It rained all too suddenly, friends Ira and Jim are left stranded while taking shelter under the LRT Taft Station. Their clothes completely soaked and soiled from the muddy waters of the creek.
"Balik na lang kaya tayo sa school?" Ira still tries her best to dry her shirt by squeezing water from it. "Ano ko hilo? hanggang bewang na tubig? eeewww" Jim answers in disgust.
"Eh kesa naman maging salaan tayo ng tubig pouring from LRT? Mas eeewww!" Jim being the man tries to think of a solution. "Victoria!" he suddenly exclaimed. Ira followed Jim’s gaze and was shocked to see where his idea of where they stay for the night. Ira’s hand entrust over her chest says "Ano ka!? Deyn noh. Over my dead toenail!" Though reluctant she unwillingly followed Jim to Victoria Court if only Jim would let go of her wrist and literally dragged her to go, "Sige, patayin na natin yang kuko mo…ang arte mo! As if naman may choice tayo noh!?"
It was Ira’s first time to enter a motel, her ideas about what a motel is and what happens in it haunts her. Thinking of his friend, Jim got the Pink room where as the name suggests everything and anything is in pink.
Ira sat quietly on the bed still marveled at her surrounding of her favorite color. But then Jim took his shirt off, "What are you doing?" Ira nervously asks. “Huh? Nagtanggal ng shirt.” after the shirt, Jim unzips his pants. "Waaaaaaa…..uuwi na ako!" Ira runs to the door.
With her back on Jim, Ira was genuinely scared. “Ira….hoy!”
"Uuwi na ako, Jim. Please…" still with her back facing him. "Uuwi ka? parang walking distance ang bahay mo….halika na" Jim grabbed her by her waist and carried her to the bed. Ira with her eyes tightly shut, "Anong petsa na naman? gagamitin mo ba yang towel or gusto mong punasan pa kita?" she slowly opens her eyes only to see Jim seated across her reading a food menu, her eyes both open she sees a folded pink towel beside her.
"They have food. What you want?" he started to dial the number, "Ah whatever you’re having?" Ira realized something else that night too that Jim has a body to die for. It was before this night that Ira has never really seen Jim with his shirt off. "Wag mo akong titigan at baka mausog ako" Jim bursts out laughing.
"Yuck. Feeling" feeling a little embarrassed to be caught staring she pretends otherwise.
Fed and dried. It was time to sleep. Ira stare blankly at the only furniture in the room and between the couch that couldn’t probably fit neither of them, she waits for Jim.
"Anong hinihintay mo pasko? Tulog na. Gising pa tayo aga bukas." Jim positioned himself on one side of the bed. "You’re going to sleep like that?" actually referring to his bare chest and his nipples staring back at her. “Balak kong matulog nang nakahiga? Oo naman.”
Jim who was totally oblivious to what Ira was feeling was fast asleep before she could even take her side of the bed.
"Haay….ano bang nangyayari sa akin? This is Jim…JIM! Haay, hindi pwede…" she turns to her side and sees Jim asleep, his eyes closed, totally bare upper body, he seemed to be cold all curved up like a ball. Ira closely watches Jim sleeping. Her gaze outlining the shape of his face. In Ira’s mind, “Baket nga ba hindi ako nagkagusto sayo? Gwapo ka nga naman pala. In fairness, may binatbat ka sa mga models sa school. Posible kaya Jim? Posible kayang gusto mo rin ako? Hoy…Jim, hoy!” Ira blushed when Jim suddenly opened his eyes and staring at her, "Matutulog ka ba or sasaktan muna kita?" Ira stuck out her tongue, "Bleh! Ang sungit mo kala mo naman napaka gwapo mo….diyan ka na nga." Ira turns to the opposite side.
"Ira?" Jim whispers. No answer, "Iraaaa?" still no answer.
"Tulog ka na?" he asks. no answer.
"Ira, alam mo ba kaya na mahal kita? Sana nagustuhan mo tong pink room. Sana sa pag gising natin bukas kahit papano naramdaman mong mahal kita. I love you, sweet dreams"
Jim turns to the opposite side. While Ira who was awake all this time with tears on her eyes, whispering, "Sweet Dreams Jim" and then she closes her eyes.
If there is one thing that you can blackmail me about it is this, “I am in love with my bestfriend”
I didn’t however loved him from the moment I met him and it was when we are apart that I developed this weirdness towards him. I call it weird since I never saw him romantically like ever! I literally felt disgusted for a moment when I realized how I feel, why I get angry when he tells me about the female friends he has or when he goes out on a date. Then one afternoon in 2005 it just dawned on me, “WHAM! You’re in love with him!”
So now, I should be feeling to be the luckiest girl on earth….I should exclaimed on the streets of Manila that, “yes! there is a God!” (although I never really doubted it!) and “Yes! Miracles do happen” (which I never really doubted too…) it is because as I am thinking these thoughts in my mind, my bestfriend together with my family and other friends, with God as our witness is asking me,
KEVIN: Mia, I’m probably the stupidest person on earth. There I was going places, soul searching, constantly seeking for completeness. For satisfaction and contentment and yet all the while, you are here. In you, I found me.
(I was trying so hard not to ruin my make-up by crying and so i tried my hardest to keep starting to build up emotions in and smiled my prettiest)
I found completeness, satisfaction and contentment. I may have already wasted half of my life finding someone that I actually already had and so now, here I am, standing infront of you. With our friends and our family as witness, to show you my sincerity for commitment.
(My hands trembled when he reached out for my hand.)
The moment I realized I love you was the moment I realized life would be nothing without you.
(He kisses my hand and his warm lips calmed my then shaking hands)
Mia, my bestfriend my artificial girlfriend….my future wife. If you would so be willing, please….I plead of you. Will you marry me?
(Good bye eye make-up….haha)
The room was quiet, I could almost hear everyone thinking in chimes, “yes! yes!” I smiled at everyone and then into bff’s eyes.
MIA: Kevin, we have been friends for 12 years and you of all people should know what my answer to that question is….
(Kevin turned pale, expecting for the worst but hopeful. Everyone with him hoping.)
Everyone broke into a loud happy cheer, Kevin cries in relief and finally reaches out to me to give me our first official as couples, kiss.
I am by nature a storyteller. I like telling people stories that would make them hopeful and inspired. This is just one of the few almost fictional stories I have written. Characters are based on real people, the scenarios are same but the outcome is the one I have just written.