#LGS1MatagalNa #LGS1chapter15 #LaGrilla1

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“TAMA nga sina Castro,” ani Mang Baste habang pabalik-balik na naglalakad sa likuran ni Aling Minerva. “Imposibleng pagtanaw sa isang utang-na-loob ang intensiyon mo sa pagtulong sa anak ko. Na sa umpisa pa lang, balak mo nang bingwitin ang anak ko.”

Sa hindi malaman na dahilan ay tila masyadong kalmado si Mang Baste. Nagulat man ito ay tila napaghandaan na ng tatay ni Imee ang araw na ito. Taliwas naman dito ang reaksiyon ni Aling Minerva. Naka-ekis ang mga braso nito habang nakatayo sa kabilang panig ng mesita. Disapproval was in her eyes as they shifted between her and Leo. But mostly, glaring at the man seated beside her on the bamboo sofa.

For some reason, Leo seemed too calm. He barely even looked at her mother since it was her father who was speaking. The only sign that he was not prepared was the way his thumbs slowly wrestled each other as he clasped his hands like a bridge over his knees.

“Mang Baste,” malumanay na saad ni Leo rito, “totoo naman po na pagtanaw ng utang-na-loob ang dahilan kaya tinulungan ko si Imee. Hindi ba nangako ako noon sa inyo? Na tutulungan ko siyang makapagtapos ng pag-aaral?”

Mang Baste never stopped pacing slowly back and forth, pensive.

Leo continued, “Pero, oo, totoo rin po na bago pa ako tumulong, e . . . gusto ko na siya.”

Pinanlakihan niya ang binata ng mga mata. ‘Ibig sabihin, simula nang bumalik siya rito . . .’

Her thoughts were interrupted by Mang Baste’s voice.

“E, ’di nilinlang mo lang kami ng anak ko, gay’on ga, Nardo?”

“Mang Baste . . .” nasa tono ng binata ang mahinang pagpoprotesta at desperasyon na makapagpaliwanag.

Huminto saglit si Mang Baste sa kalalakad nang sumingit si Aling Minerva.

“Ibig sabihin, para sa wala rin ang pagda-dance workshop ng anak ko? ’Yong totoo? Sa dance workshop nagpupunta ang anak ko ga o nakikipagtagpo lang siya sa ’yo tuwing Sabado?” panggigisa nito bago siya pasimpleng pinandilatan ng mga mata ng kaniyang nanay. She understood that her mother wanted her to remain silent and make Leo answer the question.

“She’s attending the workshop, Aling Minerva,” sagot ng binata rito. “Pagkatapos ng klase niya, sinusundo ko siya at kumakain kami sa labas bago siya ihatid pauwi.”

Binalingan siya ng ina at binigyan siya ng nagtatanong na tingin. Imee gently nodded to confirm what Leo just said.

“Iyon lang?” anito kay Leo kahit nasa kaniya pa rin ang tingin.

“Opo.”

“Sinasagot mo na ba si Nardo?” tanong ni Mang Baste na nagpanganga sa kanilang tatlo.

“Sinasagot?” hindi-makapaniwalang ulit niya.

“Hoy, Baste! Ano ba ’yang pinagsasasabi mo?! Tila natatarantang saway naman ni Aling Minerva sa asawa nito.

“E, matatanda na naman sila, e. Lumalabas na sila nang silang dalawa lang, kaya ano pa ga ang kulang kundi ang maging legal sila sa ’tin?”

Gigil na lumapit sa tainga ni Mang Baste ang mga labi ni Aling Minerva at binulungan ito. “Legal? E, hindi pa nga umaakyat ng ligaw rito ang lalaking ’yan! Patago pa talaga niyang pinopormahan ang anak natin, Baste!”

Nahihiyang napayuko si Imee. ‘’Nay, rinig na rinig namin dito ang boses mo. . . .’

Mang Baste waved a hand dismissively and turned back to her and Leo. “Ano ga ang magagawa natin kung gusto ng anak mo na sa pamamaraang ganire siya mamili ng iibigin niya? Hindi na niya kailangan ang opinyon natin, kaya respetuhin natin ang desisyon niya.”

Lalo siyang napayuko. Her embarrassment earlier turned to guilt. All of a sudden she felt guilt for trespassing her parents’ right to know who she was getting involved with romantically.

