The Cloaked Truth Series #4: Where No One Sees

🦋 LXXIV.

Friah… I tried to answer but words did not come out. I felt a warm form of liquid fall from my cheeks as I closed my eyes and let myself fall into a deep sleep.

I saw myself lying down at that bed, the bed where I last saw my daughter begging for me to stay awake. I shook my head repeatedly as I slowly realized what just happened to me. I saw how my friends cried. It hurts. I tried to touch them but I couldn't. I couldn't touch a thing or any part of them.

I ran away so that the pain might go away. I was crying while running down the hallway. At the end of it, I saw a light. It doesn't hurt my eyes. Instead, it was urging me to go inside.

I wiped my tears as I heard a voice. A voice that I once heard, a voice that calms my senses since the beginning.

I stepped my foot right inside the light. I was afraid of course but I need to find out where that voice is coming from.

"Farah…" A sweet voice of a woman called.

"Farah, anak." 

I immediately opened both of my eyes as I heard who that is. I was lying down on a bed that was full of roses while wearing a white dress. I saw the woman whom I miss a lot. Her hugs, kisses, words of wisdom, comforting voice and so on. 

"Ma…" I called.

I cried. She hugged me while laughing. She kissed my forehead before my cheeks. She caressed my face while staring in my eyes.

"You look even younger here, anak. Parang hindi ka nagka-anak." She said, laughing sweetly.

To my surprise, I looked like I was only sixteen. I look so much younger right now than I really was. 

"M-ma, bakit parang hindi mo naman ako naging anak sa sobrang bata mo tignan right now?" I joke. 

Mukha kaming magkapatid na parang isang taon lang ang agwat. I looked just like her. 

"That's because there is no sorrow in here, no sadness, no pain, name it." Mom answered.

"Is this the…" I stopped and shook my head immediately. 

"Anak, mag-usap tayo sa labas."

Both of us went out and I was surprised when I saw how calm the sea was. Like you could swim without even drowning. There is a wave but it looks like it won't even touch your head.

"Am I d-dead?" I asked.

"Yes." 

"N-no-"

"You got shot. They tried to save you but it's too late. You lost a lot of blood on the way to the hospital." 

"F-friah… No! No way! This is just a dream!" I yelled.

"Anak, makinig ka muna sa sasabihin ko-"

"Ma, hindi p-pwede… si Friah…'yung a-anak ko…" 

"Anak, alam ko. Hindi rin ako papayag na matulad ka sa 'kin. Iniwan kita ng hindi ka man lang nasisilayang gabayan ang apo ko. Hindi kita nagabayan, forgive me for that…" She then started crying.

Iniwan niya ko. Kahit nuong buhay pa siya. Kaya ako nangulila at napunta sa ama ko at sa pamilya niyang masahol pa sa mabangis na hayop. 

Nangilid ang luha sa mga mata ko at naramdaman kung gaano kainit ang mga iyon nang ito'y tuluyang pumatak. Naalala ko ang buhay ko sa bahay na iyon, kung paano ko labanan lahat ng kritisismo at pang aapi nila sa 'kin. Kung paano ako nagbago nang dahil sa nangyari. Kung paano ko nilinis ang sarili kong pangalan.

"Anak, hindi mo pa oras… Mag-iingat ka palagi. Balang araw, magkikita tayong muli. Doon, doon na kita sasalubungin ng mainit na yakap dahil iyon na ang oras mo." 

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