Frowned Novels & Stories

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I'd be a fooled to myself for not to cry in front of him. Pumatak ang luha ko, kasabay ng sunud-sunod na ugong ng barkong dumaong.. Hindi ito nagsalita, his eyes are fixed, but looking at something yard beyond my head. I watched as the white in his eyes, turned a pure black, brows furrowed in frown. His mouthed form in a rigid grimace.

"Alam kong sinubukan mong burahin ang memorya ko kanina!" Fucky! I don't really want to say that because I'm not sure but I can't take it back now, I said it already and it's effective because he turn around. His crossed his arms. His dark eyes are darted on me while his eyebrows are furrowed. I can tell that he's more serious now.

Jaw are tensed and his breathing become ragged too. "Fuck!" Mas lalo akong napaluha. He's mad.

Umica’s whole facial expressions were begging him to be truthful. Malungkot na ngumiti si Wixon dahil ramdam niya ang matinding frustration ni Umica. “I owned the Foltajer mountain.” Kita ni Wixon kung paano nanlaki ang mga mata ni Umica—hanggang sa nangunot ang noo nito. Ilang sandali pa ay galit at annoyance na ang malinaw niyang nababanaag sa maganda nitong mukha.

I shouted. Sa isang iglap, tila naputol ang pasensya niya. "I am! I am fucking worried!" he shouted back. Nagmura siya ng mahina ngunit malutong. Natigilan ako at hindi nakaimik. Tinanggal niya ang kamay sa pinto at pinasadahan niya ng kamay ang kaniyang basang buhok. He looks frustrated, angry and worried. I don't even know how those three emotions fits in his expression.

sigaw ko. He turns to me looking so annoyed. His forehead was creased. "What are you talking about?"

Napabuga ng hangin si Aurora sa malamig na sagot ni Franco sa kanya. "Ay grabe siya, ganun lang iyon? Wala kang sasabihin man lang?" Tiningnan lang siya ni Franco na may poker face na mukha. Walang emosyon, seryoso ang mga mata at mahigpit na magkalapat ang mga labi. Para itong pinaglihi sa ampalaya sobrang bitter ang expression ng mukha.

I saw his forehead furrow and his two eyebrows meet. "How did it happen?" he asked in astonishment as he looked straight into my eyes. Wait, how can I explain that to him? Eh, ‘di ba nga ayaw kong ikuwento. "Kuya, kumusta na ang flight mo, malapit kanang umalis, naayos mo na ba ang lahat ng kailangan ayusin bago ang pag-alis mo?" Pag-iiba ko ng topic. Which is why his two eyebrows stick together even more and multiply the frowns on his forehead.

“Ilang araw ka nang ganyan. Simula nung umuwi tayo galing sa meeting nyo ng mga kaibigan mo, parang bigla ka na lang nawawala sa mood. One moment okay ka, tapos the next… parang may dinadala ka.” Napakagat ako sa labi ko. “Wala nga kasi…” mahina kong tugon, pilit pa ring iniiwasan ang tingin niya. Tuluyan nang kumunot ang noo ni Chanton. Kita ko ang pagkadismaya sa mukha niya. Hindi galit, kundi yung klase ng frustration kapag gusto mong intindihin ang isang tao pero ayaw niyang magbukas.