"This is your Mom, that's Ninang and Ninong and your Tita."
"Mom sure looks pretty even on her younger years. Is that why you fell in love with her, Dad?"
My gaze shifted to Clara after our son asked that.
"Maybe."
"What was Mom like when you were in high school?"
"Well, she was—"
"Wala. Wala. 'Wag kang makinig d'yan sa ama mo."
"Why? Is Mom notorious? Are you, Mom?"
"Hindi 'no! Kahit wala akong honor no'ng high school, may conduct award naman ako, perfect attendance pa," she proudly stated.
"Obviously because you just wanted to see me for four whole years. You should thank me for your attendance as perfect as a Hollywood smile."
She turned tomato red.
"Assuming ka naman. Nag-aaral ako nang mabuti kaya ako perfect attendance."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll just think that I never saw you looking at me through your classroom window during a lecture."
She threatened to throw a pillow at me.
"Claude, matulog ka na," she switched topics.
"But I don't want to, Mom. Besides, wala namang school tomorrow."
"Kahit na. Nine PM na, oh. Matulog ka nang maaga para hindi ka magka-eyebags."
Claude faced me, asking for help, but I can't do anything about it since it's his Mom we're talking to.
"Go to sleep, we'll continue this tomorrow."
"Okay."
He gave his Mom a little peck on the cheeks and left our room.
Clara's glare almost killed the shit out of me.
She didn't say anything but just climbed to bed and lied down, facing the opposite direction, away from me.
Guess I got some panunuyo to do tomorrow.
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