[♤]: THE ANARCHIC DELINQUENTS

Chapter 13: "TWINS" | Month of August

CHAPTER 13

THE BADDEST DELINQUENTS

“TWINS”

WRITTEN BY: VASILISA ROSEMARIE SABINA

I woke up by someone giving me a morning peck on the tip of my nose. I don’t exactly know where we are but I think we’re in the province. Alexander bought this rest house with the help of Pocholo. It’s been a week since Alexander and I ran away and let me tell you this, we’re totally f[u]cked up. We don’t know how to cook. One week na kaming nag bu-burger at pizza and I’m very sick of it. Buti na lang may nag titinda ng potchi sa tabi-tabi. I still can’t believe this is happening; Alyona and Limochin, having an affair and it’s bulgar. Everyone can see it. Anastasia being a monster then she called off my wedding with Alexander. Alexander and I running away. I mean, ran away. This is so sudden. Ah, define “sudden”.

“What do you think you’re doing, Alexander the Great?” I asked him as I raised my eyebrow nang bigla niyang kunin niya ‘yung phone niya.

“What?”

“Magluluto tayo. Hindi mag o-order.”

“You’re insane. We can’t cook and you know it.”

“Sure, of course. Stand up.”

Tumayo siya at hinila ko siya papuntang kusina. God. Really. Cooking is disgusting. I hate cooking. Ugh. What to do? Man. This isn’t my thing.

“So . . .”

“So, so ka dyan. Ano?!” pag susungit ko sa kanya.

"What to do?" tanong naman niya.

“First, let me go.” Since hawak na naman niya ‘yung kamay ko. “Second, magluto ka ng rice kasi gusto kong kumain ng rice. Third, mag tinapay ka na lang ‘saka ka mag raw salami. Fourth, mag su-sunny side eggs na lang ako.”

Buti na lang may laman ‘tong fridge na ‘to kundi ihahagis palabas ‘to. Kumuha ako ng dalawang itlog sa fridge at pinainit ‘yung frying pan ‘saka ko nilagyan ng oil ‘tas niluto ko na ‘yung itlog. Habang niluluto ko ‘yung itlog biglang nag tanong si Alexander.

“Ilang times kung huhugas ‘tong bigas?”

“Dalawa lang. Anong gusto mo, mawalan ‘yan ng lasa?” sagot ko naman pero tinignan niya lang ako na parang nababaliw na at napailing na lang. 

“Pocholo is going to visit you later,” he suddenly said. I flinched. 

This is it. I thought.

“I thought ayaw mo kay Pocholo.”

“Well. He helped me but that doesn’t want him to be my friend. Malapit siya sa ‘yo and I don’t like that. He’ll just visit and done, bayad na ‘yun sa pag tulong niya sa ‘kin,” paliwanag niya habang nilalagay ko sa plato ‘yung itlog na niluto ko.

“Sh[i]t,” I muttered to myself. Nabasag ‘yung yolk. Takte, perfect na sana. Lumapit sa ‘kin si Alexander at tumawa nang makita niya ‘yung itlog na niluto ko.

“Is that what you called sunny-side up eggs?” pilosopong tanong niya.

“No. It’s a moon-side up eggs. So shut up and let’s eat.”