Los Solteros 1: Irresistible Sensation

Chapter Nineteen

"WHAT?! BA'T NGAYON mo lang sa'min 'yan ni-report?!" natigilan kaming lahat nang marinig namin ang sigaw ni Troy. Galit ang itsura nito at tila hindi nagustuhan ang natanggap na tawag. It's a Sunday morning and we are all in the dining area to eat our breakfast. Katabi ko si Gabriel at kasalukuyan ko itong sinusubuan ng pagkain. Ang yaya naman ni Gabriel ay nasa ko naman at nahihiyang kumain dahil inaya ko s'yang sumabay na.

Gabriel looked at his Dad with curiosity. Nakita ko rin ang bahagya nitong pagkagulat kaya agad kong kinuha ang atensyon ng binata. "Troy."

Lumingon naman sa'min ang binata at doon pa nga lang nitong napansin na tumaas ang kanyang tono at nakita ng anak nito ang galit sa kanyang mukha. He immediately went to his room but he didn't forget to kiss Gabriel's forehead and he also kissed mine as well.

Napalabi ako nang bahagya sa ginawa nitong gesture. Namula ang pisngi ko but I completely ignored it.

"Is Dad mad at me?" Gabriel asked and I immediately turned my attention to him. I put the spoon back on his plate and caressed his sweet cute cheeks.

"Of course not, baby. He's not mad at you." I replied then I winked at him. "Because of work maybe."

Hindi ko inaasahan na maiintindihan ng bata ang sinabi ko pero natawa na lamang ito tapos ay nag-aya uling subuan ko s'ya.

This kid... he seems to be very smart. For his age, he was able to grasped the idea of having the truth slapped that he's not a biologically connected with Troy. At naawa ako dahil sa mura n'yang edad ay bakas na ang lungkot at takot nito.

Matapos kong malaman ang kwento kagabi kay Troy, halos gusto kong sumpain ang pamilyang nag-abandona sa kanya sa gitna ng malamig na gabi ng Amerika. 'Di man lang naawa sa bata. Kung ayaw naman pala nila sa baby, ba't sila gumawa in the first place? Regardless that he's not planned to happen, at least they should have the decency of taking full responsibility of their reckless action. I loathed people like them. And I don't consider their immaturity to understand them. Even the most immature human that I know has the balls to take the responsibility.

"Pakipaliguan na muna si Gabriel. Puntahan ko lang si Troy." Wika ko sa yaya nitong mga around my age lang.

This woman creeps me sometimes. She's too good to be true because she's so innocent and pure in the outside. Very conservative in any aspect. Pero ramdam kong may kimkim s'yang galit sa'kin. Mind you, girls instincts are somehow ninety-percent accurate when sensing danger and... threat.

"Sige po," tugon nito at binigyan ako ng kiming tango.

We are planning to go to church today because we promised the kid to have fun since it's Sunday. After that, we're going to an amusement park to spend the whole day with the kid.

Nang buksan ko ang pinto ng Master's bedroom ni Troy ay bumungad sa'kin ang galit nitong tono sa kausap.

"You have to know the bottom of it. Hindi pupwedeng nawalan tayo ng isandaang milyong piso nang isang gabi lang, Mr. Alcantara. The management didn't hire you there just for a display! I'm expecting an explanation and a resolution first thing in the morning tomorrow. Do you understand?!" rinig ko palahaw n'ya sa kausap and I was shocked about the news I accidentally heard.

"What the hell? Paanong kumalat ang isyu na 'yan sa media? Nakarating na ba 'to sa mga Fontanilla? You know that this won't be a good image since we're asking for their help on our upcoming project... then do something!"

"Tama ba yung narinig ko?" I asked Troy when he put down his phone. Nagulat ko naman ang binata pero binigyan niya ako ng isang malakas na buntung-hininga tapos ay naupo sa gilid ng kama. He slammed his hands on his face and stress was now being visible.