Joerrelle Martin, gone missing on Ken's wedding.
I sighed as I stared at the title of article. Nagdadalawang-isip ako kung papayag akong i-publish 'to kanina. Oo, matutulungan nila kami pero madadamay na naman si Ken. He was supposedly enjoying his day. This is supposedly his day.
"Okay lang dre." Saad niya mula sa likuran ko saka ako tinapik sa balikat. When I turned my gaze to him, he was smiling at me, saying it'll be alright.
Just like that, things spread like a wildfire. Rescue teamed up. Media fueled. Things have gone faster.
"Sir, na-rescue na po si Ma'am Joerrelle!" Walang hinintay na kahit ano, kaagad akong tumakbo papunta sa hospital kung nasaan siya. Staring at the signage above... wearing a tattered gown with a lot of filth... I saw my Joerrelle...
"Joy!" I called. Hindi ko napigilan ang sarili kong yakapin siya nang mahigpit. I was so relieved.
Pero agad din 'yung naglaho matapos siyang mapatingin sa bandang tiyan niya. Hindi ko napansin 'yun dahil akala ko ay dugo 'yun mula sa kasama. My face turned to horror as she passed out right in my arms.
Kaagad ko siyang itinakbo sa emergency room at kaagad din namang dumalo ang ilang doctor at nurse.
"She was indeed incredible, nagawa pa niyang mag-opera habang nasa ganyang kalagayan." Dinig kong saad ng isang doctor mula sa likuran ko while other doctors were tending Joy. They put an IV line and put several tests na hindi ko maintindihan.
"Nasaan si Elle?!" Sigaw ng isang boses mula sa entrance ng ER. Everyone turned their gazes. It was David on his specs running like he was chasing after his life. When he saw me, kaagad na nagliwanag ang mga mata niya na kaagad ding naglaho matapos makita ang kapatid na nakaratay sa hospital bed.
"What—"
"Sir, sino po ang kamag-anak ng pasyente?" Tawag ng isang nurse. I was about to step forward when David already did. "Sign po para sa operation." I was left there when they were transfering her to the operating room. I followed as they rushed.
"Sir, dito na lang po kayo!" The nurses warned as they close the doors in front of me. Noon ko lang napansin na nasa operating area na pala ako. I was too emerged with the thought of her.
I sighed as I stared at the red colored sign from above. Parang kanina lang siya ang nakatingin dito. Ngayon... ako naman.
"She's great... as a doctor and as a person, 'no?" A voice said from behind. It was David who sat on the waiting area. "She didn't even notice that she has her own wound because she's busy tending others."
Iba muna bago sarili.
Reason why she left me. Ako muna ang inuna niyang isipin bago ang sarili niya. Career ko muna... pangarap ko muna bago ang pamilyang pinangarap niya. She's always been like that.
Silence enveloped the area as I left that conversation hanging on that part. I was emerged with the thought that she was there... in a critical condition.
It took several minutes. Until that minutes became hour... and that hour become two... three... until I couldn't count anymore. Wala na akong ibang maramdaman kun'di ang puso kong gustong sumabog sa sobrang kaba.
"Pamilya po ng pasyente?" Tawag ulit ng isang doctor matapos buksan ang pinto ng operating room. Halos magkasabay kaming tumayo ni David. "We successfully removed the bullet on the patient's body."
