HOLDING THE towel around her tightly, dahan-dahang lumapit si Roxan sa kama at mabilis na hinablot ang bathrobe saka mabilis na tumalikod sa lalaki upang isuot iyon ng hindi tinatanggal ang tuwalya. Wala siyang tiwala sa tuwalya niya. Her hair was still dripping wet. Kaya pala ay gusot ang kama ng dumating siya. May nauna na pala sa kwartong binook niya.
Nilapitan niya ang sling bag at dinukot ang resibo at ikinumpara iyon sa resibong pinatong ng estranghero sa kama. Binasa niya ang hawak na mga resibo. "Papaanong nangyari 'to?" Bulong niya at muling binasa ang resibo. Papo private room 2." Roxan shook her head in a daze as the tall, dark and handsome stranger folded his arms across his chest again.
He seemed perturbed but out of the corner of her brown eyes, she could see his eyes tracing her silhouette as if he could see what was underneath the towel. His lips curled into a delicious smile. And for some reason, Roxan's body was reacting to him. But this annoyed her even more. This was no place or time to be reacting positively to a strange man in her room.
Naiinis na napa-upo siya sa kama. "This is absurd! I'm going to the reception desk!" She tried to dismiss her body's heated attraction to this gorgeous god in her room who obviously was booked there first. "Can you please stay outside the room? I'm gonna get dressed." Hindi niya na hinintay ang sagot nito saka mabilis na dinampot ang kanyang sundress at undergarment bag at mabilis na pumasok sa banyo.
Pagkatapos magbihis at mag-ayos sa sarili ay kaagad siyang lumabas ng cabin upang magtanong o mas dapat na sabihing mag-complain sa receptionist. Ng makalabas ay inabutan niya ang lalaking naka-higa lang sa hammock na itinali sa puno ng niyog. Hindi niya na ito pinansin dahil gusto niyang malinawan sa lahat.
"Hello!" Bati niya sa receptionist na mukhang busy sa kaka-chika sa kasama nitong bakla.
Tumayo ito sa pagkaka-upo saka ngumiting hinarap siya. "Hello ma'am! How may I help you?"
"Mukhang may mali sa booking system niyo. As far as I remember, I booked a private room." Panimula niya. "Papo private room 2, 'di ba?"
"Ah yes, ma'am." Tiningnan nitong muli ang booking system sa computer. "Tama naman po ang binook niyong kwarto. Tsaka wala pong glitches sa system namin." Anito na nakangiti.
"Kung ganoon, bakit may kasama ako?" Reklamo niya.
"Ma,am, ang Papo private room 2 po namin ay shared room, kaya po dalawa ang kama sa loob," the receptionist explained. "Malinaw po iyon sa description namin sa social media or sa website namin. Isa lang po ang private solo room namin. 'Yon po ang Papo private room 1."
Mukhang lumabo pa yata ang mga mata niya habang nagbo-book dahil sa sobrang excited niya. Tinanong niya sa receptionist kung pwede ba siyang lumipat sa private room 1, pero unavailable daw iyon. But they would be happy to book her into another hostel or cabin under the same company. Roxan promptly refused. No way na lilipat pa siya ng ibang cabin na malayo sa main road. Mag-isa pa naman siya sa Siargao. At naniniwala siya sa kasabihang, kahit saang gubat ay may aswang.
MARK COULD not help grinning at the prissy little thing in front of receptionist. Hindi naman masyadong kalakihan ang Alpas kaya't dinig na dinig niya ang pakikipag-usap nito sa receptionist mula sa hammock na hinihigaan niya sa mga oras na iyon. He was used to women falling at his feet and begging for one night stands to get with the likes of him. The wrong type to bring home to his family for approval. But there was something different about Roxan, the name he observed on the bill since she was obviously too peeved to introduced herself. Not that he could blame her really. Ngunit kakaiba talaga ng dating sa kanya ng babaeng si Roxan.
Not only was she gorgeously proportioned not like the anorexic-looking model types who counted their calories. She was a healthy looking curvaceous woman. As his eyes slid down the silhouette of her body, a heat of expectancy surged inside him. Nothing to deny, he really wanted the woman. Kahit flowy ang suot nitong bestida ay bumabakat pa rin ang pang-upo nito dahil sa destinasyon ng hangin. Nadidikit ang tela dahilan ng paglunok niya. Maybe his best friend Matthew, had a point. He was clearly attracted to her and could tell that she felt something when she first saw him and blushed ten shades of rouge. Maybe a summer fling would be a great way to ease the tension and relax the both of them.
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Matched In Siargao(Fanfiction)
Short Story[A Character from Whroxie] Kung reader kayo ni Whroxie, at kung nabasa niyo na ang mga sinulat niyang Slept With A Stranger at My Bastard Ex, marahil ay kilala niyo na si Mark. Click the story to read and follow Mark Ortega's adventure in Siargao!
