Chapter 43: Third party & scándál “AND why are you blushing, baby?” naaaliw na tanong pa niya sa akin. “Ewan ko sa ‘yo, and seriously? Stop calling me that. Hindi ako sanggol para tawagin mong ganoon,” supladang sabi ko sa kanya. Bakit niya ako tinatawag na baby? Mukha ba akong sanggol? 35 years old na ako at may 11 almost 12 years old son na. So, why baby? Grr. “That was my endearment for you,” he said. Walang ganang tiningnan ko siya. Endearment his face, tsk. “Well, I’m too old for that. Don’t call me that kind of endearment because I’m not even thrilled. It’s so corny, you know,” pagsisinungaling ko sa kanya. Kahit ang totoo naman ay parang isa lang akong teenager na nakararamdam pa rin ng kilig. Especially a butterflies on my stomach. Hindi ko nga inakala na muli ko itong marara

