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Saturday, October 13, 2012

This is Me! (Part 3)

By: Sydrey

(I was awakened when he started kissing me while I was sleeping in his bed)

Laking gulat ko sa kanyang sinabi at dahil na rin nga sa murang isip ko, hindi ko alam kung ano ang aking sasabihin at hindi ko rin alam kung ano ang aking nararamdaman. He asked me if I am mad at him and I retorted that I am not, since he is my best friend so we just forget about it.
To change our topic, I started asking him how he was and what he has been doing. Nag start na syang magkwento sa mga nangyayari sa kanya saying sometimes he gets bored kasi nga nagkahiwa-hiwalay na kaming mag barkada kasi nag iba-iba ang sections namin at yong dance teacher namin eh lumipat na ng province so hindi na rin namin itinuloy yong group. Nagkaroon ng bagong dance teacher at ni isa sa amin eh wala ng naging interesadong sumali. Diretsong kwentuhan kami ng biglang kumatok yaya nila at tinatawag na kami para kumain. Gaya ng dati I feel like a part of their family – since I was the visitor, tita requested me to lead the prayer before having our dinner. I always enjoy their sumptuous paella at syempre kahit hindi kami ni Arman kumakain ng gulay ay napipilitan kami kasi nilaglagyan parati ang aming mga plato. (sa amin sa province they always served complete meal – soup, salad and main dish) I guess it is normal with us kids that we really hate vegetables.
It was around 8 PM when tita asked me to prepare myself to go home kasi ipapahatid na ako sa kanilang driver. Gustong sumama pa ni Arman pero hindi na sya pinayagan ni tita kasi nga maaga pa rin ang klase naming pareho kinabukasan.

The following day as usual I was the earliest and as expected, Arman was waiting for me to arrive. Looking at the window waving his hands calling me as if it’s been a long time that we did not see each other. So yun pagka kita namin eh mabilis nya akong hinalikan sa cheeks at sabay sabing – o yan ha, cheeks na lang ang halik ko ng hindi ka magalit sa akin. Natawa na lang ako at kwentuhan kami sandali at nagpa alam na akong tatawid na sa kalsada kasi me gagawin pa kami ng kaklase ko. Sinabihan ko rin sya na mag paalam sa mom nya kasi isasama ko sya sa pagbisita sa uncle ko sa Saturday – my uncle lives about 3 kilometers away from the town.
Namatay na ang asawa ni uncle at wala syang anak although meron syang pinalaki na nagkaroon na ng asawa  at dalawang anak and all of them stays in the house of my uncle. It always makes my uncle happy kung kaming mga cousins spends time with him every now and then. His house is located near the highway however, meron syang bahay-kubo near the coconut trees across his rice field and that’s our favorite place kasi mahangin at maginhawa.
When Arman and I arrived my uncle’s house he was sitting in front of his garden sipping a cup of coffee while reading pocket book – all of us in the family loves to read.  Immediately, he stood up upon seeing us at tumakbo kami and nag mano sa kanya.  All of us eh nagmamano sa matanda sa family namin even up to now. He knows, that I am coming so immediately me nakahanda na sa garden ng meryenda na orange juice and my favorite banana cue – they never allow us to drink soft drinks. When Arman and I are about to finish the snack eh biglang dumating na ibang kumpare nya me dalang mga sasabunging manok so my uncle asked us to go to our favorite place ang bahay kubo.
From the main house, matatanaw mo ang bahay-kubo but you have to cross the farm land to reach the house – probably it is about 300 meters. So yun nag unahan na kami ni Arman to reach the house, nag habulan kami but imagine that it is quite difficult to run sa palayan dahil tatakbo ka sa pilapil which is just about one foot wide so yun ilang beses kaming natapilok at nahulog so bagsak kami sa putikan sa palayan.  When we reached the house eh pareho na kaming naliligo sa putik. Yong palayan ni uncle eh walang water irrigation so dependent ang patubig sa water pump and what he did eh yong water pump bago pumunta diretso sa palayan nagpalagay sya ng malaking tank which is as wide as a typical bedroom at mga hanggang chest ang lalim – that serves like a swimming pool, inisip nya talagang gawin ito para daw sa mga pamangkin nya. This is actually sort of a bribe for us to make sure that we always visit him and of course that includes the bahay-kubo made of wood and bamboos.
Upon reaching the bahay-kubo diretso agad kami ni Arman  sa water tank, tanggal ng putikang damit leaving our white underwear sabay talon sa tubig. The water is extremely cold dahil galing pa talaga sya sa ilalim ng lupa. Arman and I continue playing sa water as in naghaharutan, nagsasabuyan ng tubig at pilit pa nyang tinatanggal ang aking underwear. I guess we suddenly became tired  so what I did which we normally do eh ang itapat ang ulo namin sa tubig na lumalabas sa tubo. Yong tubo ng tubig is like the size of our head so sa lakas ng tubig pag itinapat mo yong ulo mo sa gitna it actually created a sort of an umbrella of water so you can actually breath while the water is running on top of your head. I am enjoying it there when suddenly Arman joined and hugged me so he won’t be driven away by the strong water coming from the tube.  Our position is face-to-face, very close enough that our nose is touching with each other. We were both smiling, enjoying the force of the water running through our heads and suddenly our eyes met, we stopped laughing and just stared at each other.

(To be continued)

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