Novel & Cerita Furrowed Eyebrows

His focus remained on my hair. I saw how he scrunched his nose like he didn’t like what he heard. Ang makinis niyang mukha na wala ni isang pores ay tila nandilim. It was like a sudden change of colors in the sky. The blue became gray until everything turned dark, and suddenly, it’s storming. Ganoon na ganoon ang ekpresyon niya ngayon habang tinitignan ko siya. It was amusing, and somehow -- makes me happy.

His brows furrowed so tightly they almost formed a single line, and his lips pressed together. He looked mad, no, he looked furious.

he complimented. I suddenly realized what he meant. My eyebrows automatically bumped together in a frown and slammed the door close.

Umurong ako para sana makalayo sa kanya pero hindi ako nakaurong dahil sa hawak niya. Bumibigat na ang paghinga ko, naakit sa gusto niyang gawin. Naakit din ako sa awra ng mukha niya. He look so horny and a bit angry. Ang bibig niya ay bahagyanh nakabuka at humihinga ng malalim doon. His eyebrows were in a frown and his eyes is blazing with fire. "We can't do it again." Nagpapanic kong sabi pilit na pinipigilan ang kamay niya. Nakafocus lang ang tingin niya sa ginagawa niya at hindi nagpapapigil.

Oo at may pagka-maldita nga ito pero keri naman. "Do I look like I'm lying?" Umigkas ang isang kilay nito. Wala itong guhit ng make-up at talagang natural ang eyebrows nito. But they are perfectly trimmed into an angled arch. Bumagay iyon sa diamond shaped nitong mukha.

Really? Ano kayang pakiramdam no’n? "Then, let’s watch tomorrow!" giit ko. Pinalis ako luha at kunot ang noong lumingon sa kaniya. His eyebrows shot up because of what I said. The expression from his eyes changed from serious to playful. He pursed his lips, trying to stifle his smile but he failed. He laughed which made me crossed my brows. "What’s funny?" naiinis kong tanong. Ewan ko ba pero naiinis ako sa ekspresyong ipinapakita niya.

His thick, expressive eyebrows furrowed when he saw what's the commotion all about. Hirap man alisin ang tingin sa matipunong lalaki ay pinilit kong ibaling ang mga mata sa dalawang sevanas na ngayon ay punong puno ng takot ang mga mukha. Umaatras sila paunti-unti at halatang nanginginig dahil ang mga balikat ay tumataas baba.

Mula sa malayo ay tila naaamoy ko na ang mga komento. Naging blangko ang ekspresyon ko sa mukha dahil tama nga ako. Gumagawa na sila ng teorya na nag date raw kami. Sus. Sana nga ay totoo ‘yun pero hindi naman. "Why are your eyebrows furrowed?" Napatingala ako sa kanya dahil sa biglaan niyang pagsasalita. "Wala. Nag check lang ako ng social media." Tumango siya.

I can't help but look at his well-defined arms; those are screaming muscles and veins. "I'm talking to you, Ms. Castillion," he said, his left brow arched. Raising his left eyebrow is his mannerism. His gaze is scrutinizing my being. Nag-iwas ako ng tingin. "Come again? My apologies, I did not hear what you said.