“Kunsabagay, matanda ka na nga naman, Imeng. Kaya mo naman sigurong harapin ang kalalabasan ga ng mga desisyon mo.”

“Opo . . .” mahina niyang sagot. Sa pagkakataong ito lang pumitik ang kaba sa kaniyang dibdib. It just felt like her parents could foresee something ominous that she could not perceive yet.

“Ano, Imeng?” usig sa kaniya ni Mang Baste. “Nobyo mo na ba si Nardo?”

Natagalan bago siya nakaapuhap ng lakas ng loob para sulyapan si Leo mula sa gilid ng kaniyang mga mata. She caught his expectant gaze as he waited for her answer with the same anticipation as her parents’.

Imee didn’t want to break his heart, but at the same time, she didn’t want to decide right now without knowing what her parents wanted out of this.

Boto ba sila para kay Leo o hindi?

But it was too late to plan things out. Her answer was needed already.

She had to decide.

Imee took in a deep sigh before she sat straight, looked everyone in the eyes, then focused on her father’s.

“Opo, Itay. Sinasagot ko na siya.”

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KABABABA lang nina Imee at Leo sa hagdan. It was already nine in the evening when Imee’s parents decided to let him leave. Bukod kasi sa niyaya siya ng mga ito na sumabay sa paghahapunan nila ay isinabay na rin ng mga ito sa kanilang pagkain ang pagkahaba-habang mga habilin at paalala na tratuhin niya nang tama ang kaisa-isang anak ng mga ito.

Leo could not blame them. After all, it was also Aling Minerva and Mang Baste who said that they were aware of his record as a playboy; that even if they honored their daughter’s freedom to decide at twenty-seven, they would still keep an eye on him and interfere with their relationship when necessary.

Bago lakarin ni Leo ang tahimik na kalsada pabalik sa kaniyang kotse ay nilingon niya si Imee. “Sige na. Pumasok ka na sa bahay n’yo para makauwi na ako.”

Imee stared at him, making him curiously stare back. Tila nahalata nito na hindi niya maintindihan ang dahilan ng pagtitig nito kaya napabuntonghininga ito.

“Wala bang goodbye kiss?” She shyly lowered her eyes and shrugged. “First kiss man lang bilang mag-jowa?”

Mataman niyang tinitigan ang dalaga. “Bakit kailangan mo ’yong gawin?”

“Ang alin?”

“Hindi ako umakyat ng ligaw, pero sinagot mo ako. Nalimutan mo na ba ang usapan natin?” Sinikap niyang manatiling kalmado kahit umaalon na ang pagdaramdam sa kaniyang dibdib. “Ang usapan natin, ’di ba, magde-date muna tayo? At kung makita natin na compatible tayo, bibigyan mo ako ng permiso na umakyat ng ligaw.”

“Ano ang problema kung boyfriend na kita? Dito rin naman patungo ang magiging panliligaw mo.” Naguguluhang napatitig ito sa mga mata niya.

He looked away in frustration. “Of course, I want to be your boyfriend, Imee. But don’t you think I deserve to get that title in an honorable way and not through shortcuts?”

“Ano ang ibig mong sabihin?”

Napailing si Leo. “I don’t like this. I don’t like this at all . . .”

He held his breath when he caught her face in his peripheral vision. Her eyes were already weak and misting.

“Ayaw m-mo?” Her voice thinned, hinting a sob being forcefully restrained.

“Imee . . .” He could not help it. He stared into her eyes and allowed himself to be trapped by their gaze. “Any man who will be your boyfriend should brim with pride when they announce their relationship with you to the world. But how am I supposed to feel that way, when I only became your boyfriend because your parents forced us to?”

“Forced? Leo, hindi naman nila ako pinilit—”

“Imposibleng hindi!” Gusto niya nang sumigaw pero nagtitimping nakontrol pa niya ang boses. “We’re only dating for a month! Hindi ka hangal. Alam mong palikero ako! Imposibleng mahulog agad ang loob mo sa akin!”

“Leo, gusto ko naman talaga maging girlfriend mo. At saka ginawa ko rin ’to kasi kung hihindi ako, alam mo na kung ano ang sasabihin nina Itay sa ’yo. Sasabihin nila na walang patutunguhan ang pagde-date natin kung binasted na kita kaya paglalayuin na nila tayo.” Manginig-nginig ang boses nito habang nagpapaliwanag. “Nagsisimula pa lang tayo, e, kaya ayokong mapalayo sa ’yo. Ayoko rin namang suwayin ang mga magulang ko o magrebelde sa kanila, kaya sinagot na kita para sa peace of mind nating lahat!”

