Novel & Cerita Why You So Quiet What's On Your Mind

“You don’t read enough.” Tinapunan ko siya ng tingin. “I do.” “You fall asleep after three pages.” “That’s because your voice distracts me.” “My voice?” “Sometimes.” Tumawa siya, malambing. Naging seryoso ako. “And I want the house to stay open.” “For family?” “For whoever needs somewhere quiet.” Nagtagal ang tingin niya. “That’s very you.” Tumayo kami sa tabi ng lawa, magkahawak kamay.

Mahina nyang tanong "Why so cold?" Bulong ko Silence answered me. I cleared my throat. Hinawakan ko ang mukha niya at iniharap sakin. His cold emerald eyes greet me. They were emotionless. "Ayos lang kung ayaw mong sagutin. I'm just being curious. Curious kung ganito ka ba talaga noon pa lang or something happened before and how that changes you," i want to see through you

pagod kong tanong habang diretso ang tingin sa daan. "You're right. But it's weird that you like to burn yourself here in the grounds," natatawa niyang sambit pero hindi ko sinabayan iyon. Natahimik siya. I actually want him to shut up since he came near me, but as seconds passed by with the silence reigning between us, it feels awkward and gloomy. Nilingon ko siya. "Why are you silent?" I asked while thinking whether I should drop my eyes to him or not. I'm afraid to feel that rumble feeling again.

Hindi niya alam kung ano ba ang dapat niya isagot dito o kung tama lang ba talaga na sagutin niya ito. Napaiwas siya ng tingin dito at hindi na ito sinagot pa. Ayaw niyang sagutin ito dahil baka mas lalo lamang gumulo ang sitwasyon nila. Baka lalo lamang siya nitong pahirapan kapag sinabi na oo, na Hindi na lamang siya na in love dito kundi natutunan niya na rin kung paano na ito mahalin. "So silence means yes I think right?" Narinig niyang tanong nito ngunit hindi niya ito tiningnan at nanatili lamang na sa ibang direksyon siya nakatingin.

"You've been so quiet lately. Parang sobrang busy mo din. Is everything really alright? If you have problems, you can tell me. Also about that girly things, pwede mo 'kong sabihan. I'll try my best to understand." I hesitated, my mind swirling with thoughts, my heart filled with a mixture of hope and apprehension. "I'm fine," I said, my voice a little too light, a little too evasive. "Just thinking about things." "Thinking about what?" he pressed, his gaze searching mine, his expression filled with a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Just... things," I said, my voice trailing off. I couldn't bring myself to tell him about my family, about the pain and the uncertainty that had always shadowe

Walang matinong lalaki ang manloloko sa kaniyang asawa kung mahal niya at kuntento siya rito. "Why are you quiet? Is there anything you worry about? iniisip mo ang kapatid mo?" bigla siyang sumulpot sa aking likuran. Nandito pa rin kami sa loob ng opisina niya. Inilapit niya ang mukha niya sa akin. "Mahal, I am talking to you. Bakit kako tahimik ka?" hinawakan niya ako sa baba at tinignan sa mata.

Naramdaman kong tumabi ito sa akin ng upo at tumingin din sa karagatan. Nagwawala ang dibdib ko sa kaba. I don't know why. Maybe because of his deadly and authoritative presence and aura. Nihindi ko ito magawang tignan sa sobrang kaba. Nagkakarera ang puso ko sa hindi malamang dahilan. “What were you thinking?” he suddenly asked; breaking the irritating silence between us. I took a deep breath and shrugged off my shoulders. “I realized how fvcked up my life is.”

"Is that your way of rejecting me?" Mabilis siyang umiling. "No." "Then why are you silent?" "Kasi nag-iisip ako." "Kung paano mo ako aayawan?" "Hindi." May diin niyang sabi. "Nag-iisip ako kung mahal din ba kita." "If you think that you love me, are you ready for it? For me?" Umiling siya saka nagbaba ng tingin. “I'm not..." “Why?”

At isa ito sa mga napapansin ni Beau na pagkakaiba kay Emory sa mga babaeng nakilala niya noon. She’s quiet. Hindi ito mahilig magtanong at hindi niya alam kung maganda ba ‘yon o hindi. Being silent means she’s bottling her thoughts to herself. Pero ano naman ang pakialam niya kung ganoon nga? Mas mabuti nga ‘yon. Hindi sasakit ang ulo niya.

tanong ko kahit alam ko na ang gusto niyang gawin ko. "Upo." "Bakit?" "Puro ka bakit. Umupo ka na lang," nakakunot niyang sabi. Hinablot at hinila niya ang kaliwang palapulsuhan kaya napilitan akong maupo. "Bakit ba?" "Why didn't you reply?" 'Yun ba ang dahilan bakit kami nasa ganitong posisyon? Humarap ako sa kaniya na nakataas ang isang kilay.