The Warrior 1: Primo

Chapter 23

6 MONTHS LATER.

Si mommy, which is more pushy than Primo's mom, won the battle kung kailan dapat gaganapin ang kasal. You know moms, they want the best of everything kaya kinailangan niya ng anim na buwan para sa preparations. Even the flowers needed to be ordered abroad, malalanta lang din naman 'yon pagkatapos. Kahit naman isang pumpon ng santan dyan sa gilid ang ipahawak sa aking as a bouquet, I'd still be very glad to use it sa kasal namin.

Huwag na natin pag usapan kung bakit umabot ng six months dahil sa pag aaway pa lang ng mga 'to kung sino ang pipili ay naubos na yata ang isang buwan. They don't want to yield with each other.

And now the media is too excited for the merging of two big conglomerates...

Not for our actual wedding...

"I don't like what the media painted our wedding as. They made it look like a business deal between your dad and mine," reklamo ko habang nagbabasa ako ng news paper. "Practically, it is merging but it doesn't mean we're not in love."

We just finished practicing on the track. Halos araw araw ay nasa circuit kami para mag practice, even after my therapy sessions ay sa circuit pa rin kami dumidiretso. It was because Primo wanted me to learn how to drive. I got into an accident when I was in high school and since then, I had my therapist with me. But nobody really had a time to teach me how to drive and I didn't want people who I don't even know to be the one to teach me. Mas lalo lang yata lalala ang trauma ko kung wala akong tiwala sa mga ito.

But I trust Primo, that's why I've gotten better in driving by two months then six months later, I can drive more than the normal speed – not as fast as Primo though. It was exhilarating to drive very fast, it's like flying in the air.

"Come on, Ayah! Iniiba mo naman ang usapan." Primo said habang tinatapunan ako ng damo na pinutol putol niya. "You know that won't work on me. I'm really against you going without me."

Nasa gitna kami ng track where we're resting a bit. Nakaunan ako sa binti niya habang nakayuko siya sa akin.

I closed the news paper and tiningnan siya. Nakayuko siya sa akin at kunot na kunot ang noo at busangot ang mukha.

"Hoy Primo, hindi kita pinigilan nung nag stag party kayo ng mga kaibigan mo – and God knows what Jaguar and the boys prepared there for you," I stopped at pinandilatan siya ng mata. "I'm still coming – without you," I added.

"I swear I was really behave that time," he insisted at nilagyan ulit ng damo ang mukha ko.

"Ano ba?! Ipapakain ko sayo lahat ng damo rito. Kaasar 'to!" sabi sabay tayo at hinampas siya.

Ngumuso siya. "I heard Shiva invited some guys to strip dance sa despidida de soltera mo."

"So? I heard Jaguar also hired a stripper when you did your stag party!"

"I did not look at anything! I even closed my eyes when she started dancing. If you've seen me do it, you'd be proud of me and how loyal I was."

"Why did you not look at it?! It was supposed to be there to look at?!" I snapped, but deep inside natatawa na sa reaksyon niya. "Sayang naman ang ibinayad ni Jaguar."

Wala naman talagang stripper na hi-nire si Shiva. She was just teasing Primo dahil panay ang reklamo nina Jaguar na kill joy raw ito sa sarili nitong stag party. In fact, he spent his whole night texting me and sitting around the corner and watched his friends have fun. Hmm, loyalty getting very obvious.

"Who are you and what did you do to my girlfriend?" hindi makapaniwalang sabi niya, putting a fake-shocked look.

I ignored his last remark.