Donna Bella Madrigal
RIVE BRINGS us to a park, like a camping site, where the overlooking view can be seen from the top of the hill: this time, talagang siniguro niya na walang tao sa lugar kundi kami lang na tatlo. While Rive was preparing for the table, I was struggling to assemble the tent.
“What is the tent for?” taka kong tanong kay Rive at naabutan itong papalapit sa akin. “We are not going to stay for a night, right?”
He glanced at me and went to the tent to fix it by himself. Umatras ako at pinanuod siyang i-assemble ito. Dumapo ang tingin ko sa braso at kamay niya, lumalabas ang ugat. The muscles on his arms are flexed on each movement.
“It’s a bit windy in this area. Tsaka para rin mas komportabli.”
Napanguso ako at sinulyapan si Severio may bitbit na kahoy at tinitipon iyun