Leo inhaled sharply as Imee went on explaining her side.

“Hindi ko naman inisip na magiging isyu ’to sa ’yo, kasi kung dine-date mo ako, dapat iniisip mo na rin na magiging girlfriend mo ’ko. ’Yon pala, ayaw mo pa pala ako maging girlfriend.”

“I want to be your boyfriend, Imee, but with your parents’ blessings, actual blessings. Hindi mo ba narinig ang mga sinabi nila sa hapag-kainan? They obviously have no confidence in me. Iniisip pa rin nila ang posibilidad na lolokohin lang kita, na sasaktan lang din kita sa huli. That doesn’t feel like a blessing at all. Ayoko ng gano’n, Imee.

“Kaya nga binabayaran ko na ang utang-na-loob ko sa tatay mo, pinag-aral kita katulad ng pangako ko sa kaniya. Dahil ang gusto ko, kapag nanligaw na ako sa inyo, maipagmamalaki ko sa kaniya na bayad na ang utang-na-loob na loob ko sa kaniya. Kung nakaakyat sana ako ng ligaw ng mga tatlo o limang buwan, I’ll get their confidence in me. Mapapatunayan ko mismo sa kanila na ikaw lang talaga ang gusto ko. Pero dahil sa pangyayaring ’to, iisipin ng mga magulang mo na hindi sinsero ang pagtanaw ko ng utang-na-loob sa tatay mo. Tiyak na iniisip na niya na ginagamit ko lang ’yon para mapalapit sa ’yo at makuha ka nang mabilisan o patago.”

Imee shook her head. Nangingilid na ang mga luha nito, pero humahanga si Leo sa katatagan ng dalaga na pigilan ang mga ito mula sa pagpatak.

He gently cupped her cheek. “Imee, can’t you see? We’re in bigger trouble now.”

Gumuhit ang kaba sa mamasa-masa nitong mga mata. “Trouble? Bakit?”

“You see, I think your parents made us legal so that they can have more access to our relationship. Puwede na silang makialam hangga’t gusto nila dahil alam na nila ang lahat ng tungkol sa ’tin. Okay lang naman ’yon, pero dahil alam kong wala silang kumpiyansa sa akin, nararamdaman ko na . . . nararamdaman ko na bawat kilos natin ay mamatain nila.”

She gently shook her head as tears began streaming down her cheeks. “Leo . . . huwag kang magsalita nang gay’an. Hindi gay’an ang mga magulang ko. Mabubuti silang tao. Isa pa, matatanda na tayo. Mahihiya na rin silang makialam masyado sa atin.”

“I know they are kind people. Kaya nga grabe kung protektahan ka nila. Mahal ka nila, e.” He finally cupped her face with both hands. “Pero natatakot ako na baka ang pagmamahal na ’yon ang magtulak sa kanila na ilayo ka sa ’kin. Sinong magulang ba ang may gusto na mapunta ang nag-iisang anak nila sa lalaking katulad ko?”

“Wala namang masama sa ’yo, a? May tinapos ka. May maganda kang trabaho at mabuti ang kalooban mo. Oo, patago tayong nag-date. Pinaglihiman natin sina Inay, pero ni minsan, hindi mo sinamantala ang kahinaan ko. Natuto kang magpigil . . .” napasinghap ang dalaga. Tila may na-realize ito. “Iyon ba ang dahilan kaya hindi mo na ’ko hinahalikan matapos ang nangyari sa dati mong bahay? Nagpipigil ka?”

He smiled sheepishly because he felt the tears rimming in his eyes as he nodded. “Oo, Imee. Two weeks na akong nagpipigil dahil alam ko na kapag hindi ako nagpigil, hindi ka rin makatatanggi. Worse, I can convince you to fuck me then you might wake up the next day, regretting it. I don’t want that.

“I can get you carried away with my kisses, I know that, and with that knowing comes a responsibility that I should not use that power to disarm you to my advantage. I want you to reach your dreams, to make your parents proud first, before I take you.

“Because believe me, once I begin taking you, it’ll become a habit. A routine. I’ll even get you pregnant quickly if you beg me to, but that might mean postponing your dance career too when the doctor asks you to.”

