Chapter 2 Tantrums

<Sabrina>

I didn’t know I ended my sleep. I had a hard time sleeping and all I did was scroll through my social media I felt jealous of friends who were happy with their partners. I always dream of having my prince charming.

I woke up early. I didn’t have long sleep.

I feel homesick and longing for my Carcat. I miss my cat so much. Did Kikay feed her?

I still couldn’t believe that and Kioz I were married.

I decided na bumaba na at nadatnan ko ang mga kasambahay na maagang nagluluto.

“Good morning, ma’am!” Bati nila sa akin.

Bahagya akong ngumiti sa kanila.

“What are you cooking?” Tanong ko sa kanila at umupo sa isang high tool chair.

“Breakfast,” sagot ng isa.

“Bacon, sausage and sou, ma’am,” sagot ng isang matabang babae.

“Ang aga mo nagising, ma’am. Alas kuwarto pa lang,” sabi sa akin ng batang kasambahay. I think she’s in her thirties and she looks talkative.

“I feel homesick,” I shortly answered.

“Ma’am, do you want coffee?” The old maid asks me while she’s making coffee.

“I’m good. I wait for what you cook,” I said.

“You sure, ma’am? Hatid ko lang ito kay sir,” paalam sa akin ng matabang maid at ngumiti.

I miss the maids at my parent's house.

It won’t happen that I will marry my prince charming. I feel so sad.

“Ma’am, wala po ba kayo honeymoon ni sir?” Pabulong sa akin na tanong ng isang young maid.

Ngumiti ako sa kanya na nahihiya.

“Is Kioz here?” I ask to change the topic.

“Yes, ma’am. He’s always in his library and he is awake the whole evening. He is the bodyguard of this course,” she murmured that Kioz might her and she giggled.

Natawa ako sa sinabi niya.

“Ma’am, nabuntis ka ba ni sir kaya ka niya pinakasalan?” The young maid ask curiously.

I get silent to her question. She noticed that I offended and she explained her side.

“Ma’am sorry! Hindi po ganu’n ang gusto ko sabihin. Si sir po kasi iba-iba ang babaeng dinadala niya dito tapos maririnig namin may umuungol mula hapon hanggang madaling araw,” aligagang sabi niya and her  face looks apologizing.

Don’t tell me Kioz is a womanizer. I thought he was a decent man.

Kioz is fucking different woman. Kaya ba wala itong girlfiend?

“It’s okay, I understand,” I smile at her to assure her.

“Infairness ma’am, sa  lahat ng dinalang babae dito ni sir, ikaw ang mukhang hindi prostitute,” she honestly blurted.

“Does Kioz bring women here every day?” I ask her to know more about Kioz.

“Everytime na uuwi siya madam! Minsan two girls pa! I don’t know what they are doing in his room. Minsan may naririnig na lang akong babaeng sumisigaw sa library niiya!” Exaggerated na kwento ni young maid.

Napakagat ako sa labi dahil sa nalaman. May ganitong kwento din pala si Kioz, I thought si Jaedon ang pinaka m*****g sa kanilang magkakapatid.

Hindi ko alam kung ano ang mararamdaman ko dahil sa nalaman ko tungkol ko kay Kioz.

What if hindi lang ako ang babaeng nabuntis niya?

Parang sinakal ang puso ko sa naisip ko.

What if may anak na pala siya na panganay at hindi niya alam dahil sa dami nang babaeng na-fucked niya?

“Excuse me,” paalam ko at umalis na sa kusina.

Nakayuko akong naglalakad para walang makapansin na naiiyak na ako. Ang bilis ko maiyak.

Sa dami ng nagalaw na babae ni Kioz bakit ako pa iyung nabuntis niya?

What if madami kaming nabuntis niya?

Parang hindi  ko kakayanin kapag nalaman ko na may iba pa na babae nabuntis si Kioz, hindi ko kakayanin na pakisamahan ang mga babaeng iyon.

“Sabby?”

A cold baritone voice called me and I felt his embrace in my both elbow.

He cup my face to look at him but I didn’t let him.

May luha na tumulo sa pisngi ko at ayoko makita niya.

“Sabby…” he softly said my name. Wait! Why is he calling me Sabby?

“Look at me,” utos niya.

Umiling lang ako.

“What’s the problem? Did you have breakfast?”

If he was talking coldly to me yesterday night right now he is talking to me like a newborn baby.

He made me face him and he cursed when he saw the tear in my face.

I don’t know why I am crying to what I heard about him. I hate hormones! Ang hirap magbuntis. Nagiging maselan na rin ang pang amoy ko.

“What happened?”

Worry is visible in his face and his jaw clenched.

“I want to go home,” I said while sobbing.

“I miss my cat. I want to sleep in my room,” I said while sobbing.

Half of it was true.

“I’ll take you there after you take your breakfast. Let’s eat first,” he said and pulled me to my elbow pero nagmatigas ako.

“I miss my room, and Kikay is not here,” sabi ko sa kanya.

“Don’t you like here?” Marahan na tanong niya sa akin at nabigla ako ng punusan niya ang luha ko.

“I miss Kikay and Carcat,” I whine.

He heaved a sigh.

“Let’s have breakfast before I send you to your parent's house,” he said finally.

Umiling lang ako sa kanya.

“I wait you,” nagmamatigas din ako.

“I want to go home,”

I was crying at him like a kid who got bullied.

“Okay, wait for me, I’ll take my car key,” he give up and headed to his room to get his car key.

Sandalil lang akong naghintay sa livingroom at dumating na siya.

Mukhang hindi pa siya natulog.

Tahimik lang kami sa buong byahe. Para akong bata na nakitulog sa bahay niya at pagkagising ay hinahanap ang parents.

