Ninya Buenavidez
INIWAS KO ANG mukha sa kanya ngunit hindi na ako nakagalaw pa nung hawakan niya ang magkabilang pisngi ko. He made me looked at him straight on his eyes. I rolled my eyes at him and sniffed. I can’t focus my attention. My legs are getting tired that wanting to lay down on my bed.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for shouting…” he murmured as he leaned closer and planted a small kiss on my forehead. I hold on his arm, nahihilo na at gusto na lang siyang umalis sa harapan ko. “I’m sorry.” Ang kamay niya ay humaplos sa ulo ko at dahan-dahan akong hinilig sa kanyang dibdib.
I am already becoming familiar to his scent. It’s like already an embrace of a home to me. Hinayaan ko ang sarili ko na kumalma sa bisig niya, pikit ang mga matang pagod.
“I’ll take you to the bathtub.”
Kumun
