Kismet's Cultivation [Metanoia Series 1]

Kismet 32 🌱

"I love you," I told him then pressed my cheek on his shoulder, while facing his neck. My hand touched his adam's apple as I watched his face. His arms remained around my body.

"I love you more," He said then gave me a quick kiss. "Am I the reason you're here and not on the exhibit?"

I nodded then pouted.

"Why?"

"I'm afraid when I get here, you're not here anymore. Baka umalis ka. O kaya baka matunton ka na ng mga naghahanap sa'yo."

Lumayo ako sa kaniya para matitigan siya sa mata.

" 'Wag ka magagalit ha? I kept it from you. May pulis na pumunta noon sa office. Nagtatanong sa'yo. Hindi ko alam pero alam pakiramdam ko may lead na sila." I touched his face when it darkened. "Hindi ko naiintindihan. Missing lang naman ang sabi pero bakit parang wanted ka? Ano ba ang mangyayari kapag nakita ka nila?"

Ilang saglit siyang nanahimik. Halatang pinag-iisipan ang mga susunod na sasabihin.

"Let's not talk about it, okay?"

I pouted but nodded. Maybe he just doesn't want to ruin the mood. Yeah. Baka 'yon nga.

He gave me a peck again. Hindi ko tuloy naiwasang mamula ang pisngi. Kanina pa kasi kami. Para kamign sabik sa isa't isa na bawat topic 'ata namin kung hindi ako, siya naman ang hahalik sa akin.

"You should take the opportunity," he said after a comforting silence between us.

Umayos ako ng pagkakaupo sa hita niya.

Umiling ako. "Ayoko na ulit na iwan ka."

He tucked strands of my hair that blocked my face when I shifted on his lap earlier.

"You should've."

"But you won't leave if you're on my shoes, right?"

"Depends," he caressed my face softly using his thumb. Agad akong nalungkot sa sagot niya. Hindi ko mawari pero kinakabahan ako sa mga sagot niya. Kasi pakiramdam ko, kung bibigyan kami muli ng sirkumstanya at kailangan naming iwan ang isa't isa, gagawin niya.

"But I waited for you unconsciously since the first time I saw you, Zyla. I waited for years when we fell apart and now, I'm here with you again. A week or a month is nothing if you go there," he said seriously.

Sumasakit ang dibdib ko dahil sa mga sinabi niya. It felt bittersweet. The unwanted thoughts earlier vanished and replaced by hope. He will wait here if I leave again. I felt overwhelmed, because of how tough his love for me is. That he waited for me that long and still willing to wait again. Samantalang ako...

I showered kisses on his face so he wouldn't see my wet eyes. I felt guilty. I felt I've done something wrong.

He chuckled on my action. The crisped on his laughter were music to my ears that I dont always hear. Parang musikang gustong ipagkait sa iba. At parang may kung anong mahika na pinapakalma ako.

"I'm serious Zyla. I'll always wait for you 'til I can. Kung mawala ka, hihintayin pa rin kita. Kung maiwan man kita, tandan mong lagi akong nag-iintay sa'yo saan man ako mapunta. Ive been loving you since I couldn't remember. I don't think I could ever love anyone the way I love you."

Parang sasabog ang dibdib ko sa mga salitang nanggagaling sa kaniyang mga bibig. The way he confessed and showed me how much he loves me push my tears of happiness to its brink. I am happy and yet, I couldn't disregard bad thoughts.

"But you won't let me go again, right?"

"Zyla, sometimes letting go is the best choice. Look at you now. You're doing what you love. Successful. Im glad I let you go."