IKA-NAPULO'G UNOM

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CALL..

Days and weeks passed and I felt relieved dahil hindi na nag-cross pa ang landas naming dalawa. And finally, I feel like I am starting to forget him.

Paglabas ko ng building ng kompanya, I immediately smiled at tapos tumakbo ako papalapit sa kanya at niyakap siya.

Niyakap niya rin ako ng mahigpit.

“Nakakatampo ka. Grabe ka magpa-miss,” sabi ko na ikinatawa niya.

He traveled for a business seminar, at hindi kami nagkita for 3 days. Ngayon lang siya nakabalik.

“Aside from being your boyfriend, I’m a businessman. I have no choice.”

Umalis ako sa yakap at sinamaan siya ng tingin.

“Choose. Work or me?” sabi ko para biruin siya.

“Of course you. That’s why I’m working para may ibubuhay ako sa’yo.”

Napatawa ako dahil sa sagot niya.

“I can feed myself,” sabi ko.

“It’s the husband’s duty to treat his wife like a queen. That’s why I’m working like hell right now para pag kinasal tayo you don’t have to work.”

“Yah, you and your corny lines. Sure ka talagang never ka pa nakipagdate before?” sabi ko.

He pinch my nose.

“Nosy lady. I missed you,” he said and then he hugged me again.

Pinagbuksan niya ako ng pinto ng sasakyan.

“Thank you gentleman," sabi ko dahilan para mapatawa siya.

“My pleasure lady,” he answered.

Pumasok na rin siya sa kotse, started the engine, and off we go.

“I demand a date,” sabi ko at pinagkrus ang braso ko.

He chuckled.

“Tomorrow ma’am.”

I pouted.

“Why? Gusto ko ngayon na agad.”

“Kahit gusto ko man, I’m tired. I drove myself for like 6 hours at dumiretso na ako sa’yo because I want to see you badly. Wala pa nga akong ligo. I need rest ma’am," sabi niya.

“Wala ka pang ligo? Kaya pala nangangamoy,” pang-aasar ko.

“What? Sure?” inamoy-amoy niya ang sarili niya. “Do I smell?”

I smiled at umiling.

“Joke lang. Bango mo nga eh.”

Kaka-inlove tuloy.

Kinuha niya ang kamay ko and then he intertwined our hands.

“Music?” tanong niya.

“No need, I know you don’t like playing--” I stopped.

What am I thinking?!

He’s not Khy for goodness sake Karen!

“Sure,” I said instead and turned on the radio.

Wtf self!

“Are you tired?” tanong ko.

He drove for 6 hours and now he’s driving me home.

“Nah-ah, nangangalay ako but I want to take you home. I haven’t seen you for days. Do you know what a torture that was?”

Tinawanan ko lang siya.

Nung narating namin ang harap ng building ng apartment ko, pareho kaming bumaba.

“Lock your door. Don’t open it for anyone okay?”

“Yes sir,” I said cheerfully.

Hinawakan niya ako sa braso at niyakap.

“I always feel sleepy kapag ikaw kasama ko," he confessed.

“Ganun ako ka boring?”

“No. I am that comfortable around you.”

“Sus palusot,” pabiro kong sabi.

Biglang nag-ring ang phone ko kaya umalis siya sa yakap.

WTF! Why is he calling?

I hesitated but answered it anyway.

“Hello?”

[Hello po?]

Naalis ko ang phone sa tenga ko and checked once again kung sino ang tumawag.

It says ‘Khy’ in my phone, so bakit iba ang boses?

Inilagay ko ulit ang phone ko sa tenga.

“Sino to?”

[Kilala niyo po ba si Mr. Khyree Lostido?]

“Yes why?”

[I don’t know who else should I call, kaya yung nasa pina recent call nalang niya ang tinawagan ko.]

“Bakit po?”

[Garcia Hospital po ito. Na-aksidente po si Mr. Lostido.]

“WHAT?!”

Napatingin ako kaagad kay Ran.

“Why? What’s the matter?” nag-aalala niyang tanong.

“Key,” sabi ko lang at inilahad ang kamay ko.

“Why?” naguguluhan niyang tanong.

“Just give me your key! I need to go to the hospital!” natataranta kong sabi.

What happened to him? Okay lang ba siya? Hindi naman siguro grabe?

Why the f*ck did he got into an accident? And why the f*ck am I crying?!

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