JHO'S POV
-July something 2018-
I have been busy for the past few months. I've been coming back and forth from the Philippines to New York, parts of Southeast Asia then back here in the Philippines.
Konti nalang pepwede na ako tumira sa airport. But what can I do? I have to juggle lots of workloads and ofcourse I'd want to be able to spend time with my Beatriz.
My big baby Beatriz, who is literally all over me as she is still sleeping soundly. May jetlag pa ako dahil kakarating ko lang kahapon, kaya hindi pa talaga ako nakakatulog kahit umaga na.
She's on my chest, I stared at here angelic face while I run my fingers through her hair. Madami na akong utang dito actually. Bea's been very supportive, patient and understanding with me kaya naman as much as possible, uuwi ako sakanya basta kaya.
I promised her din kasi that we'll figure our setup now.. so this is my part.
"Why di ka pa mag-sleep?" Bea said sleepily.
Natawa naman ako. Ang cute, kagigil. "Bat gising ka na? Did I wake you up?" I kissed her forehead softly.
She smiled and tightened her hug. "Of course, I am awake. Kung gising ka, gising ako. Sasamahan kita ma-jet lag."
Luh, kilig.
"It's ok, bebu. Get some sleep. Okay na akong titigan ka." I chuckled as I see her kilig smile.
These are the moments that I live for.
We stayed in our condo for the rest of the day, landian lang ganun.
The next day I opted to visit my dad in Batangas. Sakto sasamahan ko rin siya sa clinic to have his eyes checked.
"Yung sakit umaabot hanggang batok ko doc." My dad described the pain caused by his eyes when he was asked by his doctor.
"Sobrang sakit na pala, Pa hinintay mo pa ako for you to visit doc." Sabi ko naman.
"Dapat nga di na kita hinintay, pinapagalitan mo nanaman ako." My dad answered.
I rolled my eyes at him. "Kanino pa nga ba ako magmamano ng katigasan ng ulo. Di ba, doc?"
The doctor laughed. He requested tests to be done para macheck ang cause. My dad is insisting na wag na dahil ang kailangan lang naman ay itaas ang grado ng salamin niya.
But apparently it was more than that. Unfortunately, it was worse. He needed an operation.
"Sa ibang bansa talaga ang operation? How rare is that operation na wala dito sa Pinas?" Bea said when I told her about dad's condition pagkauwi ko galing Batangas.
I sighed. "Well too rare that only 4 clinics around the world do it."
"And since it's too rare sobrang mahal din. Hay, kailangan kumayod pa." I leaned on Bea while we're sitting on the sofa side by side.
"Luckily may mga short term medicines that can help him. Hopefully it will not be too late pag nakaipon na ako." I added.
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders. "Don't worry, baby. I will help, sina mom for sure will be very willing to help."
"Uy, Bea, no. Don't tell tita and tito about dad's condition, nakakahiya. This is our family's problem, Bea." I told her.
"Why? Hindi ba ako part ng family mo?" She said and even pouted.
