The Sex Goddess First Love Published Under Sizzle
"Inalagaan ng prinsesa ang prinsipe hanggang sa isang araw muli siyang nagising sa mahimbing na pagkatulog." Sabi ni Tristan. Nasa orphanage kami ngayon at nakapalibot sa kanya ang mga bata habang nagkukuwento siya. They were all sitting on the grass, I was about to call them inside for lunch but I didn't want to interrupt their fun. I decided to stay and listen to Tristan's story about the prince and the princess. Our story. "Naisip ng prinsesa na hindi na siya makakahanap ng kasing kisig, kasing gwapo at kasing bait ng prinsipe niya kaya pinikot niya ang prinsipe bago pa maagaw sa kanya sa kanya ito ng ibang babae."I frowned and couldn't help but say, "Hindi kita pinikot!""Nandyan ka pala, mahal ko." He turned his head to me with that boyish grin. Kinuha niya ang kamay ko at hinatak niya ako paupo sa harap niya. He made me sit between his legs and he wrapped his arms around me.
"Ikaw kung anu-ano sinasabi mo sa mga bata. Ang yabang mo talaga!" I said, acting annoyed but smiling at the same time.Tumawa lang siya bago idinantay ang ulo sa balikat ko. "O sige na nga, di na pinikot ng prinsesa ang prinsipe. Nagpropose ang prinsesa sa prinsipe pero bawal tumanggi ang prinsipe." "Alam niyo, hindi naman pinipilit ng prinsesa ang prinsipe magpakasal sa kanya. Kung ayaw niya, pwede pa naman siyang umatras." Sabi ko sa mga bata."Pero syempre, di yun gagawin ng prinsipe kasi mahal na mahal niya ang prinsesa. Hindi niya na hahayaan magkalayo pa sila ng prinsesa niya lalo na ngayon na," He looked down my stomach and fondly carressed it. "magkakaron na sila ng sariling prinsipe." "Ano ba yang nasa tiyan mo, ate Andi? Bola po ba yan?" Inosenteng tanong ni Isabelle habang nakatingin sa tiyan ko. "Hindi, nasa loob ng tiyan niya ang prinsipe namin." Natatawang sagot ni Tristan.Nanlaki ang mata ni Isabelle. "Kinain niya po ang prinsipe?!"Everyone started to laugh, including me."Maiintindihan mo din yan paglaki mo." Tristan answered, when his laugh subsided."Si ate Andi po ba ang prinsesa sa kwento?" Carol asked, bemused."Oo, siya ang prinsesa ko." Sabi ni Tristan. He held my chin between his fingers and turned my head to him to kiss me on the forehead. The kids started making the ayieee sound. Natawa lang kami pareho ni Tristan. "Eh di ikaw ang prinsipe ni ate Andi, kuya Tristan?" Si Maggie."Wala ng iba." He said with a smile. "Pinatatawag na pala kayo ni sister sa loob para kumain." Sabi ko sa kanila ng maalala ko kung bakit ako lumabas dito."Masamang pinaghihintay ang pagkain. Pumasok na kayo." Sabi ni Tristan. Mabilis naman sumunod ang mga ito at tumayo na para pumasok sa loob hanggang sa kami na lang dalawa ang naiwan."Paano kung ganyan kadami ang anak natin?" He asked looking at the children."Okay lang, basta ikaw ang magbubuntis at manganaganak." I answered.He just chuckled and started stroking my hair. We sat in silence for a few minutes. "I know what I want to name our baby." I said, breaking that silence. "What?" Tanong niya. "I want to name him after St. Ivo of Kermartin, he protected the poor and the orphans. Yvo Zamora. What do you think?" And I want him to live up to that name because his father was once a poor orphan too. "I think it's perfect." He said.We were lying in bed, my head rested on his bare chest while he drew random patterns on my arm. It was a weekened morning and I just wanted to cuddle with my husband. A smile spread across my face as I remember what happened last night. We made love. Kind of. We didn't go all the way because I was already on my third trimester and he was scared he might accidentally hurt me or the baby. But we found other ways to pleasure each other.He moved and layed down on my legs. Kinausap niya ang baby namin katulad ng palagi niyang ginagawa. Our baby seemed to already recognize his voice because everytime Tristan talks to him I could feel him move."Baby Yvo, excited na kaming makita ka." He said, stroking my belly. I looked down at his hair and slowly ran my finger through it as he talked to our baby. "Alam mo ba na ang nanay mo ang pinakamagandang babae na nakilala ko. I fell in love with her the first time I saw her.""I don't believe you. You never even wanted to take me with you the first time we met." I pouted."But I did, didn't I?""Yeah, after I gave you a thousand pesos." I rolled my eyes. "Ayaw mo pa nga akong pasakayin sa bulok mong motorcycle hangga't di ko binibigay sayo yung one thousand pesos."
