Unreachable Zacharius

18

Chapter 18

Isang mahabang buntong-hininga ang pinakawalan ko bago patakbong sinundan si Zach sa kuwarto. Nadatnan ko siyang nagtatagal ng pang-itaas. In a swift move, he took off his shirt and threw it on the carpetted floor. He really looked pissed dahil mabilis ang bawat galaw niya. Tahimik kong sinarado ang pinto ng kuwarto at deretsong pinulot ang hinubad niyang damit sa paanan ng sofa. 

Walang tingin-tinging kinalas niya ang suot na belt at hindi pa man ito nakakalas ng husto, mabilis na dumeretso sa walk-in closet at nagsarado ng pintuan.

I sighed. Maybe I should just text Miss Pilar and ask her to call me for the details of my getting featured? Sinabi niya namang hindi pa sure kung bukas ba talaga ang meet up namin kay Rapha La Torre. Pero paano kung magtagal kami sa mansion? 

I smiled bitterly and shook my head. Baka nga hindi kami magtagal doon ng dalawang araw. Zach won't make the explaining long, knowing how eager he is for our separation. Nanikip ang dibdib ko sa kaisipang iyon. A part of me wants to discuss it in my head. Gusto kong isipin ang kahahantungan ng lahat ng ito. Eventually, me and Zach would surely separate ways. Ako, bilang modelo at siya, bilang CEO ng sariling kompanya. 

Paniguradong mahihirapan akong mag-adjust dahil nasanay akong kasama siya. Mahihirapan ako ng sobra sobra habang siya, magagawa na ang lahat ng gusto dahil sa wakas, makakawala na rin siya mula sa akin.

Pagkatapos kong iayos ang damit ni Zach ay saktong paglabas niya sa closet. Tahimik akong naupo sa dulo ng kama habang tinatanaw ang suplado niyang pagtatanggal sa suot na relo. He's now wearing only his boxers. His hair was disheveled and his expression guarded. I fiddled with my fingers while silently watching him.

"Zach, uuwi-"

He held up a finger before I could even finish my statement. "Don't start." Aniya, ni hindi man lang ako nilingon.

Bumuntong-hininga ako. "I was just-"

"I don't care about your fucking appointments, Amber Ylena. Tutuloy tayo bukas whether you like it or not." May diin niyang sinabi.

"Hindi 'yon, Zach. I was just going to say that Manang Leticia will be home tomorrow. She texted me," malumanay kong sinabi. Naitikom ko ang aking bibig nang seryoso siyang nag-angat ng tingin sa akin. "... awhile back." I slowly said.

Ilang segundo niya akong tinitigan bago tumango, bumalik muli sa seryosong pagtatanggal ng relo. I waited for his retort but it didn't come.

"And uh, sasama na ako bukas. I will text Miss Pilar later. I realized that the date of the meeting isn't certain yet so..." Tumango ako at tumikhim.

Suplado siyang nagtaas ng kilay. "Really? That's good." May halong sarkasmong aniya.

Napalunok ako nang magsimula siyang lumapit sa akin. I nervously played with my fingers. Nakayuko ako, tumingala lang nang huminto siya sa aking harap. His brows were furrowed. I lowered my gaze on his veiny arms. I then realized that he was having a hard time removing his wrist watch. With an obvious frustration, he held his hand in front of me.

"Can you help me with this?" he asked, still so grumpy.

I blinked. Marahan akong tumikhim bago tinanggap ang kamay niya. They were beautiful, but it felt rough and calloused. The sudden realization made me stop for a second. He's rich. But why do his hands feel rough against my skin? Maybe because of his work out? Or probably because he was an adventurous man then. Inabot ko ang kanyang mamahaling relo at maingat iyong tinanggal.