“What did you say, Mom?” I asked with my mouth half opened.
"You guys just looks cute together, so we are thinking that maybe... you know, you would..."
I chuckled. "Seriously?" I sarcastically asked. Nasapo ko ang mukha ko. Kung dati shini-ship lang nila kami, ngayon may marriage nang nababanggit? Magkaibigan lang kami ni Tim for God's sake. Kahit kailan talaga, si Mom, may sayad, so if I say na hindi ko minana ang ugali niya, you already know what I mean.
"I mean look at you guys, bagay na bagay kayo and almost like perfect for each other. Ano pa bang kini-keme-keme mo eh sa kasalan din naman kayo dadalhin 'di ba." My lips parted and look at her with my eyes circling. Nangingilabot ako.
Having a bully husband is not my taste... no way, thank you, next. And also, hindi pa nga kami graduate ng senior, ino-open niya na agad kami sa ganiyang bagay na hindi pa kami ready... Nakakaloka ha.
Though, alam ko naman na they really have a plan for us, but for their own sake, kinda. Malaking impact nga naman sa business ng both parents namin if we get married. Magsasanib pwersa ang dalawang malaking pamilya, and it was huge, pero kahit ganoon. Ayaw ko.
"You must be kidding me. World war lang ang aabutin niyan, Mom." Ngayon ngang magkaibigan kami, kung ano-ano nang kalokohan ang binabato niya, paano pa kapag ano — I shook my head endlessly. Cringe. It is. So it's a no, no, no.
“I love the proposal, Tita,” he stated.
My brows crossed and my vision touched his figure. “What the hell? Seryoso ka ba?”
"Why not? Tita said that we are good together and will probably end up together so why not?" Hindi mawala ang ngiwi sa mukha ko. Masisiraan ata ako ng ulo.
“Baliw ka ba?” I chuckled but he just laughed at me. I rolled my eyes and it lands to my mom. "He's not my taste. I don't like him, especially as what you're saying, so stop — talking about that."
"I didn't say that you like him. Be aware of your words Mary, napaghahalataan." Napamaang na lang ako habang nag-uumikot ang mga mata ko. Anong meron sa sinabi ko, wala naman ah? Grabe. Pati simpleng statement binibigyan ng issue.
"Just stop, it creeps me out," ani ko habang nanginginig at hinihimas ang magkabilang braso ko kung saan nagsipagtayuan ang mga balahibo.
"Wow, look, I'm handsome, genius, and sexy so don't you dare say that it's creepy to be with me. You're the luckiest wife if I am your husband." He chuckled and raised his forehead.
Mas lalo akong napangiwi. Omighad. Lord, kunin mo na siya. Yabang eh, mukha namang aso, at isa pa anong genius eh nangongopya lang 'yan sa 'kin ng paperworks and stuffs. At ano? Sexy? Sa payat niyang 'yan tapos ang laki ng tiyan? Huh, no thanks.
"Mahiya ka nga, nakakadiri ka. P'wede namang bully, mas okay pa 'yon definition para sa 'yo," I snapped.
"Yeah I'm a bully to someone close to me, I proudly admit that because that's my way of expressing myself and making that person happy. Kalokohan man ang ginagawa ko, sinisigurado ko namang hindi ako nakakasakit ng tao." I stunned for a seconds, something inside me melts because of what he said. But I ended up raising my brows. So he's making me happy by bullying me, or he's bullying me to satisfy himself? Tsk. Style mo bulok.
"Sinong may sabi sa 'yong mag-explain ka? Guilty ka 'no? Ma-guilty ka talaga dahil kapag ako, nagka-phobia sa panggugulat mo sa 'kin ng mga gagambang 'yan, sinisigurado kong ipapakain ko 'yon sa 'yo." Gawin na niya ang lahat, pikunin niya ko, galitin niya ko, roon naman siya magaling. Basta, basta huwag gagamba, sasampalin ko siyang talaga.
"Ito naman, joke lang eh. Pikon..." I glare at him but I just received a laugh. Hindi ako pikon, sadyang nakakainis lang siya at mas lalong nakakainis na wala manlang akong panlaban, ni hindi ko alam kung paano siya galitin dahil kahit anong gawin ko, tinatawanan niya lang ako — ugh!
"See? You're cute when you're boiling, and I love to see your cute side that's why I always need to put a water in a kettle." My jaw dropped, ano raw? Ang panget niya? Oo 'yon nga 'yon.
"Yie OMG!" My mom giggled making me feel cringe even more. I shook my head and tried to ignore them but their sounds are distracting me.
"Darling, isn't they're really cute?" I chooses to shut my mouth while my mom is asking that one by one to every single person in the room.
I keep my focus on my food despite of Tim, poking and slightly pinching my arm. “Humupa na ba ang bulkan? Sana walang aftershock, para tikman niya na itong icing sa ibabaw ng cupcake ko — ay wala pala akong cupcake, hotdog lang... ay hindi, foot long pala.”
“Ang dumi ng bunganga mo, kumakain eh,” saway ko.
He breath in his hands, smelling his scent and check out his teeth with his fingers. “Hala, nag-toothbrush naman ako kanina ah.” Napangiwi na lang ako sa kapilosopohan niya. Magsama sila nila Aristotle sa hukay!
"They are. I remembered those old days, I can see ourselves to them," I heard what my dad said. What? Don't he ever compare themselves to ourselves, we're completely different and will never be the same as them.
"Yeah, we started like that!" She leaned into Dad's shoulder. Bakit kailangan sa harap ko pa sila magganiyanan? Tsk, I'm happy for my parents because they are still sweet to each other despite of adultery pero sana they keep it more private, Tim is here. He might not be an other, but still.
"And they will end up like us, I'm sure about that. Right, Maryanelle?" He kissed her on cheeks. Omighad.
"No way!" I growled. I don't like the way they talk about me and Tim.