I was hanging out with a friend yesterday after work. I initially wanted to go home early just to catch the replay of American Idol on QTV, but since Ramiele got booted out last week, I wasn't too excited to see the show anymore.
thought of having my hair trimmed , unfortunately the salon got fully booked for the entire night, so me and my friend ate dinner instead.
He wasn't feeling well the entire time, but I was used to him being 'the pa-importante,' so I wasn't paying attention until he said,
"May sakit ata ako."
"Ngayon mo lang narealize? Kanina ka pa mukhang na-coma." I said.
"Hindi. Sakit. As in, sakit." he replied.
I was confused. I think I knew what he meant but I wasn't sure, plus I didn't want to assume.
"Are you sure? When was the last time you did it?"
"With ****, kilala mo siya diba?" he asked, looking worried and confused himself.
I haven't met the person but I knew their story.
"Baka gusto mo dumalaw sa clinic?" I asked. I didn't know what to say.
This was usually not the picture when we're together.
We're almost always laughing our a** off when we meet. Talking about our day's adventures and people around us.
"Hindi na ako talaga makikipagsex." he said, with a hint of fear and desperation.
"Gagu! Umayos ka nga jan. Hindi mo pa nga sure kung anu yan tapos nagkakaganyan ka na. Remember how you met the person?" I replied.
"Oo na. Kasalanan ko na. Pero I did some research, symptoms na siya talaga." he said.
"Good dahil inaalam mo yan. Bad kasi sinisisi mo yung sarili mo. Anu pang magagawa ng pagsisisi mo? Gawan mo na lang ng paraan." I said.
"Fine... Mamamatay na ata ako." he SERIOUSLY said.
"Ungas! Gusto mo simulan ko na ngayon? Bibili na ako ng kutsilyo dyan sa hardware. Butter knife lang para mura." I said trying to cheer him up.
"Mapurol kaya yun. Ayoko maramdaman yung sakit. Ihambalos mo na lang ako sa pader. Dali!"
"E di papanget ka. Gudlak sa morge. Pahihirapan mo pa siyang pagmukhain ka uling tao."
"Sabagay. May point ka dyan." he said.
I can see he's trying to joke about it, hiding the fact that he's totally scared sh*t of what he'd find out after the medical exams.
"Wait lang. Tatawagan ko na ang Imbestigador ar Emegency. With my help, sisikat ka!" trying all efforts to make him laugh.
"Pwede. Bili muna tayo ng malaking tela para gawin kong hood at bangaw shades para hindi ako makilala."
"Sige sige. Try din natin ang Rated K at Agri-Siyete." I replied.
"Agri-Siyete?" he asked.
"Oo naman. Try natin kung pwede natin pagkakitaan yan."
This is soo not right. Us laughing at his dilemma.
Dati, problema lang namin ang isusuot at ang susunod na gimikan. Ngayon, ganitong klaseng problema na ang hinaharap namin.
We're getting old, my friend. Don't worry, I'll be there to support you. :)