Noong bata pa ako, gustong gusto ko maligo sa ulan kahit ilang beses ako pinagbabawalan. Dahil noon bata ako sakitin ako.
Ewan ko. Pero gustong gusto ko ang pakiramdam na tumatakas kahit kapalit nun ay ang bawat pagpalo at pagiging suwail na anak.
Nang magdalaga ako, wala ako nagawa kundi ang harapan ang bawat kulog at bagyo ng mag-isa. As eldest daughter, I supposed to grow beyond my years. Someone asked me, What if felt to be the eldest.
To be eldest daughter, is like standing in the highest cliff and no one wants to save you. Because everyone expecting that you will be okay eventually, that you will save yourself. But no one asked how painful and traumatizing the process of saving yourself.
Even back then, I will think, how it felt to be save.
And I'm still thinking that.
"I-I'm sorry, wife." he slowly kneeled in front of me. Tulad ko wala din siyang tigil kaka-iyak.
He cried so hard like he forgot about his title, that he is the strongest mafia boss.
Pinikit ko ang mata ko. Sa lahat ng pinagdaanan ko, hindi pa ba ako nadadala? Hindi na ako magpapa-uto. Ayaw ko na, dahil masyado ng masakit.
"Did you killed my Lola?" I asked without any emotion in my eyes.
I felt so empty. Siguro dahil sa isang araw napuno ako, ng galit at sakit.
His eyes were shocked. Halata sa mukha niya na hindi niya alam ang sinasabi ko o baka magaling lang talaga siya magpanggap. He is a mafia boss after all.
"You killed my grandmother, aren't you? You killed my Lola!" sigaw ko na puno ng galit. "In the dark street, We are walking to attend my graduation but you killed my grandmother. You disgusting! Pinagsisisihan ko na nakilala kita. Hindi ako naging abogado para lang sa wala. I will make you rotten in jail, I promise." dali-dali ako pumasok sa kwarto ng anak ko.
I cried really hard there. Rinig ko ang pagkatok ng pinto niya ni Nico. "Enlighten me, wife. Please. I don't know what you're talking about. Wife, please." he keep begging.
Hindi ko alam kung saan ako sobra nagkamali para parusahan ako ng ganito. If I were given a chance to live again, I hope this lifetime is enough for me to live a happy life next time.
I will still choose him. To be my man, to be my husband again. Kasi totoong minahal ko siya. But I hope, in our next lifetime, we are ordinary couple who live a ordinary story.
"Don't cry, Mommy. Let's leave this country please. I don't want to see you cry. If leaving this country will make you smile again, then let it be." hindi ko inaakala na nasa harap ko na pala ang anak ko.
He stand up in front of me looks brave.
I hugged him more. Ako dapat ang maglalayo sa kanya sa sakit, pero hindi ko magawa. He is victim of all this war and I felt sorry because I wasn't able to end this war for him.
"Mommy, it's okay. You did well. You fight well, and you're a best Mom that I could wish for." he assured me.
Nang kumalma ako ay aalalayan ko sana siya bumalik sa hospital bed niya nang walang sabi niyang binuksan ang pintuan kung saan andun ang Papa niya, nakaluhod.
Nico looks shocked but happy at the same time. He looked at his son with pure love.
"You're awake. Did it hurt son? God, thank you, I didn't expect you will hear my prayer." niyakap niya ng sobrang higpit ang anak namin habang may mga butil ng luha na dumadaloy sa kanyang mga mata.
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Hiding The Mafia Boss Son (COMPLETED)
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