Chapter 05: Once
"Eliza, gumising na po kayo. May naghahanap pong lalaki sa inyo sa baba!" narinig kong sabi ni Aling Ising na dahilan para gumising ako at kahit antok na antok pa ako ay pinilit ko ang sarili na bumangon.
Masyado pang maaga para bumisita, ni hindi pa nga ako kumakain tapos biglang sinabi ni Aling Ising na may naghahanap sa akin atsaka Sabado naman ngayon.
I opened the door while scratching my hair. "Who is it? Sinong bumisita ng ganito kaaga?" kahit na mababa pa ang boses ko ay ramdam ko na ang pag-kairita dahil inistorbo ng bisita ang tulog ko.
"Hinahanap ka daw e' pero hindi ko muna pinapasok kasi baka mamaya magnanakaw e."
I just shook my head and tried to gain my sense. Kung sino man ang taong gumambala sa akin ay mabubuhusan ko talaga siya ng mainit na tubig.
Tuluyan akong bumaba at binuksan ang pinto. Kahit na magulo pa ang buhok ko ay hinayaan ko nalang ito dahil panira ang taong pumunta sa bahay ng ganito kaaga.
When I looked at the gate, I was dazed when I saw this man waving at me with his smile. It feels like words were deserted to my mouth as I wander my eyes to every corner of his face.
Napaglaruan ko ang dila ko at umumbok ito sa gilid ng labi ko. Kung siya ang gumambala sa tulog ko ay bubuhusan ko talaga siya ng mainit na tubig, bwiset!
"Morning, beautiful," he greeted me with the corners of his lips curled up, the reason why I rolled my eyes. So this is the person who's looking for me, and Aling Ising still needs to wake me up for this? Argh!
"What are you doing here, Desmond?" akmang sasagot na siya pero hindi pa ako tapos magsalita.
"Hindi mo ba alam na natutulog pa ako?" pigil ang inis kong huwag siyang batuhin ng tsinelas dahil nakuha niya pang ngumiti kahit na inistorbo niya ang tulog ko.
"Maligo ka na dahil may pupuntahan tayo," utos niya kaya kumunot ang noo ko at pinagmasdan siya mula ulo hanggang paa.
He's wearing a blue polo-shirt and black jeans, wala rin sa gilid niya ang baril o kung anuman na gamit ng pulis. Wala ba siyang pasok kaya niya ako ginagambala?
"Why will I take your orders, Mister? As far as I know, I don't know you," I told him and crossed my arms with a smirk on my lips. He's just someone to me, and I have no intention of getting close to him.
"I'm Desmond, your friend--"
"Correction, you're not my friend. I don't do that kind of thing with someone," I cut him off, but he tilted his head and bent a little to reach my eye level. I gulped because of how close he is, and it made me breathless. Argh! What is happening to me?
"Then let me be the first one to do it. I can be your friend," he forced, and because of how close he is, I can smell his minty breath that aroused me from being sleepy.

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