Territorial Men 10: Caston Villareal

CHAPTER 7

"Uh-huh, ikaw pala ang nag-utos!" baling niya sa kapatid at bahagyang kinurot ang tagiliran nito.

Naghagikhikan sila roon dahil ginantihan siya ng kurot at kiliti ni Zakia.

It was a funny and childish moment for the both of them. Their bond as sisters was strong enough not to be destroyed. Kahit na may pagkamatigas ang ulo ni Zakia, hindi niya pa rin kaya na wala ang kapatid niya.

They were best friends. May mga bagay na hindi nila nasasabi sa iba nilang kaibigan, ngunit kaya nilang sabihin sa isa't isa.

It's the trust and loyalty that made their relationship as sisters stronger and unbeatable.

Kaya alam niya na sa pag-ibig, hindi tawag ng laman ang kailangan sa matibay na pagsasamahan. Trust should strongly be built not only in a romantic relationship, but also in friendship.

That day, they both decided to have their shot next week. Paloma was so concerned about them and they really appreciated that.

"Maganda ang gano'n, Senyorita, para hindi kayo mabuntis nang hindi inaasahan," patuloy nito. "Every three months naman 'yon. Kapag hindi hiyang ang katawan niyo, pwede naman na pills na lang."

Magkahawak ang kamay nila ni Zakia. Though they were still virgins, the both of them already experienced something that could take their virginities away if they continued doing that. Mabuti nang ligtas sila sa mga bagay na hindi pa naman talaga sila handang mangyari.

"Pero hindi naman din ako sang-ayon na makikipagtalik kayo sa mga lalaking mahal o gusto niyo. Mas maganda pa rin na kasal na kayo bago niyo ibigay ang katawan ninyo. Kaya lang, sa panahon ngayon, masyadong agresibo ang mga tao. Bihira na lang ang lalaking marunong maghintay."

When it came to this thing, Paloma was very sincere about telling them her opinion. She can be funny and at the same time mature too.

"Noong may nangyari sa inyo ng asawa mo, kasal na ba kayo?" curious na tanong ni Zakia, nakasiksik sa kanya at yakap ang braso niya.

Mahiyaing ngumiti si Paloma na nagpaikot sa mga mata nilang magkapatid.

"Hindi pa. Hindi ko kayang labanan ang pang-aakit sa 'kin ni Baldo kaya hindi pa kami kasal ay isinuko ko na ang bataan!"

Naubos ang hapon sa kakatawa nila sa mga kabulastugan, kalokohan, at pagpapatawa ni Paloma.

Zalanna felt at ease. Kahit papa'no ay nakalimutan niya si Caston at ang maiinit na sandali kasama ang binata.

True to Caston's words, he arrived at their condo unit that evening to pick her up.

Sporting a black full-sleeved T-shirt that hugged his ironclad chest, khaki pants, and leather shoes, he still looked formal and virile. His aura was always authoritative. Hindi natitinag.

"Napakaguwapo! Ang sarap paglihian!" bulong-bulong ni Paloma sa gilid niya na parang bulateng binudburan ng asin.

Zalanna was on her cacao slinky cross neck dress, open toes stiletto, and clutch. Her hair was on her back that made her curves more defined.

"Ingatan mo ang senyorita namin, Sir Caston," pahabol ni Paloma nang makalabas na sila sa pinto.

"I will."

Caston placed his hand at the small of her back as he guided her to the elevator. Then he territorially snaked his hand on her waist when they were already inside with two handsome foreigners whom he caught glancing at her.