He let out a small laugh. "Kailangan ko kasi ng pera noon dahil mapuputulan na ako ng kuryente. Why do you have to ruin the moment? I'm trying to be sweet here!""Okay, I'm sorry." I said, trying not to laugh."Pero seryoso, I found you cute with your dorky glasses, your messy bun and silly personality." Tristan looked at me, his smile not leaving his face. "I didn't even understand how I felt at that time kasi ikaw pa lang ang unang babaeng nagparamdam sa akin nun. "I felt that fluttery feeling in my stomach. God, I was already pregnant with his baby but he could still make me feel like a schoolgirl with a crush."Ang galing mo talaga mangbola." Nakangiting sabi ko."Hindi kita binobola. I love you." He took my hand and kissed it. "Ikaw lang ang babaeng mamahalin ko." "Puro ka ganyan. Baka mamaya mangbabae ka na dahil hindi na ko sexy." Tumawa siya ng malakas. "You're still the sexiest woman for me and the only girl I'll ever love as much as you would be our future daughter."The phone rang and we both tried to ignore it. It kept on ringing until Tristan was forced to get up and answer the phone."Hello?" Maya-may naging seryoso ang mukha niya at tumingin siya sa akin. "It's Olivia." Sabi niya sa akin. "Gusto ka niyang makausap."I shook my head. "I don't want to talk to her. Ibaba mo na yan.""Something happened to your dad." He said. I just stared at him for awhile with a blank expression. I've already cut ties with them. I didn't know if I should care or not. "Mahal, kausapin mo na siya." Pakiusap ni Tristan. Paulit-ulit siyang nakiusap hanggang sa napilitan na akong kunin iyon."Miranda?" I hard Olivia's voice."Ano'ng kailangan niyo?" I asked in a cold tone."Gusto kang makita ng daddy mo. He had a heart attack again. He thought he wouldn't make it and he told me to tell you he loves you." Her voice sounded like she had been crying. I took a sharp breath of air as I felt my chest getting heavy. It was impossible for me not to care. He was still my father, no matter what he did. Agad kaming sa ospital pagkatapos kong makipag-usap kay Olivia."Sweety." Olivia forced a smile when she saw us but I could see clear sadness in her eyes. She hugged me and I felt her need for comfort. I found myself hugging her back and after a moment I pulled away."How is he?" I asked. She told me that he had been diagnosed with an incurable heart disease and the doctor gave him no more than a year to live. I felt a gut wrenching feeling in my stomach. Tristan squeezed my hand, silently comforting me. Pinapasok nila ako sa loob ng kwarto at naiwan silang dalawa.I slowly walked to him and my eyes started to sting. For the first time in a long time, I saw my daddy. Not the monster that killed my child but the father I've loved. It was my daddy who was the first to wake up on Sunday mornings to teach me how to ride a bike. He was the one who reads me bedtime stories everynight as he stroke my hair. He was the one who'd give me piggyback rides when he came home from work and he was the one who would always tell me how pretty and loved I was. He was the one who never missed any school plays or parent-teacher conferences. Hindi siya nagkulang sa pagiging ama sa akin. He had been a good father to me and then he made that one great mistake."Daddy..." My chest tightened and I felt a knot in my throat. He opened his eyes and when he saw me his eyes started to water."Andi, anak?" His voice sounded strained.
