ALELI: The Girl From Yesterday

CHAPTER 3

PAKIRAMDAM ni Aleli ay biglang tumigil ang pag-inog ng mundo nang mapagsino ang lalaking nakatayo sa pintuan. Walang kurap-kurap ang mga mata niyang napako sa mukha ng lalaki. Ito ang lalaking kailanma'y hindi niya aakalaing makikita pang muli. Hindi niya akalaing magkrukrus pang muli ang kanilang mga landas.

"Clint?" mahinang sambit niya na tanging siya lamang ang nakarinig.

Pupungas-pungas si Clark at napahikab pa bago hinarap ang panauhin nito. Napakunot-noo siya nang makita ang gulat na ekspresiyon ng babaeng bumungad sa kaniya pagbukas ng pinto. Tila gusto niyang mapangiti dahil sa isiping, tila ngayon lang nakakita ng lalaking naka-brief ang babaeng panauhin.

"What can I do for you?" tinatamad na tanong ni Clark. Halatang gusto niyang bumalik agad sa pagtulog.

Lalong lumalim ang pagkukunot-noo nito nang tila walang narinig ang babae. Her face was in shocked while staring at him like acused.

How will she ever forget the man whom she'd once fell inlove with. Once. At ang minsan na iyon ay nanatili sa mahabang panahon--- Pagmamahal na nabahiran na ng galit at poot sa malaking bahagi ng kaniyang puso.

Until now, he's acting like she's a stranger to him. "I don't know her. She doesn't mean to me." Mga katagang muling nanumbalik at umalingawngaw sa kaniyang pandinig.

He filled her heart with heartaches. Yet she's standing in front of him like a person he'd never known neither met, at all.

She want to curse him back then--- Katulad ng pagtataboy nito sa kaniya noon, matapos nitong makuha ang gusto nito sa kaniya. Ngunit para saan pa? She has now a wonderful gift from above. Kung hindi dahil sa lalaking kaharap nito ngayon ay wala sanang 'Clinton Jex' na nagpapasaya at nagpapalakas ng loob niya ngayon. Why act like a hypocrite to rewind the past--- the pain? Why shoudn't act civil and pretend that she is fine after all? Bakit hindi niya ipakita dito na naka-move on na siya mula sa pait ng kahapong idinulot nito sa kaniya?

Ngunit sa kailaliman ng kaniyang puso, isa pa rin siyang dakilang talunan, even though she'd try hard to drum up herself. The pain was there--- kept in her deepest heart--- the resentment. And, as well, the revenge.

Napapitlag si Aleli nang biglang tumunog ang kaniyang handphone. Agad siyang bumalik sa huwisyo at mabilis na dinukot ang nag-iingay na gadget sa loob ng kaniyang purse. Bagay na ikinairita ni Clark.

"Hey! Woman, you disturb me from good sleep, then you ignore me like that." Gigil na naihilamos ni Clark ang isang palad sa mukha.

Ngunit hindi iyon pinansin ni Aleli, pinindot niya ang answer button at agad na kinausap ang tila natataarantang boses ni Jen, ang kaniyang assistant sa floristry shop.

"What?! Mali ang address ng umorder?"

"Sorry, ma'am..." apologetic na boses ni Jen sa kabilang linya. "Mali lang po 'yung house number, but the house is located at the same town, 'yung address na nakasulat sa papel, ma'am."

"Okey, got it. Don't worry, we will deliver the orders right now. Give me the number of the client, so that in case there is problem again, I can talk to them immediately."

Hindi man biro ang pagkakamali ng kaniyang assistant ay hindi na siya nagsayang pa ng oras para pagalitan o sisihin ito, ang utak niya'y nasa taong kaharap ngayon. Hindi niya napaghandaan ang pagkakataong iyon--- Neither ready to face him.

Agad namang tumalima si Jen at nang makuha ang kailangan ay agad na niyang hinarap si Clint.

