Aron Ryle’s POV
“Cuego! May first aid ka ba rito?!” tanong ko nang pumasok ako sa bahay nina Dale.
It’s normal for us, Johnny and I, to come back and forth at his house. Nasanay na rin kami kasi simula mga bata pa kami ay nawili na talaga kaming gambalain si Dale. He always wanted to be alone. Gusto niya ’yung tahimik na paligid kaya naman pumupunta kami rito para mag-ingay, to disturb him. Claps, we are such a great friends, aren’t we?
“What?” salubong ang kilay na bungad niya sa akin.
“’Yung first aid muna, Dale! I am bleeding!”
Hindi siya umimik sa halip ay tumayo siya upang kunin ang first aid kit. He passed it to me and then he went back on his seat, facing his laptop.
He was distracted so he stopped on what he was doing. Tumayo siya mula sa upuan niya at lumipat sa edge ng table.
“Your father is a doctor. Why you need to come here?” he asked, crossed arms.
“Alam mo naman na masesermonan ako sa bahay kapag dumating ako roon na ganito ang kalagayan ko,” sagot ko habang nilalagyan ng alcohol ang sugat ko. Hindi naman ito kalakihan pero tumalab kasi ang kutsilyo nang lalaking iyon. “I better treat myself here. Ayoko ko ng gulo.”
When I am done doing putting bandage on my wound, he went back to his seat. I returned all the things I used and closed the kit.
“Busy tayo, ah? Para sa ano ba ’yan?” I asked when I saw him doing something on his computer. He looked so serious at it.
“Riona,” he simply replied.
Hayst. Dale Daniel Cuego, you really don’t know how to speak a lot.
After spending a day at Dale’s residence I decided to go home even I still don’t want too.
Saktong papasok na ako ng bahay nang makasabay ko si mommy.
“Saan ka galing?” she asked, without looking at me.
“Kina Dale,” sagot ko.
“Why not let Dale feed you since you’re always there?”
I formed a fist to calmed myself down. I don’t want to argue with her. Nakakapagod din kasi. I always wanted to start a nice conversation with her but she never cooperate. Palagi mainit ang ulo niya at naisusumbat sa akin lahat ng dinadala niya. More likely that she couldn’t stand a minute talking to me.
“Mom, I—”
“You don’t need to explain, Ryle,” she interrupted while typing on her phone. “I am sick hearing your words,” she added and walk first from me.
Nasasaktan ako dahil sa pakikitungo sa akin ni mommy. She never treated me nicely. She always put a wall between us.
I went straight to the fridge and get some canned beers and went to our rooftop. I sat down and started drinking what I’ve got with me.
I feel helpless every time I am at this house. Wala akong kakampi. Dad is rarely going home early. He is too busy at the hospital. He is a general surgeon and take over my grandfather’s position at the hospital. My dad is the only heir of PSF Medical Center. PSF stands for “Patients Safety First”. But he said that three letters is more than that. PSF stands for the initials of their names. P for Pedrano, his father, Sandro, his name and Felicia, his mother.
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