Thomas
"Tyrone is my son. I have a son. This is crazy.” I told myself as I drive back to Manila. Ara doesn’t want to talk things out and I know she’s not yet ready. I’ve seen it in her eyes. Myself too. I was definitely shocked with what I just learned.
I am a father!
It’s crazy! The good crazy, though. I mean my head feels like a bomb just exploded in it but I am sure that this is a good kind of crazy. I don’t know how to explain it.
I am a father!
This is overwhelming I can’t get my head straight right now. I didn’t realize I was crying until I caught a glimpse of my face on the mirror.
It’s actually hard to wrap my head around it. I mean I know how it happened but it has been out of my mind. Ara and I haven’t seen each other for years.
But I know better. Ara and I did it just once and I’ve only done it with her. Those moments were overflowing with love.
It was a long time ago but those memories were still clear and vivid in my head.
More than four years ago…
“Woooo! Champions baby!!!!! Ang sarap maging Lasallista!” Jeron shouted at the top of his lungs with his arms up when Kianna was able to kill the ball. That was the championship point. The girls won! My girl won!
I was on my feet too. “Champions!!!!” I shouted as I watched the confetti rain on the Lasallian girls on the court.
My friends, including Jeron, Gab, and I are on boyfriend duties. We are watching the celebration in front of us as our girls just won La Salle’s ninth championship in volleyball.
The six on the floor was mobbed by the girls from the bench, then their coaches. Their families, their friends and the media are on the floor too. I looked for my girl. It wasn’t that hard, really. I can see her even if she was in the middle of a pool of people.
She is hugging Carol right now. I know she’s crying but I am sure that those were tears of joy. I smiled because I know, even her back at me, she is happy.
I am so proud of Ara. My Ara.
I followed her with my eyes. Everybody wants to hug her. It’s her last year here in the UAAP and not only that; it’s also her comeback year from that hideous injury. And I am so proud of how she came back.
Now she’s hugging her favorite coach namely Coach Ramil. He was whispering something to her and Ara is nodding happily.
After Coach Ramil, Ara turned and saw Mika and Kim waiting for her. The two tackled her.
Ara looks so happy and I can’t help but smile. They were swarmed by people who want to take photos of the champions and most especially, my graduating superstar.
I don’t think I’ll be able to get to her so I decided to just stay where I am and watch her enjoy her moment. I’ll have my turn later when everything settles down
As I continued to watch her, I notice a change in her expression. She was standing beside Mika and Mika has the same face. The two were looking for something. I knew exactly what they want. I raise my arms up and waved at them. Mika saw me first and looked at the guy beside me, her boyfriend. When Ara noticed Mika has stopped at her tracks, Ara looked to where Mika was staring. And then she saw me.
Our eyes meet. She smiled at me. I know that face of hers; that look means she wants a hug. I gave her a smirk.
I put my hands on each side of my mouth and shouted as loud as I could, “I LOVE YOU ARA GALAAAAAAAAANGGGG!!!”