I nodded my head."Salamat sa pagbisita mo. You don't know how happy you've made me today." His eyes started to water. I threw my arms at him and hugged him. I let out a sob as tears pour down."Daddy..." I cried. "Don't cry. Baka makasama sa apo ko." He cupped my face and wiped my tears. "I missed my baby girl." He was smiling an honest,eye crinkling smile as he looked at me. "I heard you and Tristan are getting married, he's a good man." I nodded my head. "He is, daddy.""I wish I had known that earlier." Guilt and shame flashed across his face. "Ang dami kong kasalanan sa inyo. Maybe this is my punishment... this isn't even enough for what I've done to you and Tristan."I'm not afraid to die, Miranda. Pero alam mo ang kinakatakot ko? Natatakot ako na pagnamatay ako makaharap ko ang apo ko at itanong niya sa akin kung bakit ko iyon ginawa sa kanya. I'm afraid to tell my gandchild that I did that because I'm a horrible, selfish man." His voice was shaking as tears flooded down his face. "Araw-araw kong pinagsisisihan ang ginawa ko." He started sobbing. Now, the strongest man I knew was crying. I never saw him like this before. "When I see my grandchild, sasabihin ko sa kanya na mahal na mahal mo siya. He would have been lucky to have you as a mother."
I put my head on his shoulder and I wrapped my arms around him like I used to do.Everything was forgiven. Magkakaron na kami ng anak ni Tristan. I wanted to be truly happy and I know I'll never will if I kept living in the past. I didn't want the past to continue haunting my present. Some things will leave heavy marks on us. It may take a while to fade away but eventually, It will. And everything will be good.The wooden church door opened and I almost teared up when I saw Tristan standing at the end of the aisle. There he was, my first love, looking at me with the same look he gave me years ago while he stood at that very same spot. The look in his eyes made me feel as if I was the most beautiful girl in the universe. I hugged mom and stood next to my dad who would be the one to walk me down the aisle.I took a deep breath when the music played and we slowly started walking, I never took my eyes off Tristan. I remember walking down this same aisle years ago. I vividly remember the sight, the feelings and thoughts I had at that time. Those memories will always stay fresh in my mind. I remember feeling like I was floating in pure bliss and having this same tingly sensation in my stomach. I remember seeing Tristan in his white shirt and tattered jeans with a proud smile on his face as I walk towards him. He was still wearing that same smile today. This was exactly how I pictured our wedding in my mind back then. Naramdaman ko na lang ang pagbagsak ng mga luha ko habang iniisip ko iyon. We've made it. We've kept our promise to each other. Sa kanya lang ako at sa akin lang siya. That will never change. I will always be his and he will always be mine.It doesn't matter how long it takes, whatever happens or who you've become, in the end you will always find your way back to the person you were meant to be with. I was glad I finally found my way back to him. Something pulled us back together, something bigger than ourselves, and I will forever be thankful for that. They say everyone gets a miracle in life and he happened to be mine.Finally, I've reached the end of the aisle. It was kind of funny, ang dating humadlang sa kasal namin noon ang siya ngayon naghatid sa akin kay Tristan. "Take care of my daughter." Dad said."I will, sir." Sabi ni Tristan. Dad gave him a pat on the shoulder before passing me to him. His eyes were misty as he looked softly at me. Sandali niya akong tinitigan na parang tinatanong kung totoo ba ang lahat ng ito. I laughed through my tears and he hugged and kissed me on the forehead."I love you." He said in a hush whisper, wiping away my tears."I love you, too." I said.He knelt down and kissed my stomach, where our future son was. Tumayo siya, kinuha niya ang kamay ko at sabay kaming naglakad papunta sa altar. A couple of years ago we made our vows here. Sabi niya noon hindi importante ang marriage certificate dahil papel lang iyon. I knew in my heart he was already my husband and no piece of paper could solidify it but I was happy that we were finally going to make it official in front of all the people we love.Nagsimulang magsalita ang pari at natuon ang atensyon ng lahat sa kanya. Hindi binitawan ni Tristan ang kamay ko sa buong seremonya. "Miranda Cordova, do you before these witnesses take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband and do you promise that from this day forward you will be his faithful wife, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love him and to cherish him, till death do you part?" "I do." My eyes were starting to water again. "Tristan Zamora, do you before these witnesses take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife and do you promise that from this day forward you will be her faithful husband, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love her and to cherish her, till death do you part?""I do." Sagot niya. "You may now kiss the bride." Ipinikit ko ang mga mata ko ng bumaba ang ulo niya sa akin. He kissed me and in that kiss I tasted forever.
