa sa karisma niya ang maliit na pilat sa ibabaw ng kaliwang bahagi ng labi niya. My eyes trailed on his physique and I silently cussed when I saw his built. Damn, even his white long sleeved polo couldn't hide his toned body. Parang ang sarap tanggalin nito para makita ang full view—

"Excuse me? Miss?" Oh my god, Leigh. Did you just check him out? Damn, what is wrong with me! I cleared my throat and nodded. Obvious namang walang nakaupo sa harap ko. Why does he even need to ask?

Nakaramdam ako ng kaunting pagkailang nang tuluyan na siyang nakaupo.

"Oliver Ramirez." Tumaas ang kanang kilay ko nang may inilapag siya sa gitna ng lamesa. Tissue? May trash bin naman sa entrance, why drop it on my table? "In case you need a model, I'm up for the job. Just call me," dagdag niya sabay kindat sa akin.

Napaawang ang labi ko. Did he just volunteer himself? Woah, the confidence. Sasagot pa sana ako pero agad siyang tumayo at iniwan akong nakaawang ang labi at tulala. Wala sa loob na pinulot ko ang tissue na inilapag niya sa lamesa. And I burst out laughing when I read the note written on it.

"I'm no photographer, but I can picture us together. ;)" – Oliver R. 09*********

Seryoso ba 'to? Iniwan talaga niya sa akin ang number niya? Am I that obvious kanina? Napapailing na itinupi kong muli ang tissue at ibinulsa sa suot kong pantalon. As if I'm going to call or text him anyway. Plus I don't think I'm going to see him again since hindi siya mukhang tagarito sa amin.