Why'd You Ask Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Because you said you will tell me something." "But what if it's not worth it? Though you don't know if it's worthy or not, maghihintay ka pa rin?" he seriously asked. Puro tanungan ah! "Why not? At saka bakit mo naman ako paghihintayin kung 'di naman worth it, 'di ba?" "Ask me now." "Ask you what? . . . . Ah! Ano nga yung sasabihin mo?" "You know that number." While looking away from me, "It's not mine, sa kaibigan ko 'yan."

"You never asked. Bakit? I mean, you've already seen me in pain a lot of times. Alam mo kung kanino nanggaling ang bawat sakit, pero hindi ka nagtatanong kung ano ang dahilan. You knew that no one would attend my graduation, but you never asked me for a reason. You saw me crying many times, but you never asked me to tell you anything about it. Zeidan, bakit?" Suddenly, those questions left my lips. I just found myself thinking about those things this time. Nakakapagtaka dahil kahit isang beses ay hindi siya nagtanong sa'kin. I wonder if he doesn't care about it, or if he simply just know everything so he doesn't need to ask.

"What's wrong with you?" "What's wrong with me? Talaga ba, Gray?" Muli ay hinampas niya sa akin ang bag. "Ako talaga ang kailangan mong tanungin? Why don't you ask your whole damn self? What is wrong with you? Pumatay ka na naman daw!" "Who told you? Si Nate?" sambit ko matapos ay sumimsim ako mula sa kopita ng tsaa. "What will you do if I said yes? Mabubuhay mo ba sila?"

tanong niya pagkaraan ng ilang sandali. Natigilan ako. I analyze his question carefully. He didn't ask why I was crying. He asked if I feel better. Hindi siya nang uusisa, bagkus, mas inalala niya pa ang nararamdaman ko. It felt so strange, yet comforting. Because the first thing that I would usually ask someone when I saw them crying is the reason behind that.

” Hindi ko mawari kung nang-aasar, kalmado o galit ba siya pero ramdam kong may pagkapikon sa boses niya habang nagtatanong. “Why are you asking?” “Magkano ang singsing na nasa my day mo? Did you ask him? How much?” “What? Ang dami mo namang tanong. Ano ka ba namin para alam mo lahat ng bagay na ’yan?” “Because I want to surpass his proposal to you,” he said coldly.

Napangiti tuloy ako. " seriously. Did i wake you up?" He ask. I smiled. " no. I was just about to sleep." I lied. " anyways, why did you call?" Tumahimik ang kabilang linya. Tinignan ko tuloy kung disconnected na pero di pa naman. " creepy?" " its saturday tomorrow right?" Tanong nya. " yeah. Why?" Tanong ko. " wala kang pasok right?" Napakunot ako ng noo. Whats with the questions ba?

(Where are you?) tanong niya agad nang masagot ko ang tawag. I took a deep breath, refraining myself to answer his question. "Bakit ka napatawag?" I asked him instead. Ngunit mukhang napansin niya na iniiwasan ko ang sagutin ang tanong niya kung nasaan ako dahil alam kong sundance niya ako dito. (I am asking you if where the fuck are you, Keishana. Don't ask me such question when I am asking you first,) he said in gritted teeth which made me bit my lower lip hard.

"Why are you asking?" "Ang pagkakaalam ko kasi ang sabi mo ang isla na ito ay para sa mga taong gustong makalimot, kaya nga ako nandito diba? Para kalimutan ang ginawa ng ex ko sa akin, kaya natanong kita kung anong dahilan mo?"

"What's your consequences?" "Secret, bakit hindi mo na ba agad kaya?" Why would I tell him? "Chase talaga bang naiinitan ka kaya ka n*******d?" hindi ko maiwasang tanong. "Ahuh, why?" pilyo nyang sagot.

Inihiga n'ya ako ng may pagiingat at heto na naman ang kanyang mga mata na nakakapaso sa bawat tingin. "Who are you?" He asked and I found it sexy to my ears. Napakunot naman ang noo ng mapagtanto ang kanyang naging tanong. Animo'y may malaking question mark ang nakapatong sa tuktok ng ulo ko dahil sa tanong na 'yon." Who are you, woman!" Pag uulit nito at idiniin ang sarili sa akin. "What are you talking about? Nagka-amnesia ka ba?" Naguguluhan ko na tanong. "Who are you? Why are you here; by my side, in this house?" Mahinang bulong n'ya sapat lang para marinig ko.