I was kneeling, looking at Him with my hands clasped in front of me, when you sat down one pew ahead. You bent your head full of silky, wavy black hair, and the cute side view of your face distracted me from His gaze. At first, I was annoyed that you were blocking my vision of Him, but suddenly I realized you were alone, cute, and had no ring on your finger. Right then, my childish habit kicked in, I bowed my head and closed my eyes, and asked Him, “Lord, kinsa ni? Cute lagi ni. Nganung mag sige man ni sya’g lingkod sa atubangan namo jud. Nganung mag atang-atang man jud ni siyas’ panan-aw nako nimo? Siya na ba ni ag gitagana nimong anak para sa akoa? Kung di gani palihog ko’g butang niya palayo kay dili ko ka concentrate. Charot. Haha.”
I waited minutes for Him to answer me, which felt like an eternity. My eyes were still closed, and beads of sweat started to form at the back of my spine, but I heard nothing. I was about to ask Him to just give me a sign but the booming voice of the lector shook me, “Palihog manindog ang tanan ug atong awiton ang awit sa pagsugod.“
Ayy susss grabe jud. Pati ba ang tig-basa sa simbahan kontrabida sa akong lovelife?
Bitaw atik ra, last year pa to. Pahibaw lang ko nga daghan-daghan na pod nga pa-misa akong na-offer para nimo.
It’s great that your eyes are always on Him, but I’m sorry that mine are sometimes on you, praying you would turn your head around and say something else, not just ‘Peace be with you.’
The Girl One Pew Behind You,
Marianie G.
P. S. Ka-creepy ba sa ‘The Girl One Pew Behind You’, mura ma’g padung mandunggab. Haha.
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