Call Me SHERLOCK

Miracle in Room 403

Hindi ko alam kung paano ako nakabalik sa motel na tinutuluyan ko given the fact na lutang ako sa nangyari kani-kanina lang. It even took me 3 drops of keys and five tries to poke it inside the door lock dahil nanginginig ang mga kamay ko.

Nang makapasok naman ako ay agad akong napabagasak na lang ako sa kama na parang lantang gulay. Pakiramdam ko kasi hinigop ni Rhian lahat ng lakas ko.

Ilang minuto din akong nakatulala lang sa may kesame at paulit ulit na inaalala ang mga naganap sa encounter namin.

What the hell is your game Rhian?!

Hanggang sa napagpasyahan kong tumayo at pumasok nalang sa banyo para maligo. I really need a cold shower. Baka sakaling mahimasmasan ang natuliro kong utak.

I reminded myself to get my head back to business. But it looks like my head had not really been on business since I first laid my eyes on her. If I'd been thinking straight, I would've called Bianca and told her that Rhian was safe and sound, then go back to Manila where I could've gone to Madam Gloria's restaurant and picked up any girls I wanted...

But instead, my mind wanted to be here with Rhian Ramos in the middle of this stranger place.

Itim na jogging pants at gray hoodie ang unang nabunot ko sa bag na dala ko kaya yun na lang ang isinuot ko.

Napangiwi ako nang bumalik ako sa kama. Ngayon ko lang napagtanto na wala man lang akong dalang kahit isang libro na pwede kong pagpapalipasan ng oras habang hindi pa ako inaantok. Mag aalas dyes na pero hindi pa ito ang madalas na oras na natutulog ako.

But when I pulled to open the drawer of the bedside table, nakita ko ang Gideons Bible...

Napabuntong hininga na lang ako...

Whatever. A book is a book, and the New Testament wasn't bad to read.

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Nakatulugan ko na ang pagbabasa ng bibliya. Sa naaalala ko, I was around the parable of the prodigal son.

Nagising ako dahil sa mga katok sa pinto ng room ko. Nakapatong pa ang bibliya sa dibdib ko habang ang eyeglasses ko naman ay nasa mukha ko pa din.

Mag aala una na ah. Sino naman ang magpapasyang kumatok ng dis oras ng gabi at mang iistorbo ng tulog?

Niligpit ko ang binabasa kong bible at ibinalik ito sa drawer saka dahan dahang lumapit sa pinto. Hindi ko ito binuksan, instead I place my eyes in the peephole to check whoever is the person in the other side of the door.

I'm surprise to see her. Not that I didn't expect her to because she already knew my place but to why she came in this time? Anong kailangan nya??!

Mu mind said, I shouldn't open the door. I knew I should tell her to leave. But I didn't have the courage. If I could feel her presence from a miles away, how much more when she was just on the other side of this door? It feels like something was reaching through my soul, pulling her towards me.

After a few minutes of deliberation, I opened the door and stepped back to let her in without saying a word. The second she entered the room it felt to me like the air inside the was changed. To tell you that the air conditioner is to cold that it makes me wear a jacket, but not anymore.

Dahan-dahan kong isinara ang pinto sa ka pinihit ang lock nito. Tanging ang bedside lampshade lang ang nagbibigay liwanag sa loob ng kwartong iyon, but her beauty radiates like how the sun shines in the middle of the sky.