Nagpipigil ng tawa na napalo siya ng naluluhang dalaga sa braso. “Bastos.”

“Walang bastos do’n! Ang bastos ay ’yong walang consent na sex,” hapit niya sa dalaga para maglapat ang kanilang mga katawan. His thumb carefully traced the tracks that her tears made on her cheek. With his every stroke, the traces of tears blended with her skin into fade. He sighed wistfully as he drowned his eyes with the breathtaking beauty of her face. “Hay, Imee . . . Why do I love you so much?”

She beamed in shock, making her face glow brighter than the pale light from the house that reached them. “You love me?”

He could not help a teary-eyed smirk. “You’ll be the very first woman to hear this from me, Imee—I love you.”

“Finally! Mahal mo na rin ako!” Naiiyak nitong talon sa tuwa. Maybe, she could have jumped higher if it wasn’t for his arm wrapped around her waist and his other hand caressing her face.

Imee wrapped her arms around his neck and sunk her face to the side of his jaw. “I love you, Leo! I love you too! Matagal na!”

Naguguluhang napangiti siya. ‘Matagal na?’

***

“I love you, Leo! I love you too! Matagal na!”

Napailing si Leo nang maalala ang mga sinabing iyon ni Imee. He did not verbalized his question about it. Instead, he just acted normal, bade goodbye and left Hacienda Hermano.

Madaling araw na nang makarating siya sa Metro Manila. Imbes na dumeretso sa kaniyang townhouse sa mismong Maynila ay tinawagan niya si Zeus. He asked him to invite the guys at La Grilla in Alabang and meet him there.

It was already three in the morning when their group was completed. Nauna sa club sina Zeus at Tyrel. Pangatlo si Leo sa dumating. Nag-iinuman na silang tatlo nang sumulpot sina Claude, Kero, at Juxe.

Craig couldn’t come because of his paperworks, which was not shocking for them because the youngest in their group was the most workaholic. Zoref, for some reason, was not answering their calls or texts. Sanay na rin sila roon dahil kahit kaibigan nila ito ay hindi mababago niyon ang pagiging introverted nito. Ibig sabihin, may mga pagkakataon talaga na nagse-set ito ng boundary at pinipili ang mapag-isa.

Lastly, Xenon was absent because they did not invite him. That rockstar was too popular it was becoming an inconvenience to bring him along in public places—the stalkers, the fans crowding around the moment they set their eyes on him . . . Moreover, his strict manager, Terry, began requiring an advanced one-month notice from them if they wanted to chill with Xenon. Siyempre, hindi sila uto-uto para sundin ang gusto nito. So, they decided to just wait for Xenon himself to contact anyone of them and invite them for a guy’s night or something. They have confidence in Xenon, that he would reach out to them once his tight schedule cleared up.

The ‘La Grilla men’ occupied a table situated on the right side of the superclub where the playful dance music was its staple, its heartbeat. The colorful spinning lights reached them and the black leather semicircle couch where they sat. Leo, Zeus, and Tyrel were in the middle of the seat, their backs against the walkway and the dance floor. Kero took the left end of the sofa and Juxe was seated between him and Tyrel. Claude sat on the right end, a few feet away from Leo.

“So,” Kero spoke as soon as his bottle of beer was served by a staff and uncapped it in front of them, “you’re saying that we are all gathered here because of another ‘problem?’”

“Ahuh,” Zeus answered for him, even if Leo did not specifically called his ‘need for advice’ a ‘problem.’ “Kanina lang, pinag-uusapan namin ’tong si . . . Imee—” he glanced into his eyes, quietly asking for his confirmation, “—right?”

He nodded to confirm that what Zeus said was right.

Kero continued inquiring. “Don’t tell me, isa rin siya sa mga fling mo na noong una, um-agree na hindi kayo magiging exclusive sa isa’t isa, ’tapos biglang nagbago ng isip?”

“It’s worse than that, man,” Tyrel snickered. “Itinali na siya ng babae!”

“Itinali?” kunot noo ni Kero. Claude and Juxe, who were also newcomers, shared the same baffled reaction.

