Ikalabing-walong Kabanata

Drunk

"Kuya?" I tried to say.

Kaagad na may narinig akong kumalabog sa loob.

"Pastel?" His voice echoed all throughout the room with overflowing sensuality.

Tumigil ng kaunti. Biglaang sumagi ko na hindi ako kayang saktan ni Kuya. I am his sister. And I know he can't do it to me.

Inulit ni kuya ang pagtawag sa akin.

I cleared my throat. "Kuya, bumaba ka mamaya. Magluluto ako."

I didn't for him to response. Nang medyo naging payapa doon ako kumaripas ng takbo patungo sa kusina.

I immediately prepare the ingredients. Panay ang tingin ko sa likod baka biglaang sumulpot bigla si Kuya. Habang nagluluto ay nahagilap ko ang portrait na dala ko. Yves tried to paint. It's not that perfect but it's good.

Imagining Yves painting an artwork makes me melt. I saw a lot of make artist but Yves' charisma is different.