Seventh Sense (Erityian Tribes, #2) | Published under Pop Fiction

Chapter 51

Nakatulala lang ako sa kanya at hindi ako makapaniwala na nandito siya ngayon. I can't believe he found me.

'Akemi,' mahina niyang sabi at tumakbo siya papunta sa akin. He pulled me in a hug and I don't know how but it seems like I have a body. Is this a manifestation of my thoughts, too?

'H-Hideo...' Saying his name made me broke into tears. I suddenly realised how lonely and terrified I was in this darkness.

'I found you. I really found you.' I just nodded and silently cried on his chest.

Katulad ng sinabi ni Dr. Miwako, madali kong nabasa si Hideo at lalo akong nasaktan dahil hindi ko narealise kaagad na ganito kabigat ang dinadala niya. His pain might be even greater than mine. No one knows how much he's hurt and he's carrying a lot of burden by himself.

'Marami akong dapat sabihin sa'yo pero hindi ko alam kung saan magsisimula. Your thoughts...your body...our...our child...' sabi niya habang nakatingin sa akin pero ngumiti lang ako.

'I know. I know all of them.' Kita naman sa mukha niya ang pagkagulat. 'This intangible form of mine was listening to you and Dr. Miwako's conversation. I didn't know I was wandering this dimension for five months.'

Five months. Saying that feels weird. Parang ang bilis ng lahat. Hindi ko pa rin lubos maiisip na limang buwan na ang nakakalipas dahil parang kahapon lang ang lahat.

Umupo kami at hinawakan niya ang kamay ko. Sa totoo lang, kahit wala kaming sabihin sa isa't isa ay ayos lang. Nababasa ko lahat ng iniisip niya at ganun din siya sa akin, but I need to keep myself busy because his pain and loneliness is so overwhelming.

'Thank you for risking your life to save me,' I said even though I know that a simple thank you isn't enough. Ngumiti naman siya sa akin. The kind of smile you don't want to see because it feels so heavy.

'You're the risk I'll take even if it means death.'

'Stupid,' sabi ko na lang kahit na ganun din ang gagawin ko kung ako ang nasa posisyon niya.

Then nabasa ko sa isip niya ang 'Is she really okay?' Napabuntong-hininga na lang ako. Binitiwan ko ang kamay niya at pumunta ako sa likuran niya. I hugged him.

'I should be the one asking you that. Are you okay? You're always worrying about other people but not about yourself. You're really strong.'

I takes a lot of strength to have his mentality. Kung ako siguro ang nasa posisyon niya ay nagbreakdown na ako. He's not just physically strong, but mentally too. Nakita ko namang ngumiti siya pero dama ko ang lungkot sa ngiting 'yun.

'That's the curse of being strong. No one asks if you're okay.' Natahimik naman ako but I nodded in agreement. I can actually relate with that. 'But it feels refreshing to hear those words. Thank you,' he said with an unstable voice.

This guy, he still doesn't want anyone to see his pain. Hinigpitan ko ang yakap ko sa kanya at saka ako bumulong.