“’Di ba, dati, may nag-attempt nang magtali kay Leo? FuBu lang ang usapan, ’tapos after a month, sinugod na si Leo rito sa La Grilla kasama ang mga kuya,” natatawang paalala ni Zeus sa kanila. “Inoobliga si Leo na seryosohin ’yong babae dahil pinaniwala raw niya ’yong babae na nagmamahalan sila. Hindi lang gawing official girlfriend ang gusto, kundi pakasalan na rin!”

Most of them grimaced at the memory of that.

“Up to this day, I swear, I never gave any hint like that. We only meet to fuck, kaya pa’no niya naisip na in-love ako sa kaniya? I never even said ‘I love you!’” Leo said in defense, which he always did everytime that issue came up in his conversation with his friends.

“Sheesh,” Kero slowly shook his head and turned to him. “So, what about it this time, Leo? What makes your current case so special? E, ilang beses na naman nangyayari ’to?”

Zeus and Tyrel looked at each other and bursted into maniacal laughter. Claude just narrowed his eyes at them while Juxe was half-listening to them while discreetly filling his ziplock bag with peanuts from the bowl on their table.

Kero shifted his eyes between the two. “Mukhang nahihirapan si Leo rito, o! At kayo naman, tawa kayo r’yan nang tawa!”

Zeus and Tyrel just glanced at Kero. They seemed to try, but they really could not stop laughing.

Kero gave them a deadly look before returning his eyes to him. “I don’t care kung ayaw mong ulitin ang kuwento. You have to fill us in with what really happened. That is, if you want our advice. Capisché?”

Leo sighed and gently swung the bottle that he was holding on its long neck from left to right, between his parted knees.

Magsasalita na sana si Leo nang pangunahan siya ni Zeus. “Sinabi na ni Tyrel kanina, ’di ba? Kinarma na ang loko, man! Tuluyan na siyang napikot! Itinali na!” At binuntutan iyon ng nakaloloko nitong tawa na sinabayan pa ni Tyrel.

Leo glared at the two. “As far as I know, katukayo ko kayong dalawa. Kaya kung matatawag n’yo ’tong karma ko, mas mabahala kayo sa magiging mga karma ninyo dahil mas masahol kayo sa ’kin.”

“Nah!” Zeus waved a hand dismissively. “Hindi ako kakarmahin dahil malinaw na malinaw ang usapan namin ng mga nakaka-fling ko! Wala akong nawawarak na mga puso, mga panty lang, dahil kung ano ang usapan, iyon ang sinusunod namin. But most of all, I do not intentionally fuck and flee just to cope with my own trauma.”

“I second the motion!” Tyrel said while playfully pointing a finger at him. “You’re a very bad man, Leo, kaya tama lang na kinarma ka na ngayon. Sure, you have trauma, but you can’t use your trauma as an excuse to play around with women’s hearts and bodies.” Then, he laid back on the couch, pulled his head back, and laughed.

Leo just glared at Tyrel. He appreciated that his friends were always honest with him, and at the same time, never left his side even if they think he was losing direction in life. They used different ways to encourage him to deal will his issues properly.

Claude disappointedly shook his head. Mariin itong nagwika na tila ba nagtitimpi ng galit. “Ilang beses na ba kasi namin sinasabi ’to sa ’yo, Leo? Get a therapist already. Ikaw at mga inosenteng babae ang napapahamak sa diskarte mong ’yan, e.”

Kero agreed with Claude. “Fucking around will not really help with your condition. We know that you’re self-medicating by using ‘exposure therapy’ while trying to soothe yourself with the high that you get from the orgasm. But the chances of using that lifestyle to recover.from your trauma is slim, lalo na kung walang supervision ng eksperto pagdating sa bagay na ’yan.”

“Plus,” Juxe chimed in, “you won’t find a single woman who won’t trigger you when they wrap their legs around your waist, because those women doesn’t have a problem but you—your mind, your feelings.”

“What if I already found that woman?” His eyes mirrored his feeling of being torn between frustrated and confused. “Someone who doesn’t trigger my fears when her legs or knees touch my waist?”

“Imee?” salubong ng mga kilay ni Kero.

Leo looked away and leaned at the back rest of the couch he was sharing with Zeus and Tyrel. Ipinatong niya ang isang siko sa ibabaw ng backrest habang hawak nito ang bote ng alak. “You see, everything is going well between us. We’ve been dating for a month and just tonight, her mother caught us kissing.

“Napilitan siyang magdesisyon. Alam niya na paglalayuin kami ng mga magulang niya kapag ikinaila niya ako, kaya biglaan kaming nagkaroon ng label. Legal na kami sa mga magulang niya.”

