Love A Lifetime (Completed)

EPILOGUE

"Unga! Unga!!"

"Mom! Baby is crying again!" Sigaw ni Yen na nasa living room na nakatunghay sa baby boy namin.

Napangiti ako at inabot ang baby bottle sa mesa saka pumunta sa living room. Agad akong napatingin sa diaper niya baka nag-poo siya o baka puno iyong diaper niya pero hindi naman, kaya binigay ko sakanya iyong bottle dahilan para tumahimik siya.

He smiled cutely, his eyes are closed as he drink his milk. Awe, such a cutie baby.

His name is Arlo Drei.Yanna's age is nine and Arlo Drei is one year old. Kaedaran ng panganay na anak ni Vin.

Arlo is like his papa. Kamukhang-kamukha nito ang papa namin.

Well, hindi ko kasi gaano kamukha ni papa kasi parang mas kamukha ko si mama. While my baby brother got the features of papa when he was a baby. His son yes. Arlo is my step brother.

At first, it was hard for me to process because papa is my only ideal man for my mama, and mama is my only ideal woman for papa, they will be faithful to each other until their death.

But according to papa when his friends invited him to drink at one club, they enjoyed not until his friends were asleep because of drinking too much and he was the only one who cannot sleep, he is only drunk. When he went down, he saw some waitress.

Akala niya raw iyon ang mama ko, sinundan niya ito tapos ayon, hindi na niya makuwento ang sunod na nangyari kasi hindi niya rin ma-accept noong una ang kasalanan niya.

Nalaman nalang namin na may anak si papa noong may lumapit sa amin na isang babaeng waitress daw sa XClub na hinahanap si papa dahil kailangan daw niya ng tulong para sa anak nila, nanginig ako nang makita ko ang mukha nang baby na hawak niya.

Tapos nasa likuran ko na noon ang papa ko na sumunod sa akin. He recognized the woman and he almost got insane when he learned and saw everything. I was crying silently, and he was crying loudly before he left. I talked to the woman and asked her if she agrees her son and my papa to undergo DNA test because I cannot accept.

She agreed before they left.

When they left, I called my husband who is in work. He was worried, I told him everything then he quickly got home. Good thing, he has no patience to check at that time and that he is not in the operating room.

We went to the cemetry and we've seen dad, he was kneeling infront of mom's grave, saying sorry a couple of times, saying it's his fault, saying "you are my only love and that I saw your face within her". We waited for him, we listened to him explaining himself infront of mom, not until he kept on blaming himself, not until it is going to rain.

God knows I was crying and my husband comforted me. My husband convinced my dad, I don't know what they talked about, I did not asked but still. We got home safely.

My papa and I talked in the morning, when we were alone in the dining room. He asked about my opinion. I suggest him if he would just accept what happened. He asked if that was okay for me, halfly no; halfly yes. But I did not invoice out.

It took us a week before we faced the woman and her son, they are in a small apartment, she wasn't feeling good and her dad is taking care of the baby. She introduced herself as Arlyn and she's 37 years old.

"Kahit ayaw ko man na ibigay siya sa inyo pero kailangan, malapit na akong mamatay at ang tatay ko, walang maayos na trabaho. Hindi ko kayang pahirapan ang tatay ko. Hindi niya alam na ibibigay ko sainyo si Arlo, pero sana sa atin lang ito kasi ayaw ko talaga siyang mahirapan. Hindi niya rin alam na malala na ang sakit ko."