"Bakit iisa na lang?"
Seven stared at the folder in front of her that showed her body structure. It has two figures: one of her structure three years ago and the other is the current one. Labis ang pagtataka n'ya nang makitang iisa na lamang. But she's more puzzled where did the other one go.
"You see," Nurse Jen said before heaving a sigh. Isinandal nito ang kan'yang likod sa backrest ng kan'yang swivel chair at tiningnan si Seven. "When you were in your deathbed three years ago after the war, humina ang daloy ng dalawang source mo. Naging normal ang takbo nito kagaya ng normal ng indibidwal. Hindi ba't nabanggit ko sa'yo na mas malakas ang galaw ng source mo dahil sa kapangyarihan mo at kapag naubos 'yon, mamatay ka?"
Seven lifted her head and nod at her with her eyes still visibly wondering.
"Humina nang humina ang isang source mo na naglalaman ng likas mong abilidad which is the force exertion. It was slowly vanishing until it completely disappeared. And the other one which contains the enigma stayed. Normal ang daloy nito and it serves as your main source. Sa madaling salita, espiritu ng enigma ang bumubuhay sa'yo ngayon," Nurse Jen explained.
Gustong mamangha ni Seven sa mga nangyayari. So, tama nga ang iniisip n'ya dati na kapag mamamatay s'ya ay mabubuhay s'yang muli dahil dalawa ang pinagkukunan n'ya ng buhay. She wants to react pero 'di n'ya malaman kung ano dapat ang kan'yang magiging reaks'yon.
"Wow," naisambit n'ya na lang at isinara ang folder na hawak n'ya. "Will I die if the spirit finally found its new bearer or saka pa lamang ito mawawala kung mamatay na ako?"
"'Yan ang hindi ko maisasagot sa ngayon. Pero base sa state mo, normal at maayos ang daloy ng source mo. It's like you lost nothing from that war at all. But if you want, we can monitor it for you to be assured."
Mabilis s'yang umiling at tumanggi. "Nevermind, Nurse Jen. I don't wanna live my second life worrying about when I will die. Hindi ko maeenjoy ang buhay kapag gano'n."
Both of them chuckled. "You have a point."
After their meeting, lumabas s'ya ng clinic ng nurse. She heaved a sigh of relief when she got out. Maaliwalas ang panahon at malamig ang hangin kahit tanghaling tapat. Walang mga estudyante ang nagpakalat-kalat kahit saan dahil oras ng klase. And as what the contract she signed says, isa na s'ya sa namamahala ng buong paaralan kasama ni Yzair. She insisted to take an experience first teaching in her field of specialisation but majority of the council insisted to put her directly on the chair of the headmaster. Upon the pressure, pumayag na lamang s'ya.
And speaking of Yzair, that bastard was sneaky enough to play games on her. She can't believe she signed the paper that wasn't supposed to be signed without proper thinking. Pagkatapos n'yang marealise ang ginawa ni Yzair ay halos tumaob ang mahabang mesa sa pagitan nilang dalawa. But he only laughed at her and unsincerely said sorry. She doesn't know what to feel at that moment. Pero agad s'ya nitong sinuyo. Walang araw na hindi s'ya nito sinusuyo and somehow, she felt comfortable around him.
She stopped on her tracks when the bell rang. Tiningnan n'ya ang paligid at saktong nagsilabasan ang mga estudyante mula sa kani-kanilang mga silid-aralan. Somehow, the nostalgia filled her as she looks back from those days where she was in the shoes of these students flocking out of their rooms. Their noises seemed to click something from her brain that flashes images of two guys and three girls eating in a cafeteria. She smiled. She misses them but sadly, one of them is not with them anymore.
"Ma'am?"
She looked down when someone tugged her coat only to see a little guy pulling the end of his long coat. A boy that seemed to be in his two years with big brow doe eyes that screams innocence, a milkish white skin and pink plump lips. He was teary-eyed and lips were pouted na tila papaiyak na. Tila may mainit na kamay na humaplos sa kan'yang puso nang makita ang bata. He doesn't look like a beggar at all dahil maayos itong manamit. But he looks lost. Wala naman sila sa primary department at hindi ito nakauniform kaya posibleng bisita ito.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Chosen
FantasySeven Walschots makes herself as a proof that not all seven means luck. At a young age, she lost her one trusted friend after the reported disappearance of her father. She spent her five years of looking for her only left parent but for some reason...