Ninya Buenavidez
AFTER WE ORDERED OUR food ay tahimik kaming kumain sa loob ng sasakyan, sa gilid ng parke. Walang katao-tao ngunit mukhang safe naman yung lugar. Hindi naman mukhang delikado tignan lalo na at nasa loob na kami ng subdivision.
“You have to eat after this.” Hindi makuntento sa fries at burger na order ko na sabi ni Rico.
He leaned a bit on my side to wipe the sauce on the corner of my lips. He casually licked his thumb and continued eating. Bumagal ang pagnguya ko at hinarap siya. Uminom ako ng coke bago nagsalita.
“How was it living with Amara?” pagbubukas ko ng topic. Natigilan siya at bumaling sa akin. He also fixed his seat and stared at me for a few seconds trying to read the reason why I suddenly brought this up. Tumaas lang ang dalawa kong kilay na tila normal na
