CHAPTER 2
Nang makarating ako sa bahay ng Lola ko nakahanda na ang tanghalian, laging kasama ko lang dito ay ang Lola at mga kasambahay. Minsan pinapasabay na sila nila Lola kumain dahil nakakawalang gana naman daw pag walang kasama at kami-kami lang rin naman.
"Yaya Mat, where's Lola?"
"Ay Avi. Kasama niya si Zian doon sa garden hinihintay rin kayo kanina pa. Tatawagin ko na sila Hija." aniya
"Nandito po si Zian kasama ang Lola?" I smiled. "AHHHY, Ako nalang tatawag sa kanila." I heard some small laugh from the garden and excited to see Zian again here at our house.
He's our happiness here, anak siya ng isang kasambahay dito.
Ang bibong bata, nakikipaglaro siya kay Chichay na aso namin dito sa bahay.
"Hi Zian, you're here our baby!!!" I hugged him like he's my biological brother.
Zian is just a five y/old good boy. Kamukhang-kamukha niya ang mama niya, anak ni Yaya Ely. Hindi ako mahilig sa mga bata pero sa tuwing naririnig ko ang tawa nila'y nakakahawa rin ang kasiyahan nila. Na-miss ko tuloy si Kleo, malamang ay malaki na siya ngayon.
"Ate Avi! I missed youu so much!!" He comes toward and hugged me.
"Na-miss din kita Zian." Pinisil ko ang mag-kabilang pisngi at inaya ko silang pumunta sa loob at kumain na.
"Let's go, Lolami." I smiled at my Lola
My Lola never get tired, she's so kulit din. Well that is sign of aging which I should understand.
Lagi siyang pumupunta sa trabaho nila kahit naman may assistant sila na pwedeng sila din ang maki-meeting but my lola, she's okay and she's happy to work hard and harder.
She always do some stuff and make her self busy.
But I love her so much kahit ako pa yata ang sumasakit ang ulo sa kakulitan niya.
When my Lolo's time she never talked about her greatest love, my LoloDad. There's still pain in her eyes when I talked about little things about Lolo.
I see that even since I was a kid, I know.
Her pain. It hurts me.
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My Lola Del never stop crying, she never get tired crying. I saw her eyes so much pain, suffering and she's tired. I know that.
"A-ate Avi, why Lola is never get tired of crying?.....Hmm....Maybe I can give her one liter of tubig every hour para hindi maubos luha ni Lola?" Kleo's little voice. I shooked my head and my mom smiled bitterly looking at me. I saw her eyes forming tears.
Kleo is my third cousin. He's a four years old from our Lola's family side.
"Our little Kleo. Lolo is gone, his time to go to heaven that's why Lola will miss him so much. Someone told me that you will miss someone if you love them. That's why Lola will miss him so much and your Lolo is her greatest love that's why she never get tired of crying." My mom hugged Kleo and me.
"But if you give Lola this glass of water she will remain strong, she always feel the love and never feel alone." I walk and get a glass of water for Kleo to give that for Lola.
"Lola, here's the tubig." She smiled bitterly when Kleo and me smiled. "My Lola Del its okay, Lolo is in heaven right now." Kleo's innocent smile showed up.
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