HEAVEN BE WITH YOU

HBWY 37

Itinaas ko ang kumot hanggang sa kaniyang balikat. She was napping peacefully. I kept up for a couple of seconds on watching at her. I was the one who feed and cleaned up her. I just yearned to feel how to take care of a mother. If she's not like this, I am certain that she will propel me away.

Sana 'pag gumaling ka na. Ako na ang anak na kilalanin mo, not Eva. Pero, kung hindi pa rin, it's fine with me.

"Soraya..." A man wearing an orange shirt murmured when he saw me. I can discern, full of regret in his eyes while he was staring at me.

I am in the cell. I decided to visit Zane.

"How does it feels?" I painfully gleamed. "...na paratangan sa isang bagay na hindi mo na man ginawa. Masakit 'di ba. Ganiyan din ang nararamdam ko nang pinaratangan nila ako sinungaling."

Bigla siya napayuko ng kaniyang ulo. Feel guilty and embarrassed.

"I want to defend myself but no one acknowledge me," I persisted. "I am vulnerable at that time. You forsake me for the reasons, that I don't even have a notion of what it is. Hangga't sa hindi mo sinasabi sa akin, hindi kita kaya intindihin, hindi kita kaya patawarin, Zane."

"I'm sorry," tangi nasabi niya lamang sa marami salita na aking binitawan sa kaniya.

"Please, stop telling me sorry. Stop expressing that you're guilty of what you committed. Nothing will ever rewrite. You already wound me. If I have an odds to decide on who will be my brother, I will never be wanting you..."

Iniangat niya ang kaniyang ulo, nakita ko ang pag-daan ng sakit sa kaniyang mga mata.

"By the way, Mrs. Monroe..." I confided. "Your mom is with me."

"You don't have to feel bothered about her. I am not cruel to mistreat her or punish her. I assure you I'll take attention to her, and give the best treatment for her to fully recovered."

"Thank you, Soraya..."

"See, I can still care for, despite feeling that I am damaged because of you, and none of you entrust a hand to mend me."

Hindi ko alam kung matatawa na lang ba ako, sa panay niya na paghingi ng sorry.

"Ms. Gonzales!" The man wearing a black tuxedo and slacks with the suitcase in his right hand approached me.

"Attorney Wong!" I let out. Sinulyapan ko si Zane. "He's Zane Monroe, your client."

"Attorney Wong!" Kinamayan ni Attorney Wong si Zane. "I'll be the one to assist your case, Mr. Monroe."

"I want him to be freed as possible, Attorney," habilin ko, atsaka nagpaalam, "That's all. I'll excuse myself for you to discuss his case."

"Thank you, and I'm sorry, Soraya," pahabol na turan ni Zane. Hindi ko na siya nilingon pa, nagpatuloy ako sa paglakad palabas ng presinto, nang ako ay makalabas naaninag ko sa 'di kalayuan si Lyric na naghihintay sa akin. Nakasandal siya sa kaniyang kotse habang naka-krus ang dalawa braso. He's still wearing his white suit, on the right side of his white coat there was a tag;

Dr. Vicenzu
Cardiologist

"Hey!" I moved toward him.

"How was it?" He implored, as he unlocked the door for me to enter the car.

I shrugged my shoulder.

"Kausap ngayon ni Attorney Wong si Zane. I know he will be freed easily through the help of an attorney."

"Are we going home to your condo? Or, we'll have a quick visit on Mrs. Monroe?"

Nay Erma already notified me about the condition of Mrs. Monroe. So, I guess I don't have to go there to check up on her.