Scenario 1
Excitement was obvious on his face when the slim saleslady handed him the winged fairy figurine sitting on a crystal ball. It looked more beautiful when it was turned on and magical lights were produced inside the crystal ball. He could already imagine the happiness it could bring to her.
“How much?”
“Just ****.” The saleslady replied.
Silence. Arg, ang mahal!
Scenario 2
At the gift-wrapping service.
“Miss, can you please wrap it up for me?” He said, showing the white box, containing the winged fairy figurine inside.
“Yes, sir. You may pick a wrapper here.” The saleslady said while showing endless pile of different wrappers.
Arg, haven’t slept yet. Can’t decide.
“Can you pick for me? I trust you.” The saleslady smiled to that.
“How much will it cost?”
“Just ****.”
Arg, ang mahal!
“OK.”
“Sir, would you like to have a ribbon on it?”
Arg, the marketing strategy.
“Sure. How much?”
“Just add ****.” Arg, you knew it.
Scenario 3
He had been standing there in the center of the mall, looking expectantly, and waiting for a very familiar face. He knew she would love the gift. He even wrote a card for it. His first time. Just a simple one that said:
To My Beloved ****.
From my heart.
From Your Beloved ****.
(Laughs!)
Someone called from his back. Finally, there she was. Now, he was very happy. Proud about his gift.
“Where should we go?” She asked.
Arg, he knew the question was coming; still, he was not ready for it.
“Got an idea?”
She shook her head. Challenge.
Scenario 4
At 7-Eleven.
She insisted that he should be the one planning out the rest of the day. He thought of something. Something that every boy had in their mind. Something not that good. And so what?
He swallowed. Thought some more. He thought he even hesitated to say it at all. He decided to beat around the bush.
“Don’t get me wrong on this, OK?” Does he sound so defensive?
“OK.”
“How about in a daily hotel?” Fatal silence for some seconds, like his heart stopped a lifetime.
“What’s a daily hotel?”
Arg, she doesn’t know? How could he explain it to her?
“You don’t know? Come on, don’t give me a hard time on this. I don’t know how to explain it.”
“Then try.” She simply said.
“It’s that four-letter place where people can have privacy.”
“Tell me more.”
“Arg, it is getting difficult. It has two O’s. There is an S, a G?” He searched her face for some clue that she was getting what he was trying to tell her. Innocence was on her face. She blushed and turned around.
“I don’t go there and not planning to. Never.”
Pieces. His heart were in pieces.
“But, hey, families go there, too. It is a daily hotel, not a motel. See the difference? Families?”
“No.”
Kill me. I couldn’t believe I said it. Arg, go on, kill me.
Scenario 5
In a resort. In a room.
Conversation. Silence. Conversation. Silence. Silence. Conversation. Silence. Silence. Silence.
And…silence.
“Hey, say something.” She asked.
“What? Don’t have anything to say. You say something. I’ll listen.”
Conversation. Some more. Silence. And another silence.
They both lay on the bed. Facing each other. Their first time. Inside a room. Alone. And bored. When they said, a bored mind is a playground for devil or evil acts, he didn’t know if it had something to do with it when the idea came in again.
“Can I hug you?”
She smiled.
They hugged. Arg, that part, that…it was growing. He felt his skin felt so hot like a hellish fever. His heart was like racing against a thousand of horses. He moved away a little bit. Embarrassed that she might feel it. Arg, why he felt like a virgin with her? It was never his first time. He felt so weak and couldn’t make another move.
“What’s wrong with you? You feel so hot.”
Arg, she noticed.
“Are you not afraid of me?” He asked her. We alone in a room? He wanted to add.
“No, why?”
He just shook his head.
They hugged again. He whispered her name. Many times more. Then he sat up abruptly. She was startled and easily got worried.
“Why, something wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“You sure? You don’t look good to me.”
They hugged again. The thing in his head was running wild, almost making him dizzy. He felt he was running out of control of his emotions. Encouragement was far to reach. Too many voices were in his head. It was crazy. He would say it. No, he wouldn’t say it. Yes, he would say it. No, he wouldn’t.
“Can we do it?” Arg, He did it! He had said it!
“No.” She simply said.
“Say it again.” He said.
“No.”
“One more time.”
“No.”
Arg, kill me.
He wanted to scream. He was so bad. He couldn’t believe he even dared to ask her.
“You understand me, right?” She sweetly smiled.
Yes and no.
He roamed around Calamba for the rest of the dawn, trying to kill the idea from his head.
With no success.
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