Veinticinco

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Ynoa's POV


"Don't answer it if you don't want to." 


Hindi na ako umimik pa. I don't know what to say. I sighed and bit my lip. The guilt i'm feeling is eating me up. Kung magsasambit ako ng salita, madadagdagan lang ang mga kasinungalingan ko at mapapatungan nanaman ng iba. Pumikit ako at inalala ang kapakanan ng kapatid. No one should know about him. Can I keep it forever then? What if i'll just live with it? Paano kapag kaya kong ilihim hanggang kahit kailan ko gusto? Then Roemer and I wouldn't have a problem right?


Nanatili kaming walang imik, kahit sa byahe at maging nang makauwi kami.


Dahil sa hindi makatulog ay bumaba ako at kumuha ng maiinom. Instead of water, I wanted to drink liquor. Roemer went to Zeijan, he told me the kid asked him to read a story. But why do I feel like he's avoiding me?


Dahil may bar counter sila ay doon ako dumiretso. For sure, they are all sleeping. I poured wine to my glass. Linagok ko iyon ng tuluyan at nagsalin nanaman.


"Problemado ka ata?" Agad akong napatingin ako sa bagong dating. 


It was Rafael. He's still in his business attire. Did he just got home? He removed his coat, only his white button down long sleeve were left. Lumapit siya at may kinuha sa ref na isang alak. Not a wine but from the looks of it, it looks expensive and strong.


"Just drink wine. I want something stronger." He uttered.


Kumuha din ng baso at umupo sa tabi ko. "Problemado ka rin ata." I stated obviously.


"Babae?" usisa ko.


I whistled when he remained silent. "Basted?" I teased.


He chuckled and poured the liquor his glass. Like what I did, he drank it all in one shot.


"Ikaw? May problema kayo ni Roemer?"


Napailing na lang ako tumungga ulit ng wine. "Ako ang may problema. Masyado na akong madaming kasalanan."


He remained serious while listening. Tumungga ulit siya ng alak at umiling. "The problem is me. I fucking don't understand myself." He whispered.


Natawa kaming dalawa nang nagkatinginan kami. Halos pareho lang kami. We don't want to open up but we just want someone to listen.


"Can you pour me that?" I asked and pointed out the liquor he's drinking.


"This is too strong for you." He warned.


"The stronger the better." I uttered.



Roemer's POV


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