"I'm sorry, wrong address ang delivery."

Kahit sa simpleng salita ay hindi niya naitago ang panginginig ng kaniyang boses.

Hindi niya inaasahan ang tagpong iyon. Hindi niya alam kung paano umaktong normal sa harap n Clint. But he was her opposite. He looks gaily, fine--- total stranger. He did not recognize her, at all.

"How fine actor he'd become." Naningkit siya nang matitigan ito sa mga mata.

She is lying to herself if she'll say she's fine too.

"Sorry? After all, Miss, you'll say sorry? Damn it! Mas inuna mo pa ang handphone mong sagutin kaysa sa taong inabala mo."

Hindi na maitago ni Clark ang pagkapikon sa babaeng kaharap. Ang daming oras na bulabugin siya sa walang kabuluhang bagay, sa kasagsagan pa naman ng kaniyang pamamahinga.

"Kung ayaw mong tanggapin ang simpleng sorry, e, hindi ko puwedeng ipilit," piksi niya. "I wonder if you deserved so."

"What?!" Nagpanting ang taynga ni Clark sa sinabi ng babae. "Yes, of course, you do have to apologize because of your stupidity. Ikaw ang nang-abala, tapos ikaw pa ang mataray!"

Sa reaksiyon nito'y talagang totoo ang kasabihang, "Biruin mo na ang lasing, huwag lang ang bagong gising." He's really furious. So was she! Hindi naman talaga sinasadyang mali ang address ng delivery.

"I said it already. Kung ayaw mo sa salitang sorry, wala na akong magagawa." Matigas niyang turan saka tumalikod na rito. "You've changed a lot, Clint. And I wonder why?"

Mahina ang pagkakasabi niya, pero umabot iyon sa pandinig ni Clark. At mabilis na siyang humakbang palayo sa natulalang si Clark.

Wala na sa harapan niya ang babae nang makahuma si Clark. He was stunned--- Not because of her irritated aura, but to what she said before leaving him in shocked.

The woman called him Clint. She didn't know her, yet she looked like she know him very well.

Balak niya sana itong habulin, pero nang maalala niyang wala siyang ibang saplot kundi ang kaniyang brief ay hindi na niya iyon ginawa pa.

Bigla siyang naguluhan dahil sa babaeng iyon. Saglit siyang natigilan nang masagip ng kaniyang mga mata ang isang maliit na bagay sa sahig. He picked it up. A small card, kung saan nakasulat ang, 'CJ's Floristry Shop', address ng shop, at contact number.

Malakas ang kutob niyang nahulog ito ng babaeng kaaalis lang. Napapaisip siyang bumalik sa higaan matapos isarang muli ang pinto. Bitbit pa rin niya ang card at sa higaan ay paulit-ulit na binasa ang nakasulat doon, habang ang isip niya'y nakapinta ang mukha ng babaeng may-ari ng card.

Sinubukan niyang bumalik sa pagtulog. Bagama't nahirapang bumalik sa kaniya ang nawalang antok ay naidlip din siya makaraan ang isang oras.

"Masaya na ako basta kasama ka." Ani ng isang babaeng nakayakap sa kaniya.

She was young and beautiful. Her long hair was dark, her skin creamy, and has a straight little nose. Black and delicate eyelashes, framed those incredible angelic eyes with an ethereal beauty straight out of heaven.

Her voice was soft, quiet, and pretty, too.

He drove her inside the bedroom. Bakas ang pag-aalangan at takot sa magandang mukha nito. She was scared on what he is opt to. They weren't a kids at all. They were grown up--- Enough to do what their desires. And he desires her-- Her body, her smell--- Everything.

Damn. He want to feel her flesh on him. She wants her off that dress and touch her body-- He want her in his skin--- NAKED.

