Kabanata 32
Light
Hinatid ko si Amare sa airport noong Sabado. But before that, we went to different places here in our town to make some time for each other. Nag-picnic kami; we even have a night walk with each other dito sa subdivision namin. He taught me how to play basketball after we walked. My maliit na court kasi dito sa subdivision na tinitirhan ko.
He is wearing a white hoodie coat, ganun din ako. We are all matched in colors, white and black, but I wear pajamas and he wears his shorts. Sinuot namin ang match white shoes na bigay ko last week.
“Come on, hit that ball into the ring, baby!” He sounds like a foreign man, British, I think.
Tumingin ako sa kaniya at natawa. Naghihintay siyang itapon ko ang bola. Ibinalik ko ang tingin ko sa ring bago tumalon at itinapon ang bola. The shot went through the ring unexpectedly! Amare cheered and did a headbang. I happily ran to him and gave him a hug.
His embrace was as tight as the hug of the ocean to the shore, a silent promise—unbreakable and infinite. His hold spoke louder than words, providing me with a sanctuary wherein my heart found its home. Time stood still when I was in his arms; the chaos of the world simply melted away, like frost beneath the warmth of the morning sun.
I totally forget the things that are pulling me out of this comfort I have felt since then. Nakalimutan ko ang sagutan namin ni Josie and paratang niya kay Mommy.
I prayed that day until I fell asleep as my tears flowed like a riverbank.
Humagulgol ako habang yakap ang bibliya ko. I wore the rosary bracelet as my hand trembled.
“Dear Jesus… hear me out, please guide me as my mind starts to let the negative thoughts have my systems. Help me, Jesus, to take this away. Because I believed in you that my mother is not a mistress…”
Paulit-ulit ko iyong sinabi hanggang sa humiga ako sa kama. Hawak ko parin ang Bible sa aking bisig. My eyes are closed. And I couldn't speak as I feel sleepy already.
“Promise me, Jesus… that they are just lying. I am not a mistake… Amare… told me that… you keep your promise… okay… help me…”
That's the last thing I said before I went to sleep. Dito ko napagtanto, that prayers do work. After that night, my morning feels very light. Gumising akong masaya at nakangiti. I did my devotional time to God before I started my day.
So good that peace is with God. Prayer always works.
Back to school is really starting. Mommy is still the same, hindi na gaanong umuwi. Kaya hindi na ako umasa kay Mommy to buy for my school supplies. I am starting to feel independent for myself. On my first day of school as a freshman student. I wake up early in the morning to prepare for breakfast.
Since orientation lang naman ang magaganap ngayon, as a nursing freshman student, we are required to wear green shirts. I paired it with my white skirt and small white boots. I also wear the white headband with a cute ribbon that Amare did buy for me.
Nag-text sa akin si Amare at pati mga kaibigan ko. Lukong Tan, hindi man lang umuwi dito! Sabi uuwi siya pero hindi naman pala!
Tan-san:
Hi! Pasensya, hindi ako umuwi. May kailangan lang akong inaasikaso! Bawi ako sa birthday mo! Good luck on the first day of our future nurse!
Gab-lot:
Hoy! Beelat! Hi! Good luck sa first day mo! Huwag kang mag ingat ha!
Usa:
Hoy, good luck sa first day natin. Tsaka ikaw, Bee, ha! Mag ingat ka! Good luck future nurse!

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