“I love you baby”
The audience was amazed by her excellence. They stand up to applaud her and it was too loud that I can’t hear a thing. Behind the crowd, was me, not breaking my promise. She took a bow before she left her very own platform, the well painted wooden floor was tinted with colorful arts that made her looked like Iris, the goddess of rainbow. Softly weeping and amused was me, behind the festive crowd. “She’s great, isn’t she?” the man near me asked, “She’s stunning, the best as she can be” I wearily smiled then bended my head to ask for permission to leave the conversation.“You may” It was a kind of tradition, in the place where she was born.
It took ten minutes for me to find the exit, for such the crowd stayed still and making sweet fuss about her. Those melodious noise created my lips to curve, I was smiling again, well that’s a good thing. Upon the hall, the blue fairy lights with matching variety of pinkish little figurines have fulfill my longing to the essence of my faded Christmas.I closed my eyes to regain my thought, “Dear God, let me see her”. Tears fell off my eyes, and almost all of my memories blocked me from thinking. “No! No!” I yelled. I felt my foot aches, the clutch I was using fell to the ground making me stumble across the cold, hard ground. I heard a very familiar voice coming near me, “are you okay?” I took her hands for me to stand up. “Thank—“ before I stated the word “thank you”, I was astounded, seeing her close to me and perfectly in shape. “Why… why are you here?!” As she was shocked as I am. I curved a half heartedly smile at her, making her more mad and furious. “You’ve got the nerve to come here?!” She clenched her fists. “How disgusting” she said with a low tone.
“Eliza” her name was so sweet that I can’t stop myself from saying it. Bravely, I tried to hold her hands. But she exchanged it with a slap. “Don’t you dare!” disgusted with my face as she looked at me. “I begged you, Eliza, please” I kneel on the ground swallowing my pride.“Oh really? have you forgotten what you’ve done?! Shame on you!” This time, I cling on her foot. Is she really that mad at me? Am I that bad as a mother? Did I took her happiness by just telling the truth? I was dumbfounded. She’s insulting me! But, I know I deserved this, but isn’t she contented?
Last year, Eliza has to perform at the JAM Coliseum for her very first ballet concert.“Calm down Eliza, you can do this” she was tense and frightened because it was her first time to show her very own talent. “But mom” I kissed her forehead. “You can”She relaxed a bit and smiled. “Thanks mom! I love you!” she yelled before she run and left me. I organized my things and walk to my reserved chair, it was two rows far from the stage, but I can see her clearly. She’s doing great, I am really proud of having a daughter like her, she’s the best performer ever. She danced like there was no tomorrow. I cried, one dramatic type of a mother. Before I smile, my eyes widen form the very exact moment, it’s like the time was frozen and she’s near to death,struck by a large metal, her foot was cut off.
“Eliza!” I run crying to her, as she fainted along the stage. People and the staff behind carried her unconscious body. My body can’t move, even my mind stopped working.What have just happened?
106. I rushed to her room at the hospital, “please, be safe” hoping that she’s safe. A doctor came out, “Are you her mother?” he asked. “Yes, is she… is she okay?”afraid to know the answer I slightly open the door, “she is Mrs. Perez, but she badly needs blood” That sentenced ruined my relief, she needs blood? But, I can’t and we only live together, we don’t have any relatives, and her father had left us a long time ago. “Is there something wrong Mrs. Perez?” the doctor noticed my pale faced. “ I am not her mother” I murmured. “Oh, but… how?” out of curiousity the doctor asked,“She was adopted” I said. “I apologize for being personal but, where are her parents Mrs. Perez?” I managed to lift a smile. “They’re my cousins, actually, Jeoff, her real father badly needed money so they used her as a payment… to me” the doctor looked at me, awed. “Why did you accepted her?” Momentarily, I am irritated. “Jeoff couldn’t afford her life expenses so he asked for me to take care of Eliza, of course I can’t reject that offer, I don’t have any kids at all, but for me, Eliza is my own… from my very own flesh” A sudden awkwardness ruined the mood.. “Is that true mom?” I looked around and saw Eliza’s pale face. Oh God. No.
“Is that true mom?!” she yelled. I was about to answer when a man with a black cap grabs Eliza and hugged her. “Eliza!” I was astonished when I saw Jeoff’s face, he looked somehow younger and clean like he was a rich businessman in a jeans.“Who are you?!” Eliza was crying and confused. “Sister” Jeoff hugged me. “Tell her sister, please… tell her the truth”
A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world
–Agatha Cristie
That day, she begged for me. “Mom! Don’t give me to him! He’s not my father! Please mom! Don’t! I love you mom! Please… don’t leave me here!” She’s crying out loud that it stabbed my heart for leaving her. I regretted it. God knows how much I love her, but it’s not for me to have her, Jeoff have came back with improved life, and he needs Eliza, her only daughter, and I know what he feels to lose her daughter for over fifteen years, and how he regretted leaving her. I know
I snapped back to reality after reminiscing the past, I saw Eliza’s angry and lonely face. Oh, I miss her so much. “Eliza, is there something wrong?” I saw Jeoff and her wife. I took my clutch and stared at my beloved daughter.
I gave her a piece of paper “before I leave, please Eliza, accept and read this” Instead of mocking me, she sadly accepted it, my heart almost melt, it’s the first time that she had accepted my gift. “I must go” Alone in the pathway I took my steps. This would be the last time I’ll see her, my tears run down on my cheeks, I was glad that I have talked to her. I was walking in the dark road when a sudden flash came across. I tighten my grip to my clutch.
“Goodbye Eliza” and then I lost my consciousness.
Dear Eliza,
Hey lovely! I am so proud of you, after one year you have been in that place, where you were born, I sell my own house to buy my plane ticket to come here, remember when you were ten years old? I promised that I would watch you dance in every stage you were. I love you baby, that I can’t accept to myself that you have lose your foot because of my clumsiness, I am your mother but I didn’t do anything to save you there, but at least you have my foot now,Imagine? My own foot was compatible on yours! I had given it for you so you can dance and achieved your dreams baby, be brave always! Remember, even if you’re not my own, I still love you as one, I love you that I can’t have you, I can’t be selfish eventhough I want to, baby, you are the best thing that God had given to me, I’m always here watching you
Love,
Mama
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Operation Centuria: The First 25
Novela JuvenilThis is the first thirty stuff of the Operation Centuria series. It is a compilation of short stories by three different authors.
