We Are Married?! (PUBLISHED under Pop Fiction)

Chapter Forty Nine

“Yung totoo? Papakawalan mo tapos tsaka mo hahabulin? Are you out of your mind?!” Inis na sabi ni Cita kay Natalie. Nasa isang bar sila ngayon, nabalitaan ni Natalie na nasa retreat sila Lawrence ayan tuloy, udlot nanaman ang plano.

“Are you really my friend or what? Di ba your supposed to come here and plot my ‘getting-back-Lawrence-cause-he’s-mine’ whatever??” Tiningnan ni Natalie ng masama ang kaibigan, nga naman kampi dapat sya kay Natalie di ba?

“Jesus Nat, I’m not as dumb as what you think. I won’t be majoring Political Science if I would tolerate this side of you. And from what the judge of blah blah knows you’re committing a crime of adultery!” Paliwanag ni Cita, well she has a point. Kasal nga naman si Lawrence at Noneen.

“Their marriage isn’t legal here, akala ko ba major mo is Political Science?? And for fuck’s sake any court won’t even justify their marriage for that stupid girl is underage.” Dahilan niya sabay tungga ng tequila na inorder niya. Napailing naman si Cita.

“You know Natalie, on the first place why dumping him and suddenly coming back and wanting him back in your arms? Ano bang sense nito ha? I’m your friend that’s why I’m telling you this. I have my own understanding, alam ko kung kelan ariba pa at alam ko kung kelan tama na, tigilan mo na. At eto yun Natalie, eto yun. Tama na.” Natawa naman si Natalie sa sinabi ng kanyang kaibigan. Tsaka siya napailing. Kung kelan ako bumalik tsaka ako susuko? No way.

“Nope Cita, I won’t give up. Besides, alam mo namang di ko kagustuhang maging kami ni John di ba? I was required for this stupid publicity!” Sabi niya sabay isang shot. Damn this feeling.

“But you had a choice.”

“No Cita, wala akong choice! Walang wala! Damn this stupid career and everything! Alam mong mahal ko si Lawrence. Mahal ko sya, mahal na mahal.” Buong tapang na sabi ni Natalie.

“Then tell me Nat, why did you left him?—“

“Stop.”

“—why did you choose your career over him? Why didn’t you accept his marriage proposal?—“

“Stop.”