Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Kairos’s Mom

Pagkagising ko ay agad ako naligo. Tatamarin ako mamaya. Ang alam ko ay bibisita ang nanay ni Kairos mamayang gabi pa.

I used my phone, typing Kairos’s name sa F******k. Pero I realized na I don’t know his full name.

Naisipan kong bumaba at tanungin si Abi kung ano ang full name ni Kairos.

Kahit na maraming kasambahay dito ay si Abi ang naisipan ko.

Pagkabukas ko ng pintuan ko ng kwarto, nagwawalis sa tapat ng pinto ko si Abi.

“Hi, magandang umaga,” ngiting pagbati ko.

Hindi niya ako napansin sa una dahil busy sa pagwawalis.

Ang weird lang kasi mas matanda siya sa akin tapos ayaw niya na tawaging ate.

“Ay, Ava! Magandang umaga rin po sainyo,” pabalik niyang pagbati sa akin kasabay nang pagyuko niya.

“Abi, alam mo ba ’yung full name ni Kairos?” tanong ko.

“Ay teka po.” nag-iisip ito bago sumagot. “Kairos Villa de la Vega Marqués y del Herrero,” sagot niya sa tanong ako at bumalik sa pagwawalis.

Nagulat ako sa haba ng pangalan niya. Teka nga... Kairos Villa de la ano?

May lahi ba siyang royalty?

“Ang haba po ’no?” si Abi na nasa tabi ko nang napansin niya kung paano ko i-me-memorize ito.

“Ano nga ulit?”

“Kairos. Villa. de la. Vega. Marqués. y del. Herrero,” dahan-dahan ang pagkakasabi nito sa bawat salita.

“Kairos Villa de la... Vega Marquès y... del Herrero? Tama ba?”

Tumango ito.

“Yes!” pabulong kong sigaw. “Salamat, Abi,” usal ko at agad na pumasok sa loob ng kwarto upang hindi malimutan ang buong pangalan ni Kairos.

“Kairos... Villa de la... Vega Marquès y... del Herrero,” usal ko habang nag-ta-type ng pangalan sa F******k.

Boom, nahanap ko ang F******k niya.

I stalked his F******k account, his last post was a day ago with a girl. Ahh, kaya pala.

Marami siyang followers. Pero hindi page ’yung gamit niya, kundi account talaga.

Tinignan ko ang albums at nakita ang ibang litrato niya at puro shirtless ito. Na-we-wet tuloy ako.

Kumain muna ako nang marami dahil balak kong matulog pampalipas oras. Ayoko rin naman magutom si baby. I ate the cakes that we bought with Kairos nung nakaraan.

I slept for hours until it was already four in the afternoon.

Naghalf bath lang ako. Naghanap-hanap ako ng kulay red na damit sa closet ko. Andaming mga damit naman. Magagamit ko ba ito?

Hanggang may nahanap akong kulay pula na dress that caught my attention.

It was a red sleeveless dress with high slits, thin shoulder straps fold decoration summer clothing.

Agad kong kinuha at isinuot. I did my hair, kinulot ko lang ang dulo nito. I placed a towel on my chest and lap. I was planning to put a makeup on myself. No need to put a towel pero para extra careful.

No need to use concealer since wala akong eyebugs. I don’t even know kung bakit pa ako naglagay ng tuwalya kung natural lang din pala gagawin ko.

Napag-isipan ko nalang na mag pulbos at lipstick na imbis ay makeup talaga. Naglagay na rin ako ng eyeliner. There is no need naman maglagay ng mascara sa mata ko dahil mahaba ang pilik mata ko at mukhang naka-eye curler din.

Naglagay ako ng pabango at isinuot ang nakita kong heels na nasa closet na classic fairy white glitter plexy heels.

Sakto ay malapit na mag-alas sais.

Pagkatapak ko ng hagdanan ay naririnig ko na ang ingay sa baba. Pinagpatuloy ko ang pagbaba at nakita si Kairos kasama ang... magandang babae na mukhang dalaga pa.

