The Coño Boy 1 & 2: Love What You Will

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Kasalanan ito ni Waze at ni Manong sa Plaza

[Author's Note: Pardon the late update. Do forgive this unedited chapter as I have been busy. I'm in a rush to publish any update because of your messages. Please bear with me, I have actually fallen asleep twice while typing away. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter.]

"Dude, I've been calling you. Where've you been? You're not answering your phone."

The collective thudding from all the buco that fell from my left hand onto the hardwood floors could not wear off my shock at the sight of Joaquin's tall figure standing at the edge of our ante-sala.

*Utang na loob, Joaquin! What in the world compelled you to drive all the way here? At paano mo naman natunton ang bahay ng Lola ko?*

Me: Follow me, please?

*Keep your cool, Sean. Kalma lang.*

Joaquin starts walking towards my direction.

I turn around, walk past Jake na hawak pa rin yung mga buco with both hands —for sure, he is as equally shocked as I am. I make my way back near the top of the wooden staircase, and turn right to where my old room is. Lumingon ako one more time to make sure na talagang sumusunod si Joaquin. I immediately open the double doors and get inside. I make sure that Joaquin is already in the room with me.

Me: Close the door, please.

I ask of him.

I hear the sound the double doors make as he shuts it.

I turn towards him.

Joaquin: Sean—

I try my best to keep my voice as low as I can.

Me: What are you doing here? How did you— Ay ano ba, Joaquin? What got into your head?

Sheer panic na ang tumatakbo sa isip ko. More like nobody just follows anyone to this part of the south on a whim, ano.

He grabs both my shoulders and looks me in the eye.

Joaquin: Dude, put down the buco. Baka mahampas mo ako with that.

I look at my right hand and I'm still clutching the ties on the three pieces of buco that I absent-mindedly brought to my room. This surprising turn of events has made me forget na mabigat ang mga dala ko kanina going up the stairs. I slowly put down the buco on the floor.

Joaquin: You're not happy to see me?

There's a slight pa-cutesy lambing sa tono ni Joaquin and I know he's trying to get away with this surprise.

*If you can call their presence here a surprise. Ang kaso, hindi surprise ito, it's an ambush! It's a coño club ambush!*

Me: Answer my question first. What are you doing here?

Joaquin: I wanted to see you.

*Talaga lang ha, Joaquin? Gusto mo pala ako makita... Puwede din naman mag-video call, di ba? Wait lang, do I have Skype installed on my mobile phone?*

Me: You drove all the way here? Alone? How did you find our house?

Joaquin: Yes, I drove all the way here. And no, not naman alone. Caleb and Artie are there in your sala. Hindi mo lang siguro sila na-notice just now.

*Ha? Ano to? Barkada road trip?*

Me: You dragged them all the way here? Don't they have like Sunday brunch with their families at Spirals or something bored and rich people do on Sunday mornings?