Naked Series 1
A healthy relationship doesn't just revolve around butterflies and kiligs, a healthy relationship is something that helps you both grow together. But not every relationship comes to a happy ending, some just end there, and some find t...
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I was busy browsing through some catalog of potential condo units given to me by Liarra when I heard a few soft knocks on my door.
"Amyrtelle? Are you done getting ready? Kakain na, anak. I'll be waiting downstairs," ani ng marahang boses ni Mama sa kabilang panig ng pinto.
"I'll go down po in five minutes, Ma," sagot ko at maingat na iniipit sa libro ang papel na hawak ko.
Napahinga ako nang malalim at marahang napahaplos sa dibdib ko dahil sa kaba. I can't believe I'd be doing these kinds of things at this age. It's a good thing Mama doesn't come inside my room unless I give her permission. I'm not yet ready to go against her wishes, but I also don't want to stay caged beside her either.
I will soon be graduating, so moving out from our house is the first thing to do, but I know too well that Mama will be so against it. She treats me as if I'm still her 7-year-old daughter who doesn't want to let go of the hem of her skirt.
I finally stood up and took my bag to go downstairs for breakfast.
Pababa ako ng hagdan nang makarinig ako ng tawanan sa baba. May bisita si Mama?
"Ma-" Nabitin sa ere ang sasabihin ko nang makita ko kung sinong impakto ang nakaupo sa hapag namin. Anong ginagawa ng lalaking 'yan dito nang ganito kaaga?
Pasimple ko siyang inirapan bago ako lumapit kay Mama upang humalik sa pisnge niya. "Good morning po."
"Good morning too. Maupo ka na, we shouldn't keep our visitor waiting." Ngumiti ito at inimuestra ang upuang katapat ni Vince.
I internally rolled my eyes and sat on the chair beside Mama's. Ang aga-aga may masamang espiritu na agad na nambubulabog, nakawawalang gana kumain.
"I told you to dry your hair properly, didn't I? Basa na 'yong likod mo, oh!" sermon ni Mama nang mapansin ang likurang bahagi ng damit ko.
"It's fine, Ma. Matutuyo din po 'yan," napapangusong sagot ko.
"You keep telling me to stop treating you like a child yet you still act like one. What should I do with you?" nakukunsumeng tanong niya bago tumayo at kumuha ng towel sa drawer ng kitchen counter.
"Pasensya ka na, hijo. My daughter can be a hard-headed brat sometimes," biro ni Mama bago sinimulang tuyuin ang buhok ko.
I looked up to him when I heard him chuckle. He's sitting there as if he's watching some sort of an entertaining tv drama.
"My Amyrtelle could be sharp-tongued at times but she's actually a sweet child, so I hope that you won't take her words out of context," Mama said amicably.
I breathed in disbelief. "Ma! That's TMI!" nagmamaktol na angal ko.
"Was she rude to you?" she asked dismissively while flicking her hand on me.
