Part 3: Kakaibang Bakasyon

continuation of Part 2: Kakaibang Bakasyon (here)

"Message sent." It read. 

I put the cell phone back in my small striped sling bag, and sat beside him. I waited for a couple of minutes for him to settle down. Then, he looked at me strangely. 

"Ok lang ba?" I asked. Though it was pretty obvious he wasn't at his best after a catharsis, but I tried my best to make him feel that I cared. Which of course I still did after what had happened. 

He didn't answer. He stared at me like he was staring at a blank wall. I looked away to hide my emotions cause I was sure I would be carried away. Knowing me.

I took the pack of Marlboro menthol out of my bag and lit one stick. While I was looking at the smoke I intermittently puffed, my mind was clouded over with the memories I had with him. 

It all started in May 2008. 

"The chairman of the board of judges is a graduate of..." Metang was reading my profile while I was seated in the middle of other credible judges, feeling a little nervous because the audience was all eyes on me. Metang was the pageant host for the "Miss Gay Magdalena 2008". 

After the successful event, it was already a tradition for the gay organizers to invite their male friends to a drinking session. That was how they wanted to culminate the event. So being very close to the organizers, they dragged me to one of the karaoke bars nearby. We almost occupied the whole place leaving a few empty tables for the 'outsiders'. The group was too noisy. Bekis and otokos in one gathering was literally a riot. It was fun though.

I was half way through finishing my fourth bottle when I saw three guys getting inside the place. They were seated at the table beside the main door.  I stopped to ask Lody who the guys were. 

"Ah mga taga Baanan". She told me as if she wasn't interested at all. Baanan is a town after Magdalena. "Mag-pipinsan yan". She continued. 


"Ah, cute yung isa noh?". I was referring to the guy with a red hanky around his neck. He looked so baduy. His thick eye brows and curly eye lashes which were visible from where I was seated were very attractive though. 


"Pakilala mo naman ako, mare!" I begged. Without wasting so much time, Lody stood up and approached the group.


"Rico, gusto ka raw makilala ng friend ko." The guy just smiled and was a little embarrassed because of Lody's loud voice. "Mabait yan, taga-Maynila." She continued. 


"Mukha nga kasi ngayon ko lang sya nakita." Rico shyly replied. "Di ba sya yung judge kanina?" He asked. I was surprised. I didn't know he was there in the event. I just hoped he had a nice impression on me. I started to be conscious. LOL


"Oo, halika, pakilala kita!" Before Rico could even say a word, Lody grabbed his hand and brought him to where I was seated. I pretended not to see them coming and acted like I was startled and shocked. 


"Hi po." His courteousness abruptly changed my mood, from the state of shock to bliss. Igat! 


"Ay, magalang hinde balasubas." I murmured to myself. "Hi! Canoe pala." I offered a hand shake which he gladly accepted. "Rico po." He replied with a cute smile that showed off his dimples. 


His hand was big and cold. I know that a person who has cold hands has a warm heart. And that was how I felt that night. He was so kind and polite that I sometimes caught myself unconsciously smiling while looking at him. 


It was so surreal. I thought it was just a dream but when I woke up, he was already beside me on the bed sleeping like a child. Then I vividly remembered what happened that night and how we ended up in each other's arms. The four corners of Wendy's resort's air conditioned room were our solemn witnesses. That thought made me smile. I thought I found the other piece of my slippers. I thought. 


I looked at him and kissed his forehead. He slightly opened his eyes, then held my face. We kissed passionately, an affirmation of our budding relationship. 






(to be continued)




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