"Ikaw kung anu-ano sinasabi mo sa mga bata. Ang yabang mo talaga!" I said, acting annoyed but smiling at the same time.Tumawa lang siya bago idinantay ang ulo sa balikat ko. "O sige na nga, di na pinikot ng prinsesa ang prinsipe. Nagpropose ang prinsesa sa prinsipe pero bawal tumanggi ang prinsipe." "Alam niyo, hindi naman pinipilit ng prinsesa ang prinsipe magpakasal sa kanya. Kung ayaw niya, pwede pa naman siyang umatras." Sabi ko sa mga bata."Pero syempre, di yun gagawin ng prinsipe kasi mahal na mahal niya ang prinsesa. Hindi niya na hahayaan magkalayo pa sila ng prinsesa niya lalo na ngayon na," He looked down my stomach and fondly carressed it. "magkakaron na sila ng sariling prinsipe." "Ano ba yang nasa tiyan mo, ate Andi? Bola po ba yan?" Inosenteng tanong ni Isabelle habang nakatingin sa tiyan ko. "Hindi, nasa loob ng tiyan niya ang prinsipe namin." Natatawang sagot ni Tristan.Nanlaki ang mata ni Isabelle. "Kinain niya po ang prinsipe?!"Everyone started to laugh, including me."Maiintindihan mo din yan paglaki mo." Tristan answered, when his laugh subsided."Si ate Andi po ba ang prinsesa sa kwento?" Carol asked, bemused."Oo, siya ang prinsesa ko." Sabi ni Tristan. He held my chin between his fingers and turned my head to him to kiss me on the forehead. The kids started making the ayieee sound. Natawa lang kami pareho ni Tristan. "Eh di ikaw ang prinsipe ni ate Andi, kuya Tristan?" Si Maggie."Wala ng iba." He said with a smile. "Pinatatawag na pala kayo ni sister sa loob para kumain." Sabi ko sa kanila ng maalala ko kung bakit ako lumabas dito."Masamang pinaghihintay ang pagkain. Pumasok na kayo." Sabi ni Tristan. Mabilis naman sumunod ang mga ito at tumayo na para pumasok sa loob hanggang sa kami na lang dalawa ang naiwan."Paano kung ganyan kadami ang anak natin?" He asked looking at the children."Okay lang, basta ikaw ang magbubuntis at manganaganak." I answered.He just chuckled and started stroking my hair. We sat in silence for a few minutes. "I know what I want to name our baby." I said, breaking that silence. "What?" Tanong niya. "I want to name him after St. Ivo of Kermartin, he protected the poor and the orphans. Yvo Zamora. What do you think?" And I want him to live up to that name because his father was once a poor orphan too. "I think it's perfect." He said.We were lying in bed, my head rested on his bare chest while he drew random patterns on my arm. It was a weekened morning and I just wanted to cuddle with my husband. A smile spread across my face as I remember what happened last night. We made love. Kind of. We didn't go all the way because I was already on my third trimester and he was scared he might accidentally hurt me or the baby. But we found other ways to pleasure each other.He moved and layed down on my legs. Kinausap niya ang baby namin katulad ng palagi niyang ginagawa. Our baby seemed to already recognize his voice because everytime Tristan talks to him I could feel him move."Baby Yvo, excited na kaming makita ka." He said, stroking my belly. I looked down at his hair and slowly ran my finger through it as he talked to our baby. "Alam mo ba na ang nanay mo ang pinakamagandang babae na nakilala ko. I fell in love with her the first time I saw her.""I don't believe you. You never even wanted to take me with you the first time we met." I pouted."But I did, didn't I?""Yeah, after I gave you a thousand pesos." I rolled my eyes. "Ayaw mo pa nga akong pasakayin sa bulok mong motorcycle hangga't di ko binibigay sayo yung one thousand pesos."
