After weeks of avoiding, I finally decided to talk to him despite of all the ilingan and such.
“Let’s go out later. Gusto mo ba?” he asked me while I was trying to fix my hair. “Kanina ka pa ayos ng ayos sa buhok mo. Okay naman?”
“Ang gulo,” sabi ko bago muling inabot ‘yong suklay. “Ang gulo tingnan.”
“Ako nga,” sabi niya before grabbing my other comb. “Anong ayos po ang gusto niyo, Madam?”
Hindi kaagad ako nakapagsalita dahil sa sinabi niya. Nang ma-realize ko, doon ako natawa.
“Stupid,” I said before rolling my eyes.
“350 lang po, kumpleto na po lahat. With make up po ba?”
“Yeah,” pangsasabay ko sa trip niya.
“Okay, so let me first put this...” he stopped talking before looking at me as if trying to ask for my permission before touching my make ups
“Go on,” I told him. “Out this
