Pumunta ako sa may counter at nilayo ang epic fail cakes mula sa kanya. His frustration was so intense na feeling ko any minute ibabato niya ang tray sa pader.
“Hey, calm down,” Curving my hands over his shoulders, I began to massage gently, trying to dispel the knots of stress. “You know, you could just buy him a ca—“
“Ugh. Don’t g— damn that feels good,” he groaned as his head lolled back. Kahit paano naramdaman ko na narelax din siya. “Where’d you learn this?”
I took my time before replying. “Kay Nana. Magaling siya sa ganito. Dapat nagpahilot ka sa kanya last time.” I applied gentle pressue on the back of his neck that made him wince. “Did that hurt?”
“Sshh.. I’m thinking.”
“Is this helping you think?” I asked, moments later.
He slowly nodded. “Y-yeah. Pwede bang diinan mo dito?” he tapped his right shoulder. Wow, hello there tight knots! Nagbake ba talaga siya o nagbuhat ng mga sako ng bigas? “Fuck!” he muttered when I pressed on the tightest spot. “That feels so good.”
Massaging someone like this is such an intimate act. Mahilig akong magmamasahe pero kapag may nagrerequest lang sa’kin. Etong masahe kay Andreau? Ako lang naman ang may paandar nito. I was surprised, hindi siya nainis sa’kin. He needed this massage, that I could tell.
Plus, nandito ulit kami sa kitchen niya. Ba’t ba lagi dito nagaganap ang intimate moments namin? Una, yung kiss. Tapos yung birthday celebration ko. At ngayon.. ito. May sussunod pa ba?
The massage lasted for few more minutes. After that, Andreau turned around, sporting that mysterious smile again. “Thanks a lot, Zades. That made me feel much better.”
“You’re welcome, Boss. But.. the massage isn’t enough, right?”
“Yeah,” his troubled look returned for a moment and was quickly replaced with a tired smile. “One last try. Kung panget pa rin, bibili na lang ako ng cake.”
“Okay, I’ll ask for help,” I told him as I reached for my phone. “Anong cake ba ang gagawin mo?”
“Chocolate cake. Hey, sinong tatawagan mo?”
“Texting, actually. Si Mima. May three hours pa bago ang shift niya sa restaurant. She could help you.” Nanahimik siya bigla nang mabanggit ko ang nanay ko. “What’s wrong?”
“N-nothing,” mabilis niyang sagot. “I’ll clean up first.”
Tahimik na nagligpit ng kalat si Andreau habang hinihintay ko ang reply ni Mima. Ten minutes later, a text message arrived: Facetime na lang! Good thing laging bukas ang wifi dito sa condo ni Big Boss. “Andreau dalian mo dyan. Facetime na with Mima!”
Nag-ayos pa ng buhok si Andreau bago siya lumapit sa’kin. Peering over my shoulder, he impatiently asked, “Nasan na? Is she the—“
“Say!”
Dear God, muntik ko nang mabagsak ang phone ko sa gulat. Pa’no ba naman, may suot na facial mask ‘tong nanay ko! “Ma! Ano ka ba! Ba’t di ka naman lang nagsabi na may suot kang ganyan!”
Tinawanan na lang niya ako. “Nasan si Andreau?”
Ugh, fangirling mode na naman ang nanay ko ngayon. Inabot k okay Andreau ang phone ko. “Magsama nga kayong dalawa! Kainis!”
Andreau cleared his throat before speaking. “Hello po Tita George,” aba ang bait ata niya ngayon! Ganyan talaga siya pag may kailangan! “Sorry po talaga sa abala.”
“Uy ano k aba! Don’t worry! So.. baking?”
Ang dapat na 10 minutes na pagtatanong ni Andreau ay nauwi sa halos 45 minutes na chikahan nila ng nanay ko. Kung hindi pa siguro nalowbatt ang phone ko I’m sure aabot ng ilang oras ang kwentuhan nila!
[26] She's My Girlfriend!
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