Parang May Buhangin Sa Mata 소설 & 이야기

Ilang buntung-hininga din ang kanyang pinakawalan bago pumasok ulit sa loob ng kanyang kuwarto. Samantala, isang pares naman ng mga mata ang nakatingin sa bahay ni Blue. Mula sa kanyang kinalalagyan ay tanaw nito ang bawat ikinikilos ng binata gamit ang dalang binoculars. Maya-maya ay isang ngiti ang nabuo sa mga labi nito. Isang ngiti na kalaunan ay unti-unting nawala at naging tiim ang bagang ng nagmamay-ari ng mga matang iyon.

The light becomes even brighter as the speed increases, so bright that I have to look away to avoid hurting my eyes and, suddenly, the light goes off and everywhere’s still and quiet. My eyes almost pop out of their sockets when I turn around to see the most stunning woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.

sabi nito na parang naglalaway at tatanggalin na sana niya ang bra ko ng biglang bumukas ang pinto at binaril siya sa paa. Finally, they are already here. Nakaramdam ako ng konting puot at parang may namumuong luha sa mga gilid ng mga mata ko. This kind of disgusting situation never happened in my entire life. Parang gusto ko mag protesta bakit ang tagal nila dumating.

Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ My eyes felt like someone had rubbed sand into the sockets. I tried to blink, but my lids were heavy and stuck together. Everything was too bright. The light coming through the gaps in the curtains felt like a needle stabbing straight into my brain.

isang matinding kirot ang sumabog sa ulo ko. Napahawak ako sa sentido. At kasabay niyon... bumuhos ang mga alaala. Isang dalampasigan. Palubog ang araw. Humahampas ang mga alon sa buhangin. May babaeng nakayapak na tumatawa habang tumatakbo palayo sa akin. Mahaba ang buhok niya. Nililipad iyon ng hangin. Lumingon siya. At doon ko nakita ang mukha niya.

Unti-unting bumigat ang talukap ng aking mga mata at nakatulog. ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

Aggravating several times more. Unfortunately for what's going on, I gradually and circumspectly open my eyes, not quickly understanding that my hands are covering my ears in a vain effort to stifle the irritating buzzing, and out of nowhere the incredible white glow just goes off. In any case, before my internal discussion could celebrate that my eyes would essentially not be damaged from now on, something basically the same as a movie screen appears before me in which only a succession of dark images is valued and therefore Thus, the hum changes into the clamor made by the reels of film projectors.

Wala sino man ang nag tangkang humarang sa dinadaanan ng mga 'to. Napangisi ang dalaga ng magtama ang mga mata nila ng lalaking nangunguna sa pagalalakad. Naramdaman siguro nito ang titig na pinupukol ng dalaga. Kahit medyo malayo ang kinaroroonan ng dalaga, nakikita parin niya ang asul na madidilim na mga mata nito. She saw how his brows knitted to frown.

And now I’m here. The sting of the brightness grows unbearable, piercing through my vision like needles. My eyes water as I force them to stay open, but the light is too much. It presses against me, unrelenting, making my head throb and my stomach churn. My eyelids tremble with the effort, and the pain finally becomes too sharp to endure.

At nanlamig ang buong katawan niya gayong parang mayroong apoy na naglagablab sa kanyang kaibuturan. May kung anong magneto ang mga mata nitong malalalim dahil hindi niya napigil ang sarili na mapatitig nang matagal dito. Napansin agad niya ang malapad na balikat na nangingintab sa pawis. Ang mataas na noo, ang matangos na ilong, ang determinadong hubog ng baba at panga nito, pati ang bibig na pirmi at matiim.