He let out a small laugh. "Kailangan ko kasi ng pera noon dahil mapuputulan na ako ng kuryente. Why do you have to ruin the moment? I'm trying to be sweet here!""Okay, I'm sorry." I said, trying not to laugh."Pero seryoso, I found you cute with your dorky glasses, your messy bun and silly personality." Tristan looked at me, his smile not leaving his face. "I didn't even understand how I felt at that time kasi ikaw pa lang ang unang babaeng nagparamdam sa akin nun. "I felt that fluttery feeling in my stomach. God, I was already pregnant with his baby but he could still make me feel like a schoolgirl with a crush."Ang galing mo talaga mangbola." Nakangiting sabi ko."Hindi kita binobola. I love you." He took my hand and kissed it. "Ikaw lang ang babaeng mamahalin ko." "Puro ka ganyan. Baka mamaya mangbabae ka na dahil hindi na ko sexy." Tumawa siya ng malakas. "You're still the sexiest woman for me and the only girl I'll ever love as much as you would be our future daughter."The phone rang and we both tried to ignore it. It kept on ringing until Tristan was forced to get up and answer the phone."Hello?" Maya-may naging seryoso ang mukha niya at tumingin siya sa akin. "It's Olivia." Sabi niya sa akin. "Gusto ka niyang makausap."I shook my head. "I don't want to talk to her. Ibaba mo na yan.""Something happened to your dad." He said. I just stared at him for awhile with a blank expression. I've already cut ties with them. I didn't know if I should care or not. "Mahal, kausapin mo na siya." Pakiusap ni Tristan. Paulit-ulit siyang nakiusap hanggang sa napilitan na akong kunin iyon."Miranda?" I hard Olivia's voice."Ano'ng kailangan niyo?" I asked in a cold tone."Gusto kang makita ng daddy mo. He had a heart attack again. He thought he wouldn't make it and he told me to tell you he loves you." Her voice sounded like she had been crying. I took a sharp breath of air as I felt my chest getting heavy. It was impossible for me not to care. He was still my father, no matter what he did. Agad kaming sa ospital pagkatapos kong makipag-usap kay Olivia."Sweety." Olivia forced a smile when she saw us but I could see clear sadness in her eyes. She hugged me and I felt her need for comfort. I found myself hugging her back and after a moment I pulled away."How is he?" I asked. She told me that he had been diagnosed with an incurable heart disease and the doctor gave him no more than a year to live. I felt a gut wrenching feeling in my stomach. Tristan squeezed my hand, silently comforting me. Pinapasok nila ako sa loob ng kwarto at naiwan silang dalawa.I slowly walked to him and my eyes started to sting. For the first time in a long time, I saw my daddy. Not the monster that killed my child but the father I've loved. It was my daddy who was the first to wake up on Sunday mornings to teach me how to ride a bike. He was the one who reads me bedtime stories everynight as he stroke my hair. He was the one who'd give me piggyback rides when he came home from work and he was the one who would always tell me how pretty and loved I was. He was the one who never missed any school plays or parent-teacher conferences. Hindi siya nagkulang sa pagiging ama sa akin. He had been a good father to me and then he made that one great mistake."Daddy..." My chest tightened and I felt a knot in my throat. He opened his eyes and when he saw me his eyes started to water."Andi, anak?" His voice sounded strained.
