Heart 3: Swollen Heart

CHAPTER 38

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PREIOUS PZRAE’S POV

Naalimpungatan ako nang makarinig ako ng isang malakas na kalabog. I groaned as I stretched my body against the bed, squeezing my eyes in irritation.

“Who the fuck is that?!” I rubbed my eyes and took a seat on the bed.

My clothes are still the same and it’s darker outside. I also have a comforter covering my body. Who the hell did covered me with this?!

Napatayo ako nang mapagtanto ko kung ano ‘yong kalabog. I rushed towards the glass division of my room and veranda. Sa sahig ng veranda ko ay isang sira at pingkot-pingkot na yero. I could see it through the glass though it’s extremely wet!

The wind outside is much stronger than before as so as the rain. Wala na ring mga ilaw sa labas... base on the vague glass. It’s zero visibility. Baka bumaha bukas!

Buti na lang, battery powered ‘yong lamp ko kaya kahit papaano ay may liwanag dito sa kuwarto ko. The bed squeaked as it supported my weight, my mind being occupied by some strange things again.

Kumusta kaya sina Ciro at Nay Sencia?

Sobrang lakas ng bagyo, and probably their house is being ruined. Hindi naman sa pag-aano, pero... baka pati yero nila ay nadala na ng bagyo! Are they fine? Nakapag-evacuate ba sila? Komportable ba sila sa evacuation center? Anong kakainin nila do’n?

That cute child and old woman don’t deserve that!

Parang ngayon lang ako nagsisi na hindi pa namin sila napasama!

“Si Keiroh kaya,” I talked to myself. “He’s absolutely worried now, I know...” I took my way out of my room, the pitch dark hallway greeted me as I opened the door.

I opened my phone’s flashlight, ignoring 15 missed calls and 23 unread messages from Dad.

I opened Keiroh’s room, its door creating a creepy creak as I pushed it slowly. It’s dark inside... and silent. Baka natutulog na ang lalaking ‘yon... pero makakatulog kaya siya sa pag-aalala?

When I aimed my phone towards his bed, I saw it empty.

“Where the fuck he is?!” Worry crawled over my system, my heart throbbing its cage. “Saan nagpunta ‘yon?!”

Negative thoughts bombarded my head as I rushed downstairs, my phone is my only source of light.

Baka bumalik ‘yon sa Batangas? Tanga pa naman ‘yon! Bakit wala sa kuwarto niya?

I even checked the kitchen, suspecting that he was just stress-eating or just kind of thirsty, but even the kitchen is empty! I turned my senses to its maximum capability but I heard and felt nothing but emptiness.

Saan susuot ang lalaking ‘yon?

I couldn’t go out and check for the car kung wala sa garahe because I’m extremely afraid of the strong wind. I frustratedly took a seat on the sofa of my living room, my whole body drenching with sweat. My fingers are even trembling as I typed for his number...

What the fuck is happening to me?! Malaki na ‘yon, alam niya ginagawa niya!

When I pressed the green call button, out of fucking coverage area daw!

“Fuck that Telecom service!” I could understand that there’s no signal due to the storm, but... what the fuck!

Nasaan si Keiroh?! Walanghiya! I tried checking the dirty kitchen and even the basement kasi baka na-trip-an niya lang maglinis habang nabagyo, but still nothing!