Chater 143

Tumayo siya at akmang aalis nang magsalita ako. "I was jealous," nakapikit kong sambit.

"Jealous of what?"

Unti-unti kong iniangat ang ulo ko para tagpuin ang mga mata niya. Nakatayo siya sa harapan ko.

Hindi ako agad nakapagsalita.

"Tell me," wika niya. "Tell me what I did to make you feel jealous."

Umiling ako. "I realized it is not something you did. I'm sorry. I couldn't bring myself to admit that I was jealous of that woman who saw you earlier."

Silence enveloped us. Kahit si Ismael ay para bang hindi makapaniwala sa sinabi ko. Hindi niya siguro alam na nakita ko sila.

"What are you jealous of?"

"It is something ridiculous, Ismael. I shouldn't have felt this way. You already told me before that you're good in bed and in flirting; at hindi na bago sa akin ang katotohanang may nakasiping ka nang ibang babae bukod sa akin. But I suddenly felt jealous because of that—the fact that you met that woman you have been spending the nights with again."

I heard him exhale. Umupo siya sa ha