Jazmine Ellaine Monique Fuentabelia-mas kilala sa pangalang Jem. A well-known actress who is idolized by many. Her life was almost perfect, pero nang dahil sa mapaglarong tadhana may nalaman siya na dapat matagal niya nang nalaman.
One day, after sh...
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JEM's POV
"Uhhh... hey?" Napabalik nalang ako sa katinu-an ng bigla niyang pinitik ang noo ko.
"Awww" paghawak ko sa noo.
"Ah I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to—"
"No, no it's fine. I just overreacted" at ngumiti para sabihin sa kanya na okay lang talaga. Pero ang totoo niyan—
"Yeah its fine, pasalanat ka na pogi ka"I mumbled underneath my breath.
Pero nagulat ako ng bigla siyang tumawa ng malakas dahilan para mapatingin sa amin ang mga costumers dito.
"So you think I'm handsome?" At nagpogi sign pa siya pagkatapos sabihin yun.
Tila parang binuhusan ako ng tubig. Wait... narinig niya yun? nakakaintindi siya ng Tagalog? Tapos yun pa ang sinabi ko?
"Hey you're face is turning red, are you blushing?" Then he left out a soft chuckle.
"Hayop ka! Bakit hindi mo sinabi na nakakaintindi ka ng Tagalog?!" Pasigaw kong tanong.
"You didn't ask" kibit-balikat niyang sagot, which made me shut my mouth.
Oo nga naman. The first time we had conversation on that cafe, and I couldn't even recall asking him about his private life. I mean, bakit ko naman gagawin yun? Private nga diba?
"Honestly? You don't look like a Filipina to me"
"Excuse me? I may not look like a pure Filipina but at least my heart is." Pagmamalaki ko sa sarili.
After I said that he laughed again, but not like the irritating way. "Okay chill. I'm just saying that you look more like a foreigner... Ah— wait, aren't you an actress?" I just nod to answer his question and then ate the ice cream that's left in the bowl.
"So that explains why you looked so familiar to me the first time we met"
"My father is an American while my mother is a Filipino." I explained. "I grew up here in Korea but we migrated in the Philippines while I was 10, that explains it why I could speak in Korean language. I don't really remember what happened in my childhood though, that's just what I was told"
"Oh. We actually have something in common. We're just the same, My father is a Korean while my mother is a Filipino and I also don't exactly remember my childhood but Mom and Dad said that we've lived here before we flew to US when I was 8."
Hindi namin alam kung bakit bigla kaming napatawa but all I know is that, I enjoyed talking with him.
I felt at ease talking to him, at parang nagliliparan ang mga paru-paro sa tiyan ko. And my heart skip a beat everytime he laugh.
Sandali...
Does this mean na nakamove-on na ako? Isn't it way too fast? No. Impossible, parang pinipiga parin ang puso ko everytime I remember what they did to me.
"Hey you're spacing out again. Is there something bothering you? You can tell me about it though"
"Nothing really... it's just that" I heaved a heavy sigh before telling him what happened and the reason why I flew here in Korea.
"Well, he's a bastard for doing that to you. You're too fragile to be hurt by a moron like him." I didn't know what to say. His words calmed my heart down.
"Hey, it's okay. If you're worried about me, then don't I'm fine now and I'm moving on." Pagpapakalma ko sa kanya. If he can calm my heart, then I need to do him a favour and calm him down right now.
After that, he changed the topic at nag tanong-tanong tungkol sa mga paborito ko.
"Let me think... well, I do love strawberries. And I always take some lollipops wherever I go. I know, it's a little childish but, that's me."
"Not childish at all" Then he smiled na dahilan kung bakit napangiti din ako.
"Uhm, can I just call you Jaz? It's fine if You don't want to—" I cut him off before he could finish.
"You can call me anything you want basta payag kang tawagin kitang Aiden" saglit siyang napatulala at agad din ngumiti.
"Deal" at nilahad niya ang palad na agad ko ding tinangap. We shook hands afterwards.
"Can we also exchange numbers?" Nakakamot siya sa ulo na tila bang nahihiya.
H-he looks so cute...
"Uhm. Sure?" I wasn't really hesitant when he asked that but, that's just how it came out from my mouth.
"Haha, I know you can't resist my handsomeness right? You actually said it yourself."
"Oh, shut up"
After we exchanged numbers, nagpaalam na siya na umuwi kasi daw, baka hinahanap na siya sa kanila.
Instead of heading out, I decided to order another ice cream with strawberry flavour.
Ng makaupo na ako, nagulat ako ng nay biglang humawak sa braso ko. I was close to slap this guy kung hindi ko lang nakita kung sino— si Kuya Lex.
For the second time. Nakalimutan ko naman siya. Is it a coincidence though? Everytime na nakakalimutan ko siya, I'm always with Aiden.
"So that's the guy who gave you a ride yesterday. Hmmm... not bad" Not bad? Pasado sa taste niya si Aiden? Bading ba talaga siya? Kaya ba ayaw niyang tinatawag ko siyang Kuya? Ginagamit niya pang excuse ang age gap namin. Well then, pagbibigyan ko siya.
"Lex?"
"What?" Patanong niyang sagot.
"Are you gay?"
"What the hell Jem?!" He shouted, his face turning red. Pinatahimik naman siya agad ng waiter.
"So, bakla ka nga? Don't worry we'll still accept you if you really are one."
"You're talking nonsense. You better shut your—"He was about to cuss when my order exactly arrived in time. Did I ever mention that my cousin is a cussing machine?
Pagkatapos kong kumain, hinatid na ako ni Lex sa bahay ni Lola. Akala ko nung una ipapaharutot niya naman ang motor. Guess, I was wrong.
Ng makarating na kami. I got directly into my room and lied down on my bed. I didn't notice that I was too tired, when my eyelids felt heavy and all I could see was black.
"I'm going to marry you"
"But we're still young. And daddy told me that I won't be marrying anyone till I'm at the right age"
"Then I'll wait, when we both will be in the right age, I will marry you for sure"
Agad akong napabangon na puno ng pawis dahil sa panaginip na iyon. My heart was like being chased because of the way it's beating.
In the dream, there was the 7 years old me and a little boy but I couldn't see his face clearly.
I can say that it was a dream for how many times I want but it can't change the fact that it felt so real.
