In the small town of Casus-- where I live, we have a belief.
That everyone was given a second chance. . . no matter what they've done or who they are.
Everyone deserves it, even the dead.
On the 3rd day of someone's death, they will arose from the...
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Ice cream
The sun is already rising, though, it's still cold.
We're on our way to the center of the town, where the shops are at. It's still too early, but I'm sure that there are some shops that are already opening.
Nauuna ulit sa 'kin si Rena, at wala akong reklamo roon. Mas gusto kong nakikita siya sa harapan ko, nang sa gano'n, masisigurado kong hindi siya mawawala. Kumpara sa ekspresyon niya kaninang umaga, may kaunting buhay na ang mga mata niya ngayon.
I smiled, watching her. I really love seeing her like this, as if nothing changed. . .
Nakarating kami sa gitna ng bayan. Kagaya ng inaasahan, kaunti pa lang ang nagbubukas. Ang iba ay nakabukas na ang mga ilaw, pero hindi pa bukas ang mismong shop.
"It looks like ice cream needs to wait for now, Rena," ani ko.
She pouted. "Hmp no! We'll get- Oh!" Nahinto sa pagsasalita si Rena nang mapunta sa iba ang atensyon niya. Napako ang tingin niya sa isang pamilyar na shop na mukhang hindi pa bukas pero bukas na ang mga ilaw.
"There!"
Hindi ko pa nagagawang makasagot nang hilahin na 'ko ni Rena. She took the end of my shirt, as I carefully move myself to prevent myself from touching her. Lakad takbo kaming pumunta sa shop na tinutukoy niya.
Umangat ang tingin ko sa pangalan ng shop, saktong pagtingin ko rito ay may pumasok sa isip ko. Another scenario from the past, when Rena and I used to go here and buy some sweets with our pocket money.
"Mamiiii!!" Rena called the owner.
Isa 'to sa pinakatambayan na shop dito sa Casus. Lalo na ng mga kabataan, lalo na't maraming snacks dito at may arcade pa sa loob. Tita Cita is the owner of this shop, together with her husband who passed away 3 years ago.
I still remember tito Roal's Secunda Vita. He spent it with everyone by giving sweets and snacks, and playing with the children. It's sad to see Mami manage this shop all on her own.
Mami is not her real name, but everyone calls her mami, since she's more like a mom to all of us here, from kids to teenagers, even some adults.
"Mamiiii!!" Rena called again. This time, she rang the bell outside.
"Rena, I think she's still asleep," I said.
"But the light is already on! Mami always wakes up early to open the shop," she answered.
