I Want You - sunki

005

(Still in flashback)

I was in grade 5 this time.

I was 11 meanwhile my brothers are 10 and 6

I was eating in the living room because I wanted to watch cartoons on the TV along as with my younger cousins and brothers.

"Jah (my mom's name), sabihin nyo sa'kin kung anong ulam gusto nyo hindi ung kukuha kayo sarili nyong ulam."

Context:

My lola cook for us (everyone in the house.)

It's not that my mom dont want to cook and serve for us or she's too lazy to do that,

It's because my tita and lola won't let her.

Back to the story.

"Hindi ko naman po sinasabi na ayaw namin ng ulam nyo, may pera naman po kami pambili." my mom answered.

"Ma!" I said, signing my mom to stop talking back,

I already know where this is going.

"Ahh ganon, edi sana... "

"Kapal ng mukha"

Jusko sumabay pa tong tita ko.

They keep talking back to each other.

I decided to go upstairs with my brothers.

My cousin's also went upstairs.

My cousin is a boy and was 10 years old also that time, his name is Alven.

He has a younger sister, named Ali, who is 7 years old.

We have separate rooms obviously.

Living room:
My lola and lolo's space.

Room 1:
My Lola's dad's room. (He is 87 years old.)

Room 2:
My cousin's room along with their parents.

Room 3:
Our room.

We went to our rooms.

I put my brothers on the bed, and  I told them to cover their ears.

I put my headphones on,

I put the TV on Nickelodeon, and turned up the volume to 100.

I went closer to the door and locked it.
My brothers show no reaction and was quite.

But I know they are scared for real.

Tears flowed down my cheeks but I'm not Letting my brothers see it.

I don't want them to see that I'm crying.

I sat down the floor questioning my self, "When will this stop."

I was getting scared and tears kept flowing on my cheeks as they keep on going.

I kept hearing
"Putangina mo!"
"Tanga!"
"Inutil!"

I unlocked the door.
"Kuya Vein?" my brother mumbled.
"Teka lang."

I got out of the room, hearing the words they say clearly, I heard something broke, I heard many unpleasant things to hear, it hurts, my mom is so brave.

I knocked on my cousin's room.

He opened the door with swollen eyes.

I hugged him.

His sister went straight to hug me.

I put my headphones to his sister and I felt that she calmed down a bit.

"Tara dun tayo sa kwarto namin."

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10pm.

The fight has stopped.
My mom kept on crying and asking if she was a  bad person which made my heart broke in thousand pieces, but of course I have to be brave.

"Masama ba ako?" she asked me.
I just shake my head as a no because I really don't know how to comfort a person that time.

Hours later my mom finally slept, because of crying.

I already put my brothers to sleep.

End of flashback.

To be continued.