My Teacher Every Day but My Husband Every Night (ON HOLD)

Prologue

I didn't notice na kanina pa pala ako nakaharap sa vanity mirror ng room na ito, I also failed to notice na kanina pa ako nakatitig sa repleksyon ko. They put on simple makeup, yet they managed to make me glow. Kahit na walang kabuhay-buhay ang mukha ko.

Suminghap ako and my mom did the same thing. She held my hand tightly. I looked at her through the mirror, she's smiling at me.

"You look so beautiful, my baby," aniya at suminghap muli. "My baby's getting married already," she continued.

Still with my emotionless face, I uttered, "Mom, kung hindi naman dahil sainyo ni daddy ay wala ako rito, probably in a beach. Having fun."

"Kayo lang naman ang dahilan kung bakit magpapakasal ako ngayon at kung bakit napaaga ang pagpapakasal ko," pagtutuloy ko pa.

She avoided my eyes. She hugged me from behind and said, "Sorry anak, I'm sorry love."

I won't cry. That's what I promised to myself last night thinking about this event. I also didn't cry last night but that doesn't makes me brave, I don't even have the courage to get away from this. Everytime I think about the arranged marriage thing, naluluha ako. Noong nakaraang linggo, tuwing gabi ay nakakatulog akong may namamagang mata at basa pa.

Someone knocked at the door. Pinuntahan ito ni mommy at binuksan. It was the wedding organizer, telling my mom na okay na raw ang lahat at oras na para pumunta sa church.

Even if this is just a marriage of convenience, my mom and dad, together with the parents of the groom, they planned this for months. Kitang-kita mo na they gave a huge amount of money for this. Parang totoong kasalan because of the effort the two teams have put into.

Hindi ko pa nakikita ang groom ko. I wonder what does he looks like? How old is he? I did not ask much information to my mom and dad about him. Baka akala nila ay interesado ako. Ayaw ko kasing maisip nila na I'm into this crap, I want them to know na nasasaktan ako at nasasakal nila ako. I want them to know na ayaw na ayaw ko talaga sa desisyon nilang ito.

Tumango si mommy at may sinabi sa organizer. The organizer nodded and went away. Tumayo ako. I looked at my wedding gown. I admire it sa sobrang ganda niya. At least my appearance looks pretty even if the whole thing is chaos.

Lumapit si mommy sa akin. She held both of my hands with her two hands as well. She kissed my cheek. Her eyes sparkling. "I love you, Harel..." bulong niya.

Naiiyak ako. I lowered my head at tumango sa kanya. Hinaplos haplos niya ang aking mga kamay at umalis na.

They rented a hotel room para dito magkaayusan. Ang alam ko ay dito rin ang reception. I don't care though. I'll drink lots of wine later.

I'm still inside the car, waiting for my cue.

I'm about to get married.

I'm about to walk down the aisle while my groom is waiting for me.

I'm about to get kissed in front of the altar by a stranger, while the priest, my mom and dad, and many people that I do and don't know watch—oh wait, why the heck am I even thinking about this?! Mahina kong inalog ang ulo ko.

Now, it's my turn to walk. Umalis ako ng kotse at naghintay sa harap ng mga saradong malalaking pintuan ng simbahan. Nakaramdam ako bigla ng kaba.

Why am I nervous?

"...the bride..." and the doors suddenly opened. I walked slowly down the aisle. Pinagmasdan ko ang mga taong dumalo sa seremonya, some are smiling at me, may mga tumatango tango rin. Some are clapping their hands slowly and quietly.