And, so he did. He brought her near the bed. Now, she's naked. He's gaze on her. Yeah, real beautiful, he thought. He couldn't control the lust inside him at all. He is now to choose, wether to FIGHT or to f**k. Iisa lang ang alam niya sa tagpong iyon, she was irrisistible--- At hindi na niya kaya pang supilin ang init na tumutupok sa kaniya. And after a moment, he'd chose the latter.

He move closer.

She met his eyes, her lips parted as he kiss her, her tongue mingled with his. His hands on her rear, gripping the rounded globes and lifting her to him. Ipinulupot nito ang mahahaba nitong hita sa kaniyang balakang. The heated curls of her entrance heated his d**k as he caress her round rear.

"Umm..." napaungol siya. She's wet for him. Damn. She was too responsive.

He kept her in his grip, held her lips with his. He laid her gently on bed and pull her near the edge. He kiss her on her cheek, to her jaw, taste her sweet lips. Naglakbay ang kaniyang mapaghanap na mga labi sa kaniyang leeg, pabaa sa dibdib nito. She was too delicate as he reach her modesty. He cupped her breast. The size of mounds was like made only for him as his palm exactly fits on them. He kiss the ripe berries on top of the peak, and let his tongue lick the engorged swell simultaneously.

He kneeled on the floor and pulled her against him. He parted her legs and gently touch her wet entrance.

She moaned.

And her voice filled with pleasure echoed in the four corners of the room. She gasp as he kiss her there. He tease her clit and dip his tongue as he rasped against it. She open wider for him. And, oh, he like it. He savour, he lick, and taste her damp paradise. She arched her body, grabbed his hair, and pulled him against her. She want him to taste her more. She was aching in the pangs of extreme pleasure. So was he.

He pushed her to bed and, movimg beside her as she stretched out on her stomach.

"Why are we doing this now?" she whispered.

"Because I'm burning inside. Burning to hear you plead and scream my name in the agony of sweet ecstacy. Because I want to watch you call for me as we climb together--- up the heaven, Aleli." His gaze on hers. "Because it's a hunger I can't control."

"Ano ang gagawin natin?"

Ang kamay niya'y muling lumapat sa pang-upo nito, at itinaas ito nang bahagya.

"Lahat."

Pleasure and pain.

Her fingers clenched into the sheet beneath her as she fought to hold on her senses. He pushed harder inside her, as he break the soft wall on her entrance. Faster, as she scream his name to give her more--- f**k her more.

"Clint... Oh, f**k!"

"Aleli, oh, damn..! So good!"

"Huh!"

Napabalikwas siya ng bangon, pawisan ang buo niyang katawan. Though he was puzzled by the dream, hindi pa rin humuhupa ang init na naramdaman niya sa kaniyang panaginip. Damn! Parang totoo. Kahit nagising na siya mula sa panaginip ay mainit pa rin ang kaniyang pakiramdam. And his crotch was hard fully-erected under his underwear.

Nasapo niya ang noo at wala sa loob na pinahid ang mga pawis doon.

The lady in his dream, hindi ito si Dominique. He called her Aleli, and she even called him Clint.

Napatingin siya sa maliit na card na nasa tabi niya. Nakatulugan niya pala ang katititig doon kanina. The woman who droped it, looks like the young woman in her dream. Ipinilig niya ang kaniyang ulo.

Bakit ganoon na lamang ang hatid sa kaniya ng babaeng nakausap kanina? Bakit nagpakita ito hanggang sa panaginip? At hindi lang basta nagpakita, but they'd s*x. Darn! Kumirot nanaman ang kaniyang ulo at tila biglang sumikip ang dibdib. Kinapa niya ang gamot sa side table at ang isang baso ng tubig doon. Mabilis niya iyong nilagok bago kinuha ang kaniyang handphone.

Nawaglit na pala sa kaniyang isipan ang bumisita sa doktor na inireto sa kaniya ng doktor niya sa New York. Bago siya lumipad pauwi sa Pilipinas ay ibinigay nito ang kompletong address ng clinic at contact number noon. How he'd become forgetful about his health