“Aren’t you two old enough to decide for that? To choose who you are going to date? I don’t get why it’s necessary for the two of you to have her parents’ approval,” ani Kero.

Leo glared at Kero. “Ibahin mo si Imee, Kero. Gusto niya ako pero hindi ibig sabihin no’n ay ite-trespass o sasaktan na niya ang mga magulang niya para sa akin. I can’t blame her too, dahil mabubuting mga tao ang mga magulang niya. Katulad niya, malaki rin ang respeto ko sa kanila. Kahit sinong anak, hindi makakayang saktan ang damdamin ng ganoong klase ng mga magulang.”

“Ah . . . No wonder you like Imee, huh? She values family a lot, like you,” side comment ni Juxe bago nagsubo ng mani at nagpatuloy sa paglalagay ng mga pulutan na ito sa baon nitong ziplock bag.

Leo did not pay much attention to Juxe’s side comment. He resumed with elaborating his situation.

“Hindi na ’ko kumontra nang sinagot niya na ako sa harap ng mga magulang niya . . . because why not?” he glanced at his friends and their serious faces. “Gusto ko rin naman. Gusto ko rin siya. I’m still scared of her parents, though, because I know, they want us to be official, not because they’re giving us their blessing, but because they want to monitor me and detect when I cause the slightest inconvenience to their daughter. Pero ang gumimbal lang sa ’kin ay no’ng nasabi ni Imee na matagal na niya akong gusto.”

“Matagal?” ani Kero. “So? Maybe she meant she liked you before you became official. Kaya nga sinagot ka niya, ’di ba?”

“No. It sounds like, she’s been waiting for so long. It sounds like she’s implying that she liked me for. . . so many years.” Leo lowered his eyes to the bottle he was holding. Napapaisip na naman tuloy siya.

“So . . . matagal na kayong magkakilala?”

“Mula pa pagkabata, Kero . . .”

“At natatakot ang gago na baka napaikot lang siya no’ng Imee!” tawa ni Zeus.

“So what, if she planned this all along? If she planned to make you fall for her? If she, for example, framed up getting caught by her parents liplocking with you to oblige you to be her official boyfriend?” naguguluhang saad ni Kero. “You like her, right?”

Gumusot ang mukha niya dahil sa pagkalito. “Ano’ng ‘so what?’ Kero, if that’s the case, it only means that there’s nothing genuine about our dates! Na lahat ng ipinakita niya sa akin no’n, ginawa lang niya para magustohan ko siya, para makuha ang gusto niya, para makuha ako.

“And if none of them is real, then how real is this feeling that I have for her? Do I really like her? Or do I just like how she behaved in front of me? And how real is her feelings for me? Does she really like me? Or does she just want to possess me to brag about taming a playboy? O baka pinasasakay lang niya ako para saktan at turuan ng leksiyon dahil sa mga pambababae ko?

“I . . . I don’t know what to think, man.”

Nagpalitan ng tingin sina Claude at Kero bago nagsalita ang una. “Then there’s one way to find out.”

“What is that?” he asked Claude.

Claude cleared his throat and propped each one of his elbows on each of his knees. His eyes firmly looked into his. “Kung sa tingin mo, pinasasakay ka niya, e, ’di sakyan mo siya. Be an official couple then.”

“How is that supposed to answer my questions?”

“You get to spend more time with her then. Kaya mas marami kang maoobserbahan o malalaman. Mapapadalas na niyan ang pagkikita n’yo, so . . . mahihirapan siyang itago ang tunay niyang ugali o mga motibo.”

“Why does that even bother you, Leo?” Tyrel chuckled as he sat up straight. “You know what our playboy rulebook says, that when things go wrong—leave. So just leave. Easy. It isn’t as if you’re planning to stay with Imee forever!”

Namilog ang mga mata ng mga kaibigan ni Leo. Even Juxe’s hand hung in mid-air while picking a fistful of peanuts. Tila sabay-sabay na nagkaroon ng realization ang mga ito, at sabay-sabay din na napatingin ang mga ito sa kaniya.

Zeus found his voice first. “Fuck! You’re in love with her?”

***

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La Grilla Series #1
Copyright Registered: 2024
R-18, General Fiction, Sexy Romance, Drama
First publish on Wattpad: December 2016

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