Arrange To You (Tagalog)

I wiped the sweat in my forehead and got my spare keys. Tahimik ang bahay senyales na hindi pa umuuwi si Wayde. It's time for me to have a dinner. I planned to boil some water to cooked noodles. E ano 'bang alam ko sa pagluluto? Wala. "hmm..." I opened the cabinet and the food was well organized already.

Simula sa mga kasangkapan hanggang sa mga canned goods ay walang palya ang pag o-organize niyon. Wayde must be really a neat person. Sa kwarto palang niya ay wala kanang makikitang alikabok sa mga sulok-sulok. Napaka-masinop at ayaw ng kalat.

For a week staying here, saulado ko na din ang routine ni Wayde. The first thing he does is work out, and resting in the garden for awhile. After, he would directly go to the kitchen to cooked. Kung nakatira rin siguro ako sa ganitong lugar ay gagawin ko rin ang gagawin niya.

But the thing is, I don't.

Binuksan ko ang ref at naghanap ng maluluto roon, "Fish... chicken... and pork."

Really? Ngayon pa talaga?

Napabuntong-hininga ako at nanlulumong sinarado iyon. I couldn't even fried fish without someone guiding me, baka ako pa ang dahilan kung bakit abo nalang ang madadatnan ni Wayde sa bahay.

I sat at the bar stool for awhile- contemplating on what dish would I cooked. Hindi naman pwedeng i-aasa ko lang kay Wayde palagi ang pagluluto. Besides, there's still a lot of time for me to learn. Tumanaw ako sa labas at makulimlim na ang kalangitan.

The cold breeze is brushing off my hair and I don't even need a fan to obtain some air. I fixed my posture when a bright idea comes to my mind. Right! Gagawa nalang ako ng tinolang isda!

Madali lang naman siguro 'yon. But the thing is, I don't trust my cooking skills. I sucked at that department, but I'll still try to do it.

It's good that the vegetables that I need are already set, and also the fish. Niyagak ko ang mga isda at hinugasan iyon. After I prepared the ingredients, I immediately searched on how to cook it. Buti nalang ay marami-rami rin akong tutorials na nakita. I reached out for the knife rack and got some standard knives there.

Ilang minuto rin akong tumunganga bago sinimulan ang paghihiwa ng mga gulay. I grimaced from time to time when the knife slipped on my hand. Buti nalang ay hindi ako nasugatan.

I boiled some water down and put the vegetables there. Kumunot ang noo ko nang mapagtantong may kulang. Should I put a potato there? Siguro naman ay mas sasarap 'yun kapag nilagyan ko ng patatas.

Right! I should slice one. Nang ma-slice ang mga yun ay kaagad ko iyong nilunod sa sabaw. I wonder if what would it taste like.

"What are you--" napalingon ako sa pinanggalingan ng boses. Natigilan naman si Wayde nang makita niya akong nagluluto.

Wayde's eyes darted to the food that I'm cooking. Bahagyang napaawang ang bibig niya nang makita ang itsura ng niluluto ko. He's still in his business suit while holding an attached case.

He immediately removed his coat and I can't helped it but to admire his masculine body. His long sleeve polo is flexing his muscles that makes him tremendously sexy. Even the veins in his hands were showing and wearing that rolex watch made him even more attractive.

Napansin niya ata ang pagsuyod ko sa suot niya kaya mabilis akong nag-iwas ng tingin. In my peripheral version, I saw him smirked and rolled up his sleeves upto his elbow.

I smiled awkwardly, "G-ginagawa ko ba ng tama 'to?"

Napadako ang tingin niya sa sibuyas-dahon na mukhang giniling na, ang kamatis na durog at sa mga seasoning na na nagkalat sa counter top. Then his eyes settled on me. Lumapit pa siya sa'kin at sinilip ang pan, "What are you cooking, woman?"

Nag-aaalangan akong sumagot at napalunok. I should have not came to this decision! Napangiwi ako nang makita ang niluluto ko. Ako ba talaga ang nagluto nito? Halos hindi na maitsura iyon at hindi na makilala ang mga gulay na naroon. Seryoso ba 'to?

"Tinolang isda?" Now I'm not sure if it's really tinolang isda. "Uhm.. nilagyan ko kasi ng patatas kaya nagka-ganiyan. Ayos lang ba?"

He raised an eyebrow before massaging the bridge of his nose. Mukha itong problemado at sinulyapan ang mga kalat sa kusina. I bit my lowerlip waiting for him to answer.

It looks like I just got myself into a big trouble big time.

"I'm sorry. I was just trying to cook for dinner. Akala ko madali lang gawin pero..." sinundan ko siya nang tingin nang sumandal ito sa counter top at pinagkrus ang mga braso.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

For the last time, he roamed his eyes on the mess I made before saying something. Inayos nito ang reading glasses nito at inalis ang relo.

"Let me teach you how," lumapit siya sa mga pinaghihiwa kong gulay at sinuri iyon.

"Damn... that's a plain torture right there." He said and chuckled. Napangiwi ako nang sumilip rin ako roon at tinignan ang kabuuang itsura. "Hindi ka ba galit?" bumaling siya sa akin habang nakakunot ang noo.

"And why would I be mad at you?"

"Kasi ang kalat ko? at kulang nalang ay gawin kong giniling ang mga gulay?" napanguso ako. "Sumusunod lang ako sa youtube, but it turns out a mess. Sana pala naghintay nalang ako sa'yo." "Hmm..." he said coolly while listening to my rants.

"I thought it would be okay to put some potatoes in that soup. Yung kamatis naman, it's so soft to cut that I can't even cut it properly. It's frustrating!" turo ko pa sa pan habang nagrereklamo. "Well, yeah?" he looked amused.

Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay. "Ba't mukhang tuwang-tuwa ka pa?"

"You're hilarious. Instead of being mad at you, bakit hindi nalang kita turuan?" natigilan ako sa sinabi niya. I really thought that he would be mad because I mess his kitchen up.

But it turns out I'm wrong. Wayde's action made me realize a lot of things. It may sound ironic but his simple actions made a big change inside me. His words are like a rope that is tugging the vulnerable state inside to make me wander outside my comfort zone.

Sometimes, I get overwhelmed. But most of the time, I learned.