I smiled the moment I woke up today because Qing is the first person I saw this morning. This made up from me going to sleep last night without him because Qing has a late night meeting. No worries, he messaged me this time that he will come home late.
But waking up with him beside me in bed is such a treat. His handsome face being the first thing I see when I open my eyes...ah, it's giving me the urge to write a poem of everlasting love.
Oh I think I need to pee! I'm being way too cheesy. Sometimes, I wish Qing won't ever learn just how much I love him. I'm afraid it will emboldened Qing to do whatever he wants because he knows I love him so much that I will forgive and overlook almost anything because of my deep feelings for him.
Yup, better keep the true depth of my love for him a secret. That'll keep Qing on his toe and will teach him never to take me for granted.
But really...there are times that I just want to give everything to Qing. I want him to know the full spectrum of my love for him so I won't have any regrets. So when I die, I can say that I've given it all...Qing won't ever question the love I gave to him.
I gently touched Qing's cheek with a forefinger. I wish time will stop and his face will be the last image that will be ingrained in my head.
But alas, time moves and my bladder is already screaming for me to run to the bathroom. I carefully climbed down from the bed, not wanting to wake up Qing. I wonder what time he got in last night. I wanted to wait for him but sleep and tiredness defeated me.
I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. Then I washed my hands and gurgled some mouthwash. I will brush my teeth later, after breakfast. I yawned as I left the bathroom and close my eyes while scratching my head as I made my way to the kitchen. I opened the fridge to get the orange juice karton and search for a glass to pour some juice on it.
I took the glass of orange juice and got out of the kitchen while contemplating if I should cook breakfast in bed for Qing. I wonder what he has planned for us this weekend. I would love to stay home and just cuddle with him and...
"Oh my God!"
I couldn't help but exclaimed loudly as the glass in my hand slipped. It fell on the floor and shattered. The juice splashed the slippers on my feet. But I ignored the broken glass and spilled juice as my eyes stared in horror at the scene on my living room.
I saw feet. Two feet sticking out from the armrest of the couch. Someone is sleeping on our couch? What?
"What happened?!" Someone spoke behind me and I looked around to see MD standing shirtless behind me.
Me: (pointing at MD) You! What are you doing here?!
MD: (smiling uneasily) Oh, Dayu ah. Good morning.
Me: Good morning...what?!!
Yao: (coming out from somewhere, yawning) What is going on?
Me: (shocked beyond belief) (fingers moving from MD to Yao) You too? What are you doing here? Where did you come from?
Yao: From the guest room. The other guys are still asleep.
Me: What other guys? What other guys?!
Someone from the couch stirred and Joi sat up with only one eye opened and hair sticking up everywhere.
Joi: Could you guys tone it down a little? I still want to sleep.
Me: (looking around) Am I still asleep and dreaming? (taking a step forward) What is happening?
MD: (grabbing my arm) Woah, there are broken glass on the floor, Dayu ah. Careful.
I looked down at the broken glass and spilled juice.
Me: (utterly confuse) Right. I need to see Qing. Why are you all here? Who else are here? Why?
Yao: Oh. Go to Qing, he can explain everything. We will clean this up.
Me: (flinching) What?! No! Don't touch anything.
My OCD suddenly woke up in full alert. People in my house. A lot of people in my house. I spilled some juice and I have to hunt all the broken glasses before someone accidentally step on them.
But really, what the fuck is going on?!
Me: No one moves, I have to clean the floor.
I quickly went to look for the dustpan, broom and some rags. I blotted the spilled juice first before sweeping the floor and scooping all the broken glasses. I garbaged the glasses and the rag then look for the hand vacuum. It will be less noisy than the regular vacuum but I had to make sure that all pieces of the broken glass are out of my floor or else Qing might step on them and get hurt.
Yao, MD and Joi were silent as they watched me meticulously work to clean the mess I made. When I was done, I turned to them.
Me: I'm just gonna...talk to Qing.
I walked speedily back to our bedroom. I happened to pass the guest room with its door opened. I stopped and stared in horror as I try to count how many bodies were in my guestroom. Some are sleeping on the bed and I saw one sleeping on the floor using a thick blanket as beddings. I only counted three but I don't think I am that lucky.
I passed the guestroom to get to our room. Qing is still asleep on our bed. I wonder if I should kick him awake or get some water and splash it on his face. How dare he...his friends...in my home...argh!
In the end, I decided to stay calm and wake Qing up by nudging at his sidearm.
Me: Qing, wake up. Wake up!
Qing: (moaning) L-love...what's going on?
Me: You tell me. There are...people outside. What the hell was that?
Qing: (frowning as he sits up on the bed) What do you mean...oh...you already saw them.
Me: Uhuh. Tell me...this is not what I think this is...right?
Qing: (reaching for my hand) Love...
Me: (stepping away from him) Tell me...why are they here?
Qing: (sighing) The guys and I plan to hang out here in the condo for the weekend.
Me: (eyes widening) The whole weekend?
Qing: (wincing as he nods) Yes.
Me: Oh...I see...(frowning) why here?
Qing: MD's place is busted. We planned to hang out there but we can't. It's messy there.
Me: Why? What happened to his place?
Qing: Some busted pipes or something. It was a mess. He'll need a week to figure it out. This weekend, someone will come to fix the pipes and then he can come home to clean it all up. The guys and I are planning to help him out. For now, we have no place to go but here.
Me: No place? Really?
Qing: We thought about it the whole time last night. We cannot think of a place where we can hang out, play games, eat our hearts out and drink the weekend away safely aside from here. Some places we used to go to are compromised as well. We really have no other place where we can go, Love. I swear...
I stared at Qing. My fiancé gave me a hopeful look.
Me: But the whole weekend...
Qing: Please. Let us stay here.
I want to say no. I do. I really do. But this is actually the first time Qing has asked me to house his friends for the weekend. He doesn't usually call the boys to stay in our love nest. He has his turn to host mahjong and poker game nights but aside from that, Qing fairly shielded me from the full force of having his friends over.
And if you think about it, I think I would rather they stay here in the condo where it's safe than have them roaming outside and hanging out in places where they could get sick.
Me: (reluctantly nodding) Okay. Stay here. Why not?
Qing's face brightened up as he gave me a happy smile. He gets off the bed to hug me.
Qing: Thank you, Love. I promise, the boys and I will behave. And we will clean up after ourselves.
Me: Of course. I won't play maid for the weekend for all of you.
Qing: I know. Thank you again. I'll just see what the others are doing.
Qing kissed my cheek before running outside the bedroom to see his friends. I feel like I am already regretting my decision to permit this to happen but I am sure glad that at least Qing could keep his pride.
I mean, guys talk too. I know if I said no, Qing will respect my decision and he will bundle his friends and relocate somewhere else. But I know his friends will look at Qing and wonder why he couldn't even manage to get a yes out of me to let them stay in the condo, that Qing co owned, to hang out.
In a way, this is a matter of pride for my husband to be.
I fisted my hands and nod in determination.
Me: Right! I just have to endure it for two days. I can do that. It'll be fine. I like most of those guys. It'll be fine.
(Was it fine, Dayu ah?)
No. Within the first hour of being with them, I decided to pack a bag and run to the museleom to Mama and Baba.
I cannot do it. I cannot stay in one space with Qing and his friends. I just can't.