“Cut!” Napalingon nina Buddy at Blet kay sir Kean. “Baba muna kayo dito.”
Tumalima naman ang dalawa. The two are currently practising for the Interschool Singing Competetion.
“Sorry!” agad na humingi ng paumanhin si Buddy. Nakangiwi ito.
“Buti naman at aminado ka na ikaw ang may kasalanan,” sabi ni sir Kean. “Nagpa-flat ka sa mga high notes. Muntik ka pang pumiyok kanina. What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know,” napabuntung-hininga si Buddy. Sir Kean patted his little sister’s head.
“Mabuti pa, magpahinga muna kayo,” anito. “May pupuntahan lang ako. Blet, Maya, no cold drinks and ice cream, maliwanag ba?”
Tumango lamang ang dalawa.
“Your water,” DD offered a bottle of water which MM accepted.
“Thanks.”
“MM, okay ka lang ba?” tanong ni Kyra na nandun daw dahil gusto nitong gawan ng article ang tungkol sa singing contest. Tumango lang si MM.
“Baka naman kasi hindi ka nag-practice,” comment ni Blet. “Though madali lang namang i-memorize ang lyrics pero ang tune mo, hindi ganoon ka-stable.”
“Nag-practice lang ako nang konti.”
“Ano?!”
“Well, nag-take home ako ng gagawin sa Press,” MM explained. “Kakaloka ang ibang articles.”
“Kaya pala halatang puyat ka,” ani Blet.
“I’ll do better tomorrow.”
“You should,” ani DD. “That’s why you should not entertain any suitors. You’re so busy these days, Maya.”
“At kailan ka pa naging manager ng kapatid ko?”
“Ang bilis ninyo naman sir Kean,” I commented.
“At kasama ninyo pa si ma’am Alex at ma’am Sandy.”
“They can help Maya.”
“Talaga?” nangislap ang mga mata ni Kyra. “Pati si ma’am Alex?”
“If you must know, Music Major ang ma’am Alex ninyo bago siya nagmaster sa English,” nakangiting sabi ni ma’am Sandy. “Come on, Maya. Kailangang i-improve natin ang pagkanta mo.”
“Yeah,” sang-ayon naman ni ma’am Alex. “And one more thing, Maya. You’re not allowed to do Press works at home from now on.”
“Sagutin mo ang tanong ko kanina, Daniel,” ani sir Kean na nag-cross arms pa. “Kailan ka pa naging manager ng kapatid ko.”
“What do you mean, sir Kean? It’s just a friendly advice.”
“It’s more like an advice of a jealous ex boyfriend pretending to be just a friend.”
“Hey, that’s English, Kyra!”
“At in fairness, may sense!”
“Teka lang! DD, sagutin mo na ang mahiwagang tanong ni Kuya Kean.”
“It’s obvious right?” ani DD. Mukhang aminan na to! “She has Press, the practice, school works and other stuffs. Her hands are too full to entertain some long lost childhood sweetheart that might get her distracted.”
Napatulala kami sa speech ni DD. It is logical, maybe. But it doesn’t make sense.
“What?”
“Ahm, DD, gusto mo ng number ni Papa Jack?”
“Papa Jack? You call that guy, Papa Jack?”
“Anubeh?!” padabog na sabi ni Kyra. “Hindi si Jack na pinagseselosan mo kundi si Papa Jack ng Love Radio. Yung nagbibigay ng advice sa mga may problema sa pag-ibig.”
“Ahhh!”
“And why would I call that Papa Jack?”
Nagkatinginan kami ni Blet nang mahimigan namin ang inis sa boses ni DD sa pagkakasabi niya ng “Jack.”
”Kyra, wala ka bang alam na ibang DJ na pwedeng mag-advise kay DD. Huwag na si Papa Jack.”
“Kapangalan lang eh.”
“I don’t have love problems, okay?”
“Ay halata nga!”
“Ang gugulo ninyong mga bata kayo!”
“Sorry sir Kean,” we apologized.
“Bakit ninyo po kasi natanong yun?”
“Wala lang.”
“E, paano ninyo pala na-convince si ma’am Alex. She was against it, diba?”
Kyra and I raised our brows when we saw sir Kean smile mysteriously.
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