Fate Changer (ON-GOING)

Chapter 7: BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM

Humalakhak ako ng pagkalakas-lakas sa loob ng kuwarto at sabing "Ang dali lang. Pinapipili lang kita." nginitian ko siya ng sarkastiko.

"Alam mo senyora ang hindi ko talaga maintindihan sa inyo ay kung bakit kayo gan'yan, ginawa ko naman lahat ng gusto niyo, wala naman akong ginawang masama, tsaka nagsisilbi lang naman po ako sa inyo e.

Bakit niyo naman po yata minamasama iyon!" nahahabag niyang tugon.

"Because I simply hate people. I didn't want interactions from any." direktang sagot ko naman.

"G-Grabe n-naman s-senyora sana hindi na lang kayo nanghusga ng tao, nagtatrabaho lang dito ehh, mayroong po akong binubuhay tsaka anak rin po...Kahit paglingkuran ko na lang po kayo, nagpasalamat nga ko kasi may pang-gamot na si Mica immature kasi siya no'ng inilabas ko siya...kahit so rang hirap po ng buhay pinilit ko pong buhayin siya, mahal na mahal ko po 'yung anak ko sobra pa sa buhay ko...Sa totoo lang po maayos na ang kalagayan nya at gawa nyo po iyon...A-Alam k-ko n-naman p-pong may kabutihan d'yan sa puso mo e, sadyang itinatago mo lang..."

"Pwede ba? Huwag na wag mo kong inaartehan d'yan. Nasabi ko na lahat ng gusto kong sabihin. Tsaka kung mangingielam ka wag ako ha! Pwede ba yon?!" nakapamewang ko siyang tinarayan at timignan mula paa hanggang ulo.

"Kaya nga pinapipili kita... Dagdagan ko pa ba? Edi piliin mo 'yung tama. 'Di ka naman siguro tanga para pumili ng ikakapahamak mo."

Damn!

I really hate talking with this maid.

Nakakairita!

"If this wasn't my lucky day baka kanina pa kita pinatay sa sakal. Uhhh! Bwisit ka talaga! Dami mo pang satsat!"

"Lahat naman ng nagtatrabaho rito mukhang pera diba?! Ang kapal mo pang sagut-sagutin ako? Bakit? Sino ka ba?"

"Senyora, grabe talaga eh noh? Sobrang baba talaga ng tingin mo sa'kin?! Napakasama ng ugali mo parang nagtatrabaho lang po ako dito..."

"Wala akong pake sa katulad mong Yaya lang naman."

She swallowed hard and as if my veins were getting coiled so tightly inside.

Again, I felt the tense here in the atmosphere between us. The tension just got only stronger when she make-a-face to me. I'm no longer kidding, I'm telling her to leave.

...And, it's very simple. I gave her wants so why not just follow it.

Or else I might did something I didn't want to do today for myself.

I suppressed myself from harming. Because I might hurt her not just mentally but physically. She might be traumatized too. And still, there's a guilt in my heart once she told me she have a daughter.

Her daughter is so special, unlike me.

I'm like a candle melting when I remember she told me those words.

"mahal na mahal ko po 'yung anak ko sobra pa sa buhay ko..."

My heart wrenched, toring it into pieces and there's a storm in the blanked face I now wore. I'm dang stupefied when she hit a sensitive part of me as a person.

I didn't notice myself being drown by my own dope emotions. It's eating me up as I feel something heavy in my benumbed chest.

I thought I was really numb. But I'm not. The remorse had never been washed and kept on flashing in my long, old memories.

That had never been gone.

Unless, I'm put into sleep and dream of something else better. But, whenever reality pierced...I perceived a lot of painful tragedy that had happened to me before. And I just can't help myself to wonder.