Tux and Teardrops

Dos.

Inhale, exhale. Hinga lang, RJ. Kaya mo yan. Just a few steps more. Taas noo lang and smile from time to time.

You are almost there.

Don't let them see how anxiously affected you are right now walking down the isles. Derecho lang ang tingin. This will be over before you know it.

Oh god, finally. Lord, pagpasensyahan mo na po kung mapapamura nalang bigla from time to time habang nasa loob ako ng bahay mo ha. Sa isip ko lang naman po. Pasensya na. I'll do my best to keep it in an absolute minimum.

Pucha naman kasi bakit ba dapat isa isa? Tapos ang bagal bagal pa. Mamaya na kayo magpacute sa camera, please! Ugh, Alexa was planning a big entourage for our supposed wedding. I can only imagine my stress habang naghihintay siguro sa kanya. Ugh!

Leche. Alexa na naman! Gago ka, gago! Erase erase!

Sa wakas! Kristoff, you are one lucky guy, dude. Elena looks amazing! Awww.. Okay, let's get this over and done with.

Aw shit. Vows. Ugh.

"And with the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, Mr. and Mrs. Mendoza!"

Finally!!!! Now, can I go?

Picture taking. Kelangan pa ba to? Nakngtokwa.

"RJ, dude. Sige na, mauna ka na sa reception. Okay na, tapos na yung ceremony. Malaya ka na. Langya ka, pare. Para kang magcocollapse!"

"I did this for you, you a--"

"Bunganga mo, gago ka."

"Ay wow, nakakahiya sayo eh noh? Sige, mauna na ako sa reception. Pero we still have a deal, pare. Umattend ako dito sa simbahan, no wedding speeches from me later, okay? Lalayasan talaga kita mamaya once you hand me over a mic for a speech. Don't you dare."

"Oo na!"

"Okay, I'll go ahead. Sabihin mo nalang kay Elena."

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Wine glasses clanging, laughters echoing, the room buzzed with excited chatter and children running all over the place.

As the scraping sound of the chairs spread across the room, the applauding folks got up for a standing ovation as the newly weds entered the room with happy smiles and intertwined hands.

RJ has never seen his bestfriend happier. And he couldn't even believe he was there to witness it.

He hate weddings. Hindi naman sya pinanganak at lumaki na ayaw sa kasal pero for some cliché personal reason, he has no further interest in entertaining the idea of weddings.

But when Kristoff asked him to be his best man, he couldn't find the heart to say no.

However, he may have survived the tux and the flowers and the wedding festivities, but he felt like he couldn't take another minute inside the reception. Kung pwede lang umalis ng maaga, ginawa na nya. Techincally, he could. But he promised Kristoff he will stay in exchange of not forcing him in giving any wedding speeches whatsoever.

Hindi ko na kaya, I need a smoke. Sana hindi maalinsangan sa labas, papahangin nalang muna ako. Ay shet, nasa sasakyan yung yosi ko pala. Buti na lang sa malapit ko lang naipark yung sasa--

Tangina. Ang hiling ko lang masarap na hangin. Hindi ulan. Napakaswerte ko naman talaga ngayong araw. Woo!

Okay, it's either bumalik ako sa loob at makisali sa sayawan or susugurin ko tong ulan sa ngalan ng yosi.

*Nope, definitely not the dancing. Yosi it is. Buti nalang hindi ako ang nagpagawa nitong tux na to.*

After he calculated how far he should run, he took off his coat, lower his head, and placed it on top of his.

Despite the slippery floor, he ran at full speed with his eyes focused directly to his black Porsche. When he was half way there..

"Aaaagggghhh!! Aray namaaaan! Oh my god! Yung damit ko! Anak ng tokwa naman oh. Bulag ka ba? Shet, yung dress ni Ja. Aaaarrrggghhh!!"

"Susmaryosep! Aray ko! Pare, ano ba?"

"Excuse me! Anong pare? Naka-dress, pare? Naka-heels, pare?"

"Ba naman! Hindi ka ba tumitingin sa dinadaanan mo?"

"Langya! Baka ikaw! Besides, kung nakatingin ka rin, hindi tayo magsasalpukan dito. Ugh! Basa na ko, paano pa ko pupunta sa kasal nito!"

"Kasal?"

"Ay hindi. Binyag. Pupunta ako ng binyag."

"Sya na nga nakabangga, sya pa suplada." He said as he gets up and dust off some dirt from his pants.

"Anong binubulong bulong mo?"

"Wala. Here, let me help you up." He lend a hand but she tap it off.

"I can manage."

Sige, Meng. Kaya mo yan. Heels pa more, bes. Heels at off-shoulder dress habang may bagyo. Ay tagumpay! Mahusay! Leche! Kapag napagtripan ka nga nama--

"Kung tinanggap mo yung tulong ko, kanina ka pa sana nakatayo dyan, Miss."

"Anong pake mo? Eh ayaw ko pang tumayo agad."

"Lasing ka ba, Miss?"

"Adik ka ba, Sir?"

"Maine!!!!"

"Tita Rubs! Oh my god, finally!"

"Anong nangyari sayo? Kanina ka pa hinihintay ng pinsan mo. Akala ni Kristoff, hindi mo na naman kami sisiputin."

"I'm sorry I'm super late, Tita. Traffic po tapos naligaw pa ako."

At halos isang oras rin po akong tumambay sa harap ng salamin habang pinipilit ang sarili ko na magpunta dito. Yaay.

"Oo nga raw. At naabutan ka pa ng ulan!"

"Minamalas lang, Tita."

"Pinsan mo si Kristoff?"

"Ano?"

"Tinatanong ko kung pinsan mo si Kristoff?"

"Uh, excuse me but, who are you?"

"Huy, sungit! Si RJ yan, yung best man. Bestfriend ni Kristoff. RJ, hijo. Hinahanap ka na dun. Halina kayong dalawa sa loob. Sus ginoo! Basang basa na kayo."

"Ah sige, Tita. Susunod po ako, kukunin ko lang yung pamalit ko sa sasakyan. Mauna na po kayo."

"Osya sige. Halika na, Maine. Langya kang bata ka, para kang basang sisiw!"

Thanks, Tita. Mahal din kita.

RJ allowed the ladies to walk in first and from behind, he watch as the grumpy petite young lady with wet hair and dampen dress limped her way inside the reception venue.

Maganda sana, masungit lang.

Pota, ang lamig.

ANO JUNIOR? GININAW AGAD AGAD? GAGONG TO OH.