Nag-i-slowmo ang paningin ko nang mahagip ko si Kairos na nakatingin na sa akin nang pababa pa lang ako.

Hanggang sa pagkababa ko ay humarap ako kina Kairos at sa kasama niyang nanay niya?

“Hi, tita! It’s so nice to meet you!” I shaked hands with her.

Ayan ba ’yung nanay niya!?

“You look beautiful,” Kairos said and kissed my hand.

Bigla akong namula, “Thank you, you look handsome too.”

Both of us were both blushing.

Nginisian ni tita si Kairos.

Kairos and his mom were talking other language that I can’t understand.

“Nako Señora, ang ganda niyo po as always kahit na nasa 40’s na po kayo,” usal ng isang kasambahay.

“Gracias.”

Damn. Her voice is so pretty and perfectly suits her.

“I’m A—”

“Avaelena,” she spoke with an expensive accent.

“Yes, tita.”

Her brown hair, red lips, clear and white skin like snow, her voice, and you could tell that she’s from another country. She was tall, just like Kairos.

She wore a formal black dress, covering her shoulders with a black cloth, black gloves, and black pair of heels that were 5 inches.

“Come join us.” tita smiled, and I agreed.

I sat down with them. The maids were busy, preparing for our food.

“You should tell me more about you, Avaelena, right son?” nilingon niya si Kairos na nakatitig sa akin.

Siniko ito ni tita at agad na bumalik sa sarili si Kairos.

“Yes, mamá.”

“Hi, tita. My name is Avaelena Avril. I’m Kairos’s girlfriend,” ngumiti ako habang nagsasalita.

“So you had another girlfriend again?” tumingin si tita kay Kairos. Tumango ito.

“Do you love him?” nakatitig sa akin si tita habang naghihintay sa sagot ko.

Napalunok ako. “Yes, tita.”

I’m just acting.

“Do you too, son?”

“Very well, mama,” agad na sumagot si Kairos.

Namula ako sa sagot niya. Siguro ay he was acting din.

“Well, what a cute couple. I want a baby,” tita said.

“Mamá!” sigaw ni Kairos na namumula ang tenga.

“Why?”

Pero I’m already pregnant with his child...

“I’m pregnant,” singit ko.

Napatingin silang dalawa sa akin.

“Kairos? You made her pregnant?” niyugyog ni tita ang kanyang balikat.

The maids were already filling our plates with foods.

“Mama, don’t worry. I’ll take responsibility for it, and as a father.”

“Where do you live, hija?” tita asked me.

“Taga mountain province po ako, I was only studying here in Manila.”

“So you’re still studying?” gulat na sabi ni tita pero hindi pinapahalata.

Ang elegante niyang tignan simula kanina pero kalmado ang boses.

I ate the meat on my plate, which boosted my mood.

“Yes, she is still studying. I don’t care how old and young she is. I love her and our baby.”

“Then why don’t you two get married?”

Muntikan ko nang maibuga ang iniinom kong wine.

“I beg your pardon?” I asked, if it was a joke or not.

“Remember? If you got someone pregnant, you should marry that girl.”

“She is still young, and I’m sure she’s not ready. I respect her decision. Marriage can wait. I can provide for our baby without getting married.”

“My son is a gentleman now huh? Not a hot-headed like his Father,” she chuckled.

Pinagpatuloy ko ang pagkain ko habang silang mag-ina ay nag-uusap.

“How old are you, hija?” tita asked me.

“Twenty years old.”

Biglang nabulunan si tita sa sinabi ko.

“Twenty!?” gulat na sabi ni tita.

Tinitigan ako ni Kairos ng masama.

Parang sinasabihan ako na dapat nagsinungaling ako.

“You made a minor pregnant?”

“Mama! She’s not a minor. I told you, she’s too... young,” namumulang sabi ni Kairos.

“Then why is my son blushing?” tita said, smirking.

“I’m not blushing,” Kairos said, and his ears were now blushing.