‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ CHAPTER 13 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙
"I would like you and Bran to move into my house."
Mabilis ang pagsagot ko, "No."
Blangko ang mga mata niya pero bahagyang gumalaw ang mga panga. "Why?"
"What do you mean why? We will not live under the same roof."
Hindi ko mabasa kung anong iniisip niya, pero humugot siya ng hininga sa sinabi ko. "Until when are you going to live in your friend's condo unit?"
"What? Our setup is fine. What suddenly came to your mind that you want us to move into your house?"
"How long will we be in this particular setup? I know we've talked about this. But Bran seems to be tired of changing houses every week."
We have been doing this for almost two months now. And all is well. Right?
Why is he suddenly acting like that's such a huge problem?
"I don't usually come home. I reside in a condo that is closer to the hospital, and I only go home on my off days," dagdag pa niya. "I won't sleep there if you don't want me to."
I frowned at him. I must have lost all sense of reality because I couldn't understand what he was saying. "Ano?"
"Live in my house, not for you, especially not for me, but for our son's sake. In case you still have questions, he asked me why we're not living together, unlike the parents of his classmates."
Ilang beses akong napakurap. "Tinanong ka niya?" I think my voice was weaker than my breath, as if I was talking to myself. Bakit walang sinabi sa akin ang anak ko?
"Help me out. Please..." Mahaba ang ginawa niyang pagbuntong-hininga. "I don't know what to do or if I'm doing the right thing. I think I'm moving in the shadows. I'd appreciate it if you could give me some lights to let me know what is permissible and what is not allowed. Although I want to do everything for him, we cannot give him everything he wants. I know that you're a great mother, but am I a good father?"
Hindi ako nakaimik ulit. Natulala lang ako sa kanya. Pakiramdam ko nakasakay kami sa isang sasakyan na hindi ko alam kung saan ang pupuntahan. Tapos bigla niyang inilihis ang daan at may matarik na bangin sa unahan.
"I feel like you only searched for me so that you have someone to introduce as his father. That's all there is, right? Do I need to just act like a puppet?"
Parang isang matalas na punyal na itinarak sa dibdib ko ang sinabi niya. Napayuko ako. "I...I'm sorry."
"No. No. I am sorry..." Sunod-sunod siyang umiling. Parang bigla siyang nataranta. Gumalaw ang mga palad niya na tila hahawakan ang kamay ko pero hindi niya itinuloy. "It's not like that. Damn! I'm not good with words and it came across quite wrong. It's just that I'm lost here."
Hindi ko alam na ganyan pala ang tumatakbo sa isip niya. Akala ko kasi ayos lang talaga ang lahat sa kanya. Kasi wala naman siyang sinasabi. Hindi siya nagrereklamo. Actually, binibigay nga niya ang lahat para kay Bran. Wala akong maipintas.
Pero kung iisipin maigi, ako lang ba ang naiipit sa sitwasyon namin?
Paano kung ako ang nasa posisyon niya? Ayos lang ba talaga sa akin ang lahat?
Magigising na lang ako isang araw na may bigla na lang susulpot sa harap ko na anak ko raw. 'Tapos hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko kung magiging mabuti ba akong nanay sa batang 'yon dahil ang tatay may ibang karelasyon.
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