Until Our Last Sunset (Scenery Series #1)

Kabanata 20

Deathbed

I was in my perfect feeling of whimsy. It feels like a space that was empty for a long time filled in. As I looked down the clouds, I was thinking of why Dion did that. I admit I was wrong of accusing him. I let emotion interfere me. It's been a years before I know the truth. I did... judge him.

Pumikit ako at huminga nang malalim. I was laying on the bed while Dion on the other side reading some magazines. He booked a VIP ticket for us. We are now heading to Boston. Sa Massachusetts dinala si Waheed tatlong taon na ang nakalilipas.

"Flight attendants, prepare for landing please." the captain of the airplane announced. "Cabin crew, please take your seats for landing."

Napadilat ako. I saw Dion unmoved and still reading some buckets. I stood up and fixed my hair as I sat. Binaba ni Dion ang hawak nito saka tumingin sa akin. Naupo siya sa tabi ko. He fastened his seatbelt.

Kanina pa ako nagbubuntong hininga at siguro napansin niya ito kaya tumitingin siya paminsan sa akin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Captain Eligio and welcome to Boston International Airport. Local time is 2:35PM. The weather looks good and with the tailwind on our side."

My heart beats faster as I heard that. Umayos pa ako nang pagkakaupo. Napatingin ako kay Dion nang hawakan nito ang kamay ko.

"Relax. Don't stress yourself," he murmured. "Don't show him that face of yours as if you died a years, Avi."

I sighed and nodded. May punto ang sinabi nito. I shouldn't let Waheed see me like this-a tension was all over my face, feeling paranoid. I tried to stop myself thinking about many things. Finally, I will meet Waheed after four years.

"On behalf of 113W Airlines and the entire crew, I would like to thank you for joining us on this trip and we are looking forward to seeing you on board again in the near future. Have a nice day!"

We were escorted by some staff since we are on the first class seat. Maayos kaming sinalubong ng isang sasakyan.

I was looking outside as the car started the engine. I blew an air and tighten my holds unto the shoulder bag I was holding. The car stopped in front of the hospital.

Dion talked to the driver as I was busy checking the whole place. Waheed spend his years here, without me.

"Let's go," si Dion sa seryosong boses at nauna na sa akin.

He was wearing a navy blue tuxedo. May mga bumabati sa kan'ya kapag dumadaan kami sa nurse station.

I sighed when we entered inside the elevator. Dion typed on his phone while I was busy searching for words. The door opened and stopped on the 6th floor. Naunang lumabas si Dion at nilagay ang hawak nitong cellphone sa loob ng suit niya.

Nasa likod ako nito at maliliit ang mga hakbang. We stopped in front of 213 room. Dion looked behind me. He licked his lips as he was looking at me.

"He's here inside this room," he informed, he looked away and swallowed hard. "Tell him all of your remaining and unspoken words as if this would be the last day you will be with him."

I nodded. I felt my hands getting cold.

"Would you hold my bag for me?" I asked.

Tumaas ang kilay niya at sinundan nang tingin ang hawak ko.

"Just bring it. You need that," he stated.

I sighed and glanced again on the three numbers of the room before looked back at him.

Huminga ako nang malalim. Pinihit ko ang door knob at naramdaman na bumukas iyon. A white curtain welcomed me as it covers the glass window of the room. It was dancing as the air from the window enters. The room is shouting so much softness with his clean creamy color.