Chapter III - The Right Gay

CHAPTER III

The Right Gay

FREIYA'S POV

Hoy, shuta! Alas diyes na pala?! Bakit ba kasi bet na bet ako ng marami kaya halos gabi-gabi na akong nagshoshow at araw-araw na rin na ang tagal kong nagigising! Jusko, nakakapagod! Every gising ko rin tuloy stress na stress na ang beauty ko.

Bumangon na ako at sakto namang tumama sa feslak ko ang mainit na sikat ng araw, ang sakit! Pero mas masakit iyong maiwanan, maloko, maghost, maging kabet, ipagpalit, at ako ay may lawit! Haaaay!

“Oy, gising ka na pala, Frieya,” nakangiting sabi ni Cindy nang makita akong pababa ng hagdanan at saka niya ipinagpatuloy ang pagwawalis.

“Hindi, actually sleeping beauty pa rin ako,” sagot ko naman sabay abot ng kape na nasa mesa, “Akin na lang,” sabi ko kay Mona at nakangiwi siyang tumango.

Asus, mamimigay na nga lang may kasama pang attitude!

“Ba't ba kasi ngayon ka lang nagising?” tanong naman ni Cheska na busy sa pagpupunas ng mga mesa.

Ito kasing hindi kalakihan na two-storey building na ito ay bahay namin sa umaga at Comedy Bar naman sa gabi para tipid na, kaya ayan, todo linis ang mga vakla.

“Ikaw kaya kumuda nang kumuda halos buong gabi, Bakla, tingnan natin kung makakakita ka pa ng sunshine kinabukasan,” sabi ko naman.

Bahagyang napailing si Cheska. “Napaka-in-demand mo kasi, Bakla, pa'no ba 'yan, share it mo sa'min,” aniya.

“Bili ka muna ng cellphone na touchscreen, nasa Bluetooth ka pa lang, Sis, mga boyfriend mo de-iPhone galing naman sa'yo. Jusko, utak mo nalaglag na naman.”

Ka-stress itong si Cheska, eh, kayod nang kayod papunta naman lahat sa mga depungal niyang jowa. 

“Ano ba, Freiya! Hayaan na ang utak, puso naman ang nagmamahal,” walang-kwentang sagot niya.

“Ayan, diyan ka magaling! Pakibuksan nga 'yang ulo mo baka puso rin laman. Iyang atay mo, kidney, check mo baka korteng puso. Puro ka puso!” asar kong sigaw.

Kasi naman, ilang beses ko na siyang sinasabihan na sarili niya naman muna ang unahin niya, pero ayan, ang tigas ng talong ng Baklang ito!

“High blood ka na naman, Mader!” Lumapit sa akin si Mona at saka hinilot ang ulo ko. “Dahan-dahan at baka ma-heart attack, ikaw pa mauunang di makakasilay sa sunshine,” dagdag pa niya.

“Iyang si Cheska kasi, konti na lang mapuputulan ko 'yan ng bayag,” inis ko pa ring sabi.

“Bet ko 'yan, hehe,” sagot pa ng bruhang Bakla! Hay, jusko!!!

Tinapos ko na lang iyong iniinom kong kape saka ako tumulong sa paglilinis. Isa-isa ko munang inilabas ang mga halaman para masikatan ng araw. At nang ilalabas ko na sana ang panghuli ay may nakita akong papel na mukhang sinandyang inipit sa mga dahon.

“Wanted Gay Boyfriend?” binasa ko iyong nasa pinaka-itaas at saka ako mahinang natawa.

Shuta! Sino na namang baliw ang nakapasok kagabi at naglagay nito rito? Haaay!

“Mga, Bakla, dati puro trabahong pang ibang bansa ang nababasa natin sa mga flyer, pero look, ito flyer para mangtrip,” sabi ko sabay abot sa kanila ng flyer at gaya ko ay natawa rin ang mga Bakla.

“Actually, ay charot, maypa-actually!” natatawang sabi ni Cindy.

Saan na naman kaya niya iyan narinig? Mabuti naman, nadagdagan na ang mabibilang lang na alam niyang English words.

“Pero, 'yon na nga, actually, ang daming ganiyan kanina, pero tinapon ko na. Gay boyfriend daw, ulol, sino naman kaya ang papatol sa trip ng nagkalat niyan dito?” 

