Navigating Hearts ( Aviation College Series #1)

Chapter 20

“What is the meaning of this, dad?” It was Ivy’s inquisitive yet disappointed voice.

“Anong ginagawa ng babaeng ‘yan dito?” she hissed.

My lips were still pursed, still comprehending the situation—apparently, I found it hard to digest.

Ivy Garcia…Ang babaeng pilit na inuubos ang pasensya ko ay siya ring anak ng lalaking kinakasama ng ina ko. What a twist!

“Sweetheart, calm down. Why are you acting like that? Pinagtitinginan na tayo ng mga tao.” Her father tried to calm her down but she doesn’t seem to care.

“No dad! This is bullshit!”

“Ivory!”

My mother glanced at me. Judging by her expression— she is also confused.

“That girl took everything away from me! And now what? Magiging kapatid ko siya? No, Dad! She’s not even an inch close to me.”

“Wala akong inaagaw sayo, Ivy.” Hindi ko na napigilang sagutin siya.

“Liharra.” My mother warned me but I did not give her a glimpse.

“Yeah? I am pretty sure na pera lang naman ng daddy ko ang habol niyo! Ganoon naman kayong mga hampas-lupa diba? Gold digger bitches!”

“Ivory, your mouth!” tumayo na ang tatay nito at hinawakan ang kanyang braso pero nagpumiglas lamang ito.

All eyes were on us. Some waiters  attempted to go near us pero dahil narin siguro sa takot na baka madamay ay hindi na lamang nila tinuloy.

We are now creating a commotion here. Pero hindi ‘yun ang laman ng utak ko. I clenched my fist, gritted my teeth and took few steps closer towards her position.

In just a snap, my palm landed on her left cheek lurching her head to the opposite direction.

I heard gasps…

“Liharra Maru!” my mother’s rampant voice roared all over the place like a freaking thunder.

My piercing stares did not leave Ivy’s “Nobody gets to call me names.” I said straight in her face firmly.

Nakahawak ang kamay nito sa kaniyang pisnge na ngayon ay halata na ang pamumula.

“Wag mong sinasagad ang pasensya ko dahil hindi kita uurungan.”

Nagsimula na itong humikbi at lumapit sa kaniyang ama. Her father glared at me and  so I looked at him with the same intensity. After a minute, he looked away and began  consoling her daugter—kaya naman ay bumalik na ako sa upuan ko para kunin ang aking bag at mabilis silang tinalukaran.

Nang tuluyang makalabas sa restaurant, someone forcely grabbed my wrist kaya pwersahan akong napaharap sa kaniya. My bag fell off my shoulder because of that sudden motion.

“Bakit mo ginawa ‘yun?” nanggigigil na tanong ng aking ina. “God! Liharra, hindi kana nahiya? Sa harapan pa mismo ng ama niya?”

Hindi ko lubos mapaniwalaan ang pinagsasabi ng aking ina. In her eyes, I was the villain—isang kontrabida sa buhay niya, sa buhay nila.

“She called us names!” I raised my voice out of frustration. Ma! I wanted to scream that but I don’t even know what to call her— Mama? Nanay? Dang it!

“Kahit na! Alam mo bang pinahiya mo ‘ko sa harap ng Tito Inrad mo at sa maraming tao? Hindi mo na sana pinatulan pa si Ivy!” ramdam ko ang inis sa tinig nito.