Unparalleled Joy | COMPLETED

Epilogue (1)

HIM

There's part of me, wanna know... does my music has ever contributed something to the world? or even just in someone's life?

Aminin man natin o hindi, we do things not just for ourselves but also for anybody else. It's not just ourselves and our talents alone.

People can't say that they're just doing that because that what makes them happy. With that instance, they haven't found yet the real purpose why they're doing such things. Because for me...

One great purpose is the one made for others...

Maybe you've been assigned to the mountain to show others it can be moved.

Operation day. If I survive, I promise that my one great purpose will save lives.

"Ludwig."

Madahan kong minulat ang mata ko at sinalubong ang kaniyang mga mata. He's always here. Nagkakapagtataka nga dahil mukhang wala siyang ganap sa industriya.

Kumuha siya ng upuan at doon umupo. "You know, your mom... is beautiful."

I blinked once, eyelashes seemed heavy as I heard it. He suddenly bring out the topic which is very unusual for him. Ayaw niyang pinag-uusapan si Mom. Pansin ko rin na unti-unting nanunubig ang mata niya, pinipigilan niya lang.

"My music is dull and it was nothing but a beast, until she came and gave beauty to every pieces I made..."

How creative he is, that's what I thought. Kung ilalapat ang sinabi niya ngayon sa music, sigurado akong makikilala na naman ang gawa niya. Totoo naman na sobrang laki ng contribution niya sa industry. Maling paraan nga lang siya nagsimula.

He sniffed and slid a hand on the top of his nose. "But I gave her a torn when she deserves roses..." He paused. "Totoo... totoong sinakripisyo ko ang sarili naming anak para sa sariling kasikatan. I sell her and I want a boy that will carry the family's legacy and that's when you came..."

Umigting ang panga ko. "But I'm not your child."

Hindi niya pinansin ang sinabi ko. "After that, she'd been diagnosed with mental illness. She's been taking drugs like what you did."

Napaawang ang bibig ko sa narinig. I didn't know and he never told me about this.

He clasped both of his hand. "Every night, gigising s'ya, magtitimla ng gatas at p-parang may karga-kargang bata..."

With my own empathy, ramdam kong nasasaktan siya. Guilt? I think that's it. Dahil siya ang dahilan kung bakit 'yon nangyari.

"She will always sit on her vanity table, as if she was combing a long hair..." Tumingala siya. "So I sent her in the hospital, dito and fake everything, telling everyone that she went abroad for a job."

I wanna punch him to face. 'Yong solid na solid. Pero hindi 'yon sapat. Ginawa n'ya 'yon para mapagtakpan na naman ang kahihiyan niya. Tangina niya...

"You're really good at cleaning." I fake a laugh. "Lolo was right. Siguro kung mag-re-reincarnate ka sa sunod mong buhay bilang hayop, isa kang malupet na janitor fish."

I can't hide how much I hated him. Pati ako napaniwala niya sa mga kasinungalingan niya. With my whole existence, I've been living with lies. Lahat pala maling akala. He grown lusty in hell.

Ngayon na lang ako nagpapasalamat na hindi niya ako tunay na anak. At least hindi ako nagmana sa kan'ya.

"Tama ka nga, wala akong kwentang ama... walang kwentang asawa."

I sighed. "Wow... it took years since you realized."

"But Ludwig..." Nagsukatan kami ng tingin. A minute before he spoke, "You're my son."