Along Siargao

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I ordered my dinner on the same resto I had last day. I love their food, maraming pagpipiplian even japanese and italian foods.

I decided to take a shower first since malagkit ang katawan ko dahil sa beach. Matagal pa rin naman siguro 'yung food.

I flinched when I heard some knocks and my door bell rang. Shit, wrong timing. I was in the middle of scrubbing my thigh.

Kinuha ko 'yung bath robe para kunin ang order.

“Kuya, wrong timing ka—," I stopped.

"G-good evening, y-your order ma'am.” He stuttered, looking away.

Sinirado ko agad ang pinto at bahagya siyang sinilip. Kinuha ko ang pera saka inabot sa kanya. I grabbed my food from him.

“Klein, regular ka ba sa resto niyo?” I asked.

“Every night lang po, ma'am,” Sabi niya, hindi pa rin tumitingin sa 'kin.

I widely opened the door to tease him more.

“Huwag puro fast food ma'am,” he stated.

“And who are you para pagsabihan ako?”

“Concerned citizen lang po.”

I rolled my eyes. “Don't bother.”

After the last word I uttered he stared at me. And then, he left.