Excuse Me, Ma'am Wesley

Stacy

"Mom!"  I couldn't help but shout at the almost empty hallway of the hospital. Mabilis akong tumakbo patungo sa kanyang kinaroroonan and I hugged her.

  "What happened?" I asked, after withdrawing from the embrace.

  "He suddenly felt sick, anak. I was asking him if may masakit ba and then he said his stomach hurts so much daw. I was very afraid when he started to complain a lot kaya tinakbo na namin sa hospital. Tapos I found out na biglang kailangan na nila itong operahan. They said they need to remove the..the.., " my mom wasn't able to finish her sentence because she started crying.

  My heart ached at the sight of her. I took her hand and held her, where I helped her sit on the chair.

  "Mommy, it's alright. I'm here. Dad is going to be fine, " I said as I rub her back.

  She stared at the door of one of the rooms as she sobs. "I'm so afraid anak, " she whispered, her voice cracking.

  "He's going to be fine, " I told her and held her tight.

   I have to be strong. I have to be here for her.

  My mom called me at two in the morning to tell me na sinugod daw nila si Daddy sa hospital. I was so worried that I immediately changed clothes and took all my belongings para sumakay sa pinaka maagang flight na available pauwi. Now I'm here, worried as my mom told me na si Dad ay nasa operating room pa raw. He was there since kaninang umaga, still undergoing the sudden operation. Even if I'm filled with fear over the things that are happening, I still tried to maintain my composure. I can't get emotional right now, not when my mom needs me the most.

  We waited for almost an hour more before a medical professional came up to us to tell us that the operation was finally done. They told us that the removal was a success, pero hindi pa raw sila tuluyang natatapos because my father's body wasn't able to take it, kaya they might need to schedule a second operation. They told us they'll meet us again but didn't say when before they bid their goodbye and left.

  I let out a sigh of relief. My dad is now in the recovery room kaya I told my mom to go home and rest, but she insisted on staying. She was firm on her decision so I let her be and I called one of their drivers para ihatid ang mga ipinahanda kong gamit at hinintay ito sa labas.

  I have no other choice but to let my mom stay. We both are worried kay dad kaya I understand why she wants to be here with him.

  My phone buzzed at a new message coming and when I saw Wesley's name on it, I tucked it in.

  I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Ma'am Wesley.

  Nang dumating ang mga gamit, I quickly went back sa loob. We waited for hours bago si dad nilipat sa kanyang own room. My mom was relieved to see him, kahit na marami ang naka connect sa kanya. He is still in deep sleep, looking so peaceful as if hindi ito dumaan sa mabigat na surgery.

  My heart ached seeing him in this state. Kahit na hindi kami okay because of what happened to us last time, I still love him so much and no amount of argument could ever change that. The moment I heard about him being rushed to the hospital, I know I have to make a choice.

  Some sacrifices has to be done in order to save something important. I have to do it even if it cost me pain and heartbreak.