Sandro Ciejo
I WENT OUT of the bathroom, while I was drying my hair using a towel, my eyes drifted to Liyah who was sleeping peacefully in the bed. Bumagal ang pagpapatuyo ko sa aking buhok nang naglakbay ang titig ko sa kanyang katawan. Back then, it feels illegal to watch her this way. Even after we got married, she was young. Sinubukan kong huwag dungisan ang isip pagdating sa kanya. But the more I restrain it, the more it gets intense and uncontrollable.
Naglakad ako papalapit sa kanya at bumuga ng malalalim na buntong hininga. My jaw tightened while looking at her white silky night dress. Hindi man lang ito nakapagkumot at mukhang agad dinatnan ng antok.
Nilapag ko ang tuwalya sa upuan at umupo sa tabi ni Liyah. Her lips are pink, ang pisngi ay namumula… gayundin ang kanyang bala
