I tried my best to stop overthinking about the treatment of my father to me.
Ayos lang 'yon. Normal lang 'yon dahil tatay ko siya. It's normal to hug and kiss your own daughter.
Palagi kong pilit na inaalis sa isipan ko ang mga bagay na sobrang bumabagabag sa akin.
Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi ako kumportable sa mga ginagawa ni daddy. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit habang lumalaki ako at nagkakaroon na ng tama at wastong pag-iisip, ay may mga naiisip akong hindi tama tungkol sa sariling ama.
Hindi ko alam kung bakit bawat dikit ng balat niya sa balat ko, awtomatikong kinikilabutan agad ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit sa tuwing pinupuri niya ang itsura ko, hindi maganda ang pakiramdam ko. Hindi ko alam kung bakit sa tuwing niyayakap niya ako, para akong napapaso. Hindi ko alam kung bakit sa tuwing lumalapat ang mga labi niya sa pisngi ko ay halos mandiri ako.
Ako ba ang problema?
Dose anyos pa lang ako at pakiramdam ko, pagod na ang utak ko. Pagod na akong mag-isip nang mag-isip. Pagod nang tumakbo ang utak ko at maglakbay sa mga isipin na hindi na nga tama... nakakapandiri pa.
"What is your desired color for your dress, Nina?" Mommy asked over dinner.
Gabi na naman. Natapos na naman ang isang mapayang araw sa eskwelahan. Nasa bahay na naman ako at hindi ko alam kung bakit pakiramdam ko, mas nakakapagod manatili rito kaysa sa eskwelahan kahit na mas marami akong ginagawa roon.
It was another night of overthinking. I am beyond exhausted.
"Light pink is fine, Mommy." I simply answered.
I slowly chewed my food that's inside my mouth. Even though I am not feeling hungry, I needed to join my parents every dinner. It's a must in our family to be complete because as my grandfather said, it's the only time of the day where you can talk, sit, and eat with your family.
My mother is planning to host an event with elite people. Politicians, businessmen, celebrities, all of the people that belongs to the upper class.
The event will be held in our mansion. My mother has a lot of connections and she does this thing annually to gain more of it.
"Hmm. Light pink suits the complexion of your skin, hija. Nice choice." My mother sipped on her wine glass.
"Thanks, Mom." I smiled at my mother.
However, my eyes darted at my father. I saw him looking at me intently while chewing his own food.
What now?
"Yes, Daddy?" I asked. He's looking at me like he wanted to say something.
It's getting uncomfortable for me.
"I can't wait to see you in your gown, sweetheart. You'll be a stunner for sure." He said and wiped the sides of his lips with a table napkin.
"Right?" My mother second the motion. "It's important to look pretty in every social events like this, hija. It is where you'll find your husband in the future so you really need to be at your best. Para sila ang lalapit sa'yo."
"Hindi ba masyadong bata pa si Nina para riyan? She's only twelve," my father said.
My mother chuckled.
"Yes, hon. She's just twelve but it's important to plan for her future as early as possible. I want to make sure that my daughter will be in good hands."
"Mariin kong sinabi na wala pang pwedeng manligaw sa anak ko. If you want, you can ask those boys to court you, instead." my father snapped angrily.
What the... Anong sinasabi mo, Daddy?
BINABASA MO ANG
Untying the Rope (Mujer Fuerte Series #1)
General FictionCOMPLETED CONTENT WARNING : This story may contain explicit language, violence, self-harm, murder, and themes that can be harmful, traumatizing, and triggering to some readers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Sabi nila, kapag ipinanganak kang mayaman, lahat...
