Chapter 33

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I had to wake up early the next day to make my husband's breakfast. 7:30 a.m. ang pasok niya, samantalang 10 a.m. naman ang call time ng aming grupo para sa paggawa ng presentation sa International Marketing tatlong oras bago magsimula ang klase.

"Shit!" nanlumo ako nang naamoy ang nasusunog na sunny side up eggs.

Wala nang magagawa pa, kaagad kong sinimulan 'yung pancakes, ngunit hindi nagtagal ay napangiwi ako nang tanggalin sa frying pan 'yung hilaw na pancake. Nag-panic ako dahil natatakot akong masunog iyon!

I groaned as I dipped my finger in its mushy surface. "Argh! I messed up again!"

Pero sa totoo lang, kahit naman palpak ang mga luto ko ay hindi ako nakarinig ng reklamo mula kay Menandro. One time, when we were still living in his house at Canlubang, I served him a salty fried rice and he ate it with gusto. Hah! As if he had a choice, 'no? Magtiis siya dahil ginusto niya naman ito!

I decided to sweep the floor after cooking the breakfast. We usually ask for a cleaner to maintain the cleanliness of the unit, pero kapag wala akong pasok o ibang lakad ay nagprepresinta na lang ako. 'Tulad na lang ngayong wala akong ginagawa ay nagkusa na ako.

Nakarating ako sa living room at halos pahapyaw lang ang ginawang pagwawalis dahil nawala na roon ang aking atensyon. My gaze was now directed at the big portrait that was hung up on the wall. Our affection towards each other shown in the picture can deceive anyone who doesn't know the real story behind our fake smiles. And, it somehow reminded me of everyone's reactions that day. I remember how shocked they were; and even up until now my grandmother's scream is still ringing my ears...

The night after we talked to Don Pablo was the same night when I vowed to forget that Menandro once allowed me to live in a fairytale. That for once, he made me realize that I can be who I want to be; only if I am brave enough to chase my dreams. He made me feel as though I was the only one who mattered to him. No one has made me feel the way he did. No one has taught me how to love, but now I'm desperately trying to learn how to fall out of love.

"Menandro!"

Kung hindi pa ako naalimpungatan, hindi ko mapapansin 'yung magarang SUV na nakaparada sa tapat ng bahay niya. Rising up from the sofa, I covered my naked body using the comforter and tried to wake him up by calling his name. Nakaramdam ako ng kirot pagtayo ko kaya pinagdikit ko ang mga hita ko.

Damn it! I could still feel him inside me. And for the record, I think that was our longest and roughest sexual intercourse!

"Good morning..." bati ni Don Pablo pagkatapos maghintay ng matagal.

Menandro and I greeted him as we quietly hopped in the SUV. Sinubukang habulin ng Don ang tingin ko, ngunit hindi talaga ako komportable sa presensiya niya kaya kung saan-saan ako bumabaling. Then he commanded the driver to hit the road.

Napansin ko na may sumusunod na van sa amin. Don Pablo caught me looking at it so he explained. Sumandal pa ng maayos si Menandro dahil napapagitnaan namin siya.

"Lulan ng van ang mga pagkaing dadalhin sa bahay ninyo. Did your parents know that we're coming?"

Tumango ako. "Opo. I already called my mom while we were preparing."

"Bakit sa ina mo lang? Nag-away kayo ng ama mo?" kuryoso niyang tanong.

Kinagat ko ang dila ko. I took my gaze off of him for I noticed that Menandro was looking intently at me. Curious din sapagkat hindi namin napag-usapan ang dahilan ng pag-alis ko sa bahay.

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