I nodded my head."Salamat sa pagbisita mo. You don't know how happy you've made me today." His eyes started to water. I threw my arms at him and hugged him. I let out a sob as tears pour down."Daddy..." I cried. "Don't cry. Baka makasama sa apo ko." He cupped my face and wiped my tears. "I missed my baby girl." He was smiling an honest,eye crinkling smile as he looked at me. "I heard you and Tristan are getting married, he's a good man." I nodded my head. "He is, daddy.""I wish I had known that earlier." Guilt and shame flashed across his face. "Ang dami kong kasalanan sa inyo. Maybe this is my punishment... this isn't even enough for what I've done to you and Tristan."I'm not afraid to die, Miranda. Pero alam mo ang kinakatakot ko? Natatakot ako na pagnamatay ako makaharap ko ang apo ko at itanong niya sa akin kung bakit ko iyon ginawa sa kanya. I'm afraid to tell my gandchild that I did that because I'm a horrible, selfish man." His voice was shaking as tears flooded down his face. "Araw-araw kong pinagsisisihan ang ginawa ko." He started sobbing. Now, the strongest man I knew was crying. I never saw him like this before. "When I see my grandchild, sasabihin ko sa kanya na mahal na mahal mo siya. He would have been lucky to have you as a mother."
I put my head on his shoulder and I wrapped my arms around him like I used to do.Everything was forgiven. Magkakaron na kami ng anak ni Tristan. I wanted to be truly happy and I know I'll never will if I kept living in the past. I didn't want the past to continue haunting my present. Some things will leave heavy marks on us. It may take a while to fade away but eventually, It will. And everything will be good.The wooden church door opened and I almost teared up when I saw Tristan standing at the end of the aisle. There he was, my first love, looking at me with the same look he gave me years ago while he stood at that very same spot. The look in his eyes made me feel as if I was the most beautiful girl in the universe. I hugged mom and stood next to my dad who would be the one to walk me down the aisle.I took a deep breath when the music played and we slowly started walking, I never took my eyes off Tristan. I remember walking down this same aisle years ago. I vividly remember the sight, the feelings and thoughts I had at that time. Those memories will always stay fresh in my mind. I remember feeling like I was floating in pure bliss and having this same tingly sensation in my stomach. I remember seeing Tristan in his white shirt and tattered jeans with a proud smile on his face as I walk towards him. He was still wearing that same smile today. This was exactly how I pictured our wedding in my mind back then. Naramdaman ko na lang ang pagbagsak ng mga luha ko habang iniisip ko iyon. We've made it. We've kept our promise to each other. Sa kanya lang ako at sa akin lang siya. That will never change. I will always be his and he will always be mine.It doesn't matter how long it takes, whatever happens or who you've become, in the end you will always find your way back to the person you were meant to be with. I was glad I finally found my way back to him. Something pulled us back together, something bigger than ourselves, and I will forever be thankful for that. They say everyone gets a miracle in life and he happened to be mine.Finally, I've reached the end of the aisle. It was kind of funny, ang dating humadlang sa kasal namin noon ang siya ngayon naghatid sa akin kay Tristan. "Take care of my daughter." Dad said."I will, sir." Sabi ni Tristan. Dad gave him a pat on the shoulder before passing me to him. His eyes were misty as he looked softly at me. Sandali niya akong tinitigan na parang tinatanong kung totoo ba ang lahat ng ito. I laughed through my tears and he hugged and kissed me on the forehead."I love you." He said in a hush whisper, wiping away my tears."I love you, too." I said.He knelt down and kissed my stomach, where our future son was. Tumayo siya, kinuha niya ang kamay ko at sabay kaming naglakad papunta sa altar. A couple of years ago we made our vows here. Sabi niya noon hindi importante ang marriage certificate dahil papel lang iyon. I knew in my heart he was already my husband and no piece of paper could solidify it but I was happy that we were finally going to make it official in front of all the people we love.Nagsimulang magsalita ang pari at natuon ang atensyon ng lahat sa kanya. Hindi binitawan ni Tristan ang kamay ko sa buong seremonya. "Miranda Cordova, do you before these witnesses take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband and do you promise that from this day forward you will be his faithful wife, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love him and to cherish him, till death do you part?" "I do." My eyes were starting to water again. "Tristan Zamora, do you before these witnesses take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife and do you promise that from this day forward you will be her faithful husband, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love her and to cherish her, till death do you part?""I do." Sagot niya. "You may now kiss the bride." Ipinikit ko ang mga mata ko ng bumaba ang ulo niya sa akin. He kissed me and in that kiss I tasted forever.
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