Nakadating kami sa bahay na tahimik lang. Hindi kami nag iimikan.

Habang nasa byahe din kami ay merong tumatawag sa kanya, and based on their conversation mukhang sa company ang topic.

“Thank you,” sabi ko bago ako bumaba sa sasakyan.

Nabigla ako nang bumaba din siya. Hindi pa siya nakabihis.

“Aren’t you in hurry?” Tanong ko sa kanya.

“I’ll say hello to your parents,” sabi niya.

Hindi na ako sumagot at sabay kami pumasok sa loob.

Nabigla ang mga maids nang makita nila kami.

“Ma’am!” Tawag sa akin ni Kikay nang makita niya ako. Niyakap niya ako ni Kikay at niyakap ko din siya.

“Ma’am, na-miss kita! I realized na hindi ko kaya na wala ka,” Kikay said dramatically while wiping her dried cheeks.

“Is dad here?” Tanong ko sa kanya.

Bago pa makasgot si Kikay ay narinig ko si mommy.

“Sab, why are you here, hija? And Kioz?” Nagtatakang tanong ni mommy sa akin.

Lumapit  si mommy at hinalikan niya ang pisngi ko at si Kioz.

“What the two you doing here? May nakalimutan ka ba Sab?” Tanong ni mommy sa akin.

“I gues, Sabby was feel homesick at my house,” sagot ni Kioz sa tanong ni mommy.

“Is that true, Sab?”

Tumango ako bilang sagot sa kanya.

“Mom, can I stay here instead?” Tanong ko sa kanya.

Nang malaman niya na nabuntis ako nang isa sa mga anak ng matalik niyang kaibigan ay siya pa ang naghatid sa akin sa bahay ng mga Harrington. At bago ako kinasal ay alam ko na siya ang naghatid ng mga damit ko sa bahay ni Kioz.

Tinaasan niya ako ng kilay.

Ayaw ko sa bahay ni Kioz dahil wala akong kasama at kausap doon. Mas okay na nandito na lang ako.

Kioz's phone rang and he excused himself to answer the call.

“Ano ang gagawin mo dito? You’re married and you should stay with Kioz,” mataray na sabi niya sa akin.

Naiiyak na naman ako. Ayaw na sa akin ni mommy na mag stay ako dito sa bahay simula ng mabuntis ako.

“Mom, Kioz will always with at the company, I want to stay here,” I use my brat attitude towards here. Siya din naman ang nagturo sa akin na maging brat.

“It’s a no, no to me Sabrina,” he said my whole name.

My mom is kinda strict at madalas kami mag argue. Hindi kami nagkakasundo sa madaming bagay.

“Your husband has a house. You must stay with him, and serve him!”

“I don’t love him! I love Jaedon, not him! And this is my house too!” I raise my voice at her.

This is my house and I am allowed to stay here.

Kioz came and my mom became plastic again.

“Sabby, if it okay if I leave you here? I need it at the company. I’ll pick you up later evening,” paalam sa akin ni Kioz.

Tumango ako sa kanya bilang sagot. He looks in hurry, and it seem hindi niya maiwan ang company niya.

“Sure dear. You must not leave my daughter,” my mom answered.

“Take care, okay? Call me if you crave something,” Kioz said and kissed my forehead before he left.

“You want to stay here and what are you doing here, huh?” My mom said and turned her back on me.

I pouted.

“I can stay here, and besides Kioz can visit me and the baby,” katwiran ko. Hindi din naman namin mahl ang isa’t isa so why should I be with him under the same roof?

I heard sa mga maids ni Kioz na hindi naman siya palagi umuuwi sa bahay niya. I wonder where he was staying.

My mom turns to me and she look piss.

“You’re getting on my nerves, Sabrina! Kioz is still your husband. Stop making drama that you don’t love him. Don’t you know that he handles a corporation? Hindi ka niya araw-araw madadalaw dito or masusundo!” My mom exclaims.

She looks mad.

“It’s okay if he can’t visit, or he can pick me up with his drive,” katwiran ko.

“Ewan ko sa’yong bata ka! Umuwi ka sa kanya! I don’t you like here! And I don’t want to see you here!” Sigaw niya sa akin.

Nag-aaway na naman kami ni mom.

“I don’t want to see you too,” ganting sigaw ko sa kanya.

“Umuwi ka kay Kioz!” Pagtataboy niya sa akin.

“Si Kioz ang kausapin mo sa kondisyon mo!” She shouted before she left me here in livingroom.

I goes to the backyard and I saw my dad reading a book.

Nilapitan ko siya na umiiyak.

“D-dad,” garalgal ang boses ko na tawag ko sa kanya.

“Hija,” dad softly said.

Umupo ako sa harapan niya.

“Why are you here? Aren’t you suppose to with Kioz?” He asked surprised.

“I couldn’t sleep at his house and I miss my room,” I said.

“Where’s your husband?” He asks and drinks tea.

The backyard is my dad's favorite place in this house.

Sumimangot ako sa tanong niya.

“He sent me here. And I guess he is on his way to his company,” I answered.

Dad shook his head.

“Mom and I had a small argument awhile ago in the livingroom” sumbong ko.

Mabuti na lang hindi narinig ni Kioz ang pag-aaway namin ni mommy dahil nakakahiya sa kanya.

“What did you fight again?”

Sumimangot ako.

“Mom doesn’t want me to stay here. Dad this is my house too! I want to stay here than at Kioz's house! I couldn’t sleep there. Kikay is not in house!”

“What else did your mom fight?”

“She wants me to stay with him. Mom doesn’t want me to stay here. Dad, can Kioz pick me up or visit me here everyday right?” Umaasang tanong ko sa kanya.

“I don’t love Kioz, huhu,” I added