Muli kong kinuha iyong flyer at binasa ng buo. May salary! Shuta!

“Paano kung truth naman pala 'to?” tanong ko.

“Hoy, Mader, 'wag ka ngang uto-uto, itapon mo na 'yan,” sabi naman ni Mona.

Shuta talaga iyong salary, eh! Kailangan ko pa naman ng pera ngayon, as in kailangang-kailangan!! Kaya instead na itapon ko iyong flyer ay palihim ko iyong itinupi at pinasok sa bra ko. There's no harm in trying, at... shuta sayang iyong salary!!! Mahirap pa naman makahanap ng dutch ngayon. Hmmph!

CORA'S POV

“Will you be honest with me, Cora? Ilang oras ang tulog mo?” Zella asked while we're in the middle of having our breakfast.

I took a heavy sigh and smiled a bit. “I was knocked down at 4 AM and wake up at 6 AM, so I had two hours of sleep,” I replied and continued savoring my food.

“Ano? At bakit?” she asked in confusion, but I just jerked my head twice, meaning I am exhausted and I don't have the energy to explain.

But seriously, I'll explain it to you. I haven't had enough sleep because I've been guarding my phone in case someone will call. Gusto ko kasi kapag may tumawag, sasagutin ko agad. Natatakot kasi ako na baka kapag hindi ko nasagot ay iisipin niyang nangloloko lang talaga ako. Sayang naman, hindi ba? So, that's it, I've kept an eye on my phone since I got home from the Comedy Bar until 4 AM, but I've received zero calls! Walang tumawag! Do they really think I am just trying to fool them? My God!

“Hindi ka na nga nakakain nang maayos kanina kakatingin diyan sa cellphone mo, tapos ngayon ayan ka na naman at walang ibang ginawa kun'di ang titigan 'yan. Do you have any plan of taking a bath, Miss Peters?” Zella said as she sat beside me on the couch.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “Later, if I've received a phone call,” I replied and shifted my attention back to my cellular phone.

“Paano kung walang tatawag? Hindi ka maliligo?”

“Probably.”

“My gosh, Corazon Peters, you've gone insane! Kung may gustong mag-apply, tatawag 'yan, you just have to wait.”

I glared at her and slapped her arm in ire. Can she just keep quiet and do what she wants?! But wait, she's supposed to be in the hospital now since her schedule shifted from night to morning, so what the hell is she still doing here? Get involved in my business?! Tsk!!

“Don't you have a work, Zella Amore Herman?” I asked while my left brow raised up.

Her eyes widened as she left her mouth hanging. “I'm late, sh*t, I'm late!!!” she screamed and went hurriedly to her room.

I know she feels horrible by now. Tsk, tsk, good game, Zella!

Ugh!! It's already 10:30 AM and still, no one calls me! I have to finish five designs by 1 PM, a customer had been demanding for it. Tatlo pa lang ang nagagawa ko! Kailangan ko na iyong gawin, kaya pakibilis-bilisan naman diyan, right gay!

“Oh, sh*t,” I murmured when an unregistered number appeared on my phone's screen!

This is it! This is it!

I have calmed myself down and hit the answer button. “Hello,” I said in a normal manner.

“Ikaw ba 'yong naghahanap ng gay boyfriend?”

Oh, my gosh! She is gay! Her trying hard voice to be sounded as a woman can clearly be heard.

“Yes, so are you interested to apply?”

“Truth pala talaga itey, Missy?”

Itey? Does she mean ‘ito’? And, Missy? Missy like Miss? Oh, gay language, I think. Weird.

“Of course, no one's trying to fool you here. So, if you're interested to apply tell it straight away.”

I can't wait to get to know her! Pakiramdam ko she's the right gay!

“May sweldo talaga 'to?” she made sure.

“Oo nga! Can we discuss this personally? Are you in?”

“Or out? Am I in or out? Am I in or out?!”

What the hell is she doing now? She's singing one of Sandara Park's songs! My God!

“Serious na, Missy. Interesado ako. Go, go, go na!” she yelled on the other line and I can even perceive a shade of excitement in her voice.

“Alright, I'll send you my address. I am expecting you to be here before 11 AM,” and I hung up the phone immediately so I can now send her my location. “Done,” I said to myself after sending it to her.

I unconsciously embraced my cellular phone as I lay down on the couch, and screamed behind my back.

‘Oh, my god! I've finally met the right gay!’