Brutal (Sour Hour Series #5)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Whatever the circumstances, I am confident that there will be solace for every sorrow.

Solace is not designated to be a replication, but rather an invitation to enter the macrocosm via the door of dolefulness and hardship, to experience the depth of anguish and simultaneous resplendency that the strategic mind alone cannot comprehend or make sense of.

In his embrace, I felt comfort. I felt a sense of calm whenever he was around. Perhaps it's because he was there for me when I truly needed him. When I was fatigued in my life, he was there to console me.

He's the man who has entered my life to be my refuge. My tranquillity. My solace.

I'm cognizant that the comfort I'm experiencing right now is only momentary. Because I understand that there is nothing permanent in this world but true love, perpetual love. However, this is not a profound appreciation situation.

"Vote Vernaya Velasco for mayor! A huge change will surely come to this city!"

"Go, Ms. Vernaya! We are always supporting you! I hope you can win this upcoming election!"

"Ms. Vernaya is the only one who's deserving to be the mayor of this town. No one will ever beat her. She's the best. She can do anything for the sake of our city!" sabi ng mga tao roon.

Nitong nakaraang linggo lang nang mag simula ang pagca-campaign ni Mama. Nandito kami sa isang malaking truck habang ang mga taong sumisigaw ay nasa ibaba habang hawak ang maraming tarpaulin ni Mama.

I'm wearing a white t-shirt at ang nakalagay roon ay ang mukha ni Mama. Ganoon din ang mga kapatid ko, si Papa, at ang iba pa naming mga kasama rito.

I have no choice but to come with her campaign. Para makita ng lahat ng tao na kumpleto at masaya kaming pamilya.

Pero ang totoo, it was all a lie.

Gusto kong matawa kay Mama. I know that she's only doing this for her upcoming election as the mayor of this town. At panigurado akong pagkatapos nito, babalik din naman sa dati ang lahat.

Tumigil kami sa may plaza para magpahinga. Agad na dinumog ng mga tao si Mama kaya pumasok muna ako sa loob ng tent para uminom ng tubig.

"Tatakbo din pa lang mayor si Janice Lizarda? Malaking kompetensya iyon ni Vernaya." nakarinig ako ng bulong sa mga taong kapapasok lang sa tent.

Matapos kong uminom ng tubig, lumabas na ako sa tent at bumalik na kila Mama. Nga lang, nagulat ako nang makita kung sino ang kadadating lang sa loob ng plaza.

It was Sir Jainzen, together with his mother and grandparents. Nakasuot si Sir Jainzen ng isang t-shirt kung saan may mukha at pangalan ng nanay niya, may hawak din siyang isang malaking tarpaulin.

"Good luck sa mommy mo, Sir Jainzen. I didn't know na tatakbo din pala siya?" sabi ko nang makalapit sa kanya.

Tipid siyang tumango.

"Biglaan lang din, kaya sumusuporta na lang ako kay Mommy. Anyways, good luck din sa mama mo." sagot niya.

Kaya noong makauwi kami sa bahay, batid kong sobrang na badtrip si Mama. Simula kasi noong dumating sila Sir Jainzen, nahati ang mga tao. Sa katunayan, mas angat ang sumusuporta ngayon sa nanay ni Sir Jainzen kaysa kay Mama.

"Hindi ko inaasahan na tatakbo pala siya, huh? Talagang laban ang gusto niya? Sige! Laban kung laban!" si Mama.

Bumuntonghininga lang ako.

"Hindi ba't kakilala mo ang anak niya?" tanong ni Mama sa'kin.

Tumango lang ako.

"Noong una, akala ko mapapanatag ako na ako ang mananalo sa eleksyong ito. But it seems like I was wrong. Not until that Janice Lizarda run, too, as the mayor of this town."