Chapter Fifteen
Ashea's POV
I've been stalking people in facebook lately. Tangina kasi, andito nanaman ako sa mansyong 'to. Walang magawa eh >__<
Oh? Familiar noh? Malamang! Yan yun sinabi kong sasabihin ko kapag nasa puder na ako ng mga magulang ko.
Yes, I'm here because of an unbelievable reason that I'm not really sure if unreasonable for you.
Mrs. Reed, my eomma, is unbelievably...
SICK. And I'm like 'WTH! Are you fuckin' kidding me? You couldn't be serious, right?' to my father after he told me the news (that I hardly believe) through a phonecall yesterday.
OA ba ang tingin niyo sakin? Pwes, maling-mali kayo dahil kung kayo ang nasa posisyon ko ay di rin kayo makakapaniwala sa nangyayari sa nanay ko.
You'll believe that she won't and can't be sick if you were with her for how many years, believe me.
Know why?
She's undeniably health-conscious because she always take medicines (I don't really know what it helps her tho), has her own attendant for serving balanced diet foods, and usually goes to the gym for a yoga or any not-that-strenous exercises that the gym instructor could offer my mother. Well, she only goes there if she has time and free from work.
Kitams? Ang huli ko sigurong kita sakanyang magkasakit ay nung seven years old ako. Oh diba! It has been one.. two.. three.. hm. 8 years!
At eto nanaman ako, naglalakad. Parati nalang akong naglalakad ah! Noon nga ay halos kailanganin ko ng buddy-buddy na assistant para kunin ang mga gamit na malapit na malapit na sakin kasi nga.. Tinatamad ako.
Eh ba't hindi nalang 'lazy bitch' ang titulo nitong storyang 'to? Baliw na author.
"Agi, you're here! Glad to see you visit." Pagkapasok ko, 'yan agad ang isinalubong ng eomma ko.
(Agi; Baby) (Eomma; Mother)
Nilapitan ko na si Mom at Dad tsaka sila binigyan pareho ng halik.
"Eomma, gwaenchana?" (Mother, how are you?) May halong pag-aalala kong tanong.
This is really actually weird for me to see my mother not on a bed nor a couch. She's just comfortably sitting in Dad's swivel chair at his office dito sa bahay. Kaya.. binigyan pansin ko si dad at binigyan ng isang 'is-she-really-sick' look. At bilang sagot, nag-iwas lamang siya ng tingin.
"Hm. Your Dad didn't tell you at all?" Sagot ni Mom na siyang ipinagtaka ko.
"Please. No offense Mom but are the both of you playing games on me? If not, can you just please get straight to the point?" Alam kong kumukulubot na yung forehead ko sa pagtataka.
"No, no, of course not, sweetie. To tell you the truth, it was true." Sabat ni Dad. Tinignan naman siya ni Mommy ng isang disappointed look and to my surprise, tinaasan ni dad si mom ng kilay. Wth happened to them when I wasn't around?
"You said was. So, you're fine now?" Tanong ko na nagsuot na naman ng isang boring-look.
"Sort of," she said then she shrugged at nagsimulang kumalkal sa paperworks ni Daddy.
"Yeobo, could you please do these right now? Tinatambak ka na oh." Pahayag ni Mommy habang patuloy na tinitignan ang mga gamit ni dad sa kanyang desk.
(Yeobo is an endearment in Korean that could be applicable for couples)
"Uh, Mom?" Pag-aalinlangan kong tawag sakanya, "what did you mean by 'sort of'?" Tanong ko na nagtataka.
She glanced at my father before looking at me again. Woahh. Things are really making me tensed.
"So pips, you might wanna speak up? For pete's sake, anak niyo ko! Ano bang problema?!" Ayan. Ayan! Napapatagalog na ako. Malapit naring maging isa ang mga kilay ko sa sobrang pagtataka.
Jeez. Alright! I've been waiting for about five minutes now yet no one dared to speak. Nagpapalitan lang sila ng mga tingin. Bumuka na ulit yung bunganga ko dahil magsasalita na sana ako kaso di natuloy dahil nagsalita na si Dad.
"Y-your mother... Agi, she has been diagnosed with lung cancer." Sabi ni Dad with tears starting to cloud in his eyes.
"It's just lung can-- What?!! Lung cancer?! How could that be possible if Mom actually acts like a vegetarian?!" Di ko makapaniwalang sagot. This is the most shitty joke I've ever heard.
"It was inherited. From your grannypie. Your mother must've been healthy by now if she doesn't have that kind of disease," sabi ni Dad na medyo humihina ang boses. He's sad. And so am I.
I know she's bitchier than me (langya no?) but can't it be other bitches? I'm so freaking depressed now. Di ko alam kung paniniwalaan ko ba sila kasi baka paraan lang nila ito para pumayag sa kinabukasang nakalaan para sakin.
Sa sobrang rami ng gusto kong sabihin, isang tanong lang ang lumabas sa bibig ko.
"You're joking, right?" Yes. I know that it's the most stupid question for this situation but I can't help it. Mahirap tanggapin ang katotohanang may posibilidad na mawala nalang ng bigla ang isa sa iyong mga magulang.
"We hope so. I wish that this is just an old scary prank." She answered sadly.
Mom's eyes started to swell up and so are dad's. Except me from that because I ain't going to cry because Mom's still living. I'll just cry when I know that she already.. passed away.
Ang tanging ekspresyong nakapinta sa pagmumukha ko ay pagkalungkot at pagkadismaya. Ngayon, alam kong wala na akong takas sa future ko-- my worst nightmare. Kaya yung sinasabi ni Zeen noon? Sus! Di ko yun pinaniwalaan dahil ito.. Ito ang pinakinatatakutan ko. Ang mangyari ang pinakimposible.
Imposible sana kung wala lang sanang sakit si eomma. Pero anong magagawa ko? Meron eh. At wala na akong choice kundi tanggapin ito.
Ah! Hahanap pa ako ng paraan para matakasan ko ito. Tama! Andyan pa si Appa! Siya nalang ang mamahala kung wala na si Eomma.
(Appa; Father)
Siya nalang muna hangga't kaya niya dahil ako ay hindi pa handa.
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Guess niyo nga kung ano ba talaga ang nakalaang future para kay Ashea! >:)) hahaha!
Ang makasagot me kiss XD lolol just kidding~
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BINABASA MO ANG
Bipolar Bitch
Teen FictionAlmost perfect. Almost perfect lamang ako dahil hindi maganda ang ugali ko. But aside these bad traits I have, I still have a heart that would care and could love. And yes, I'm a bitch. A bipolar one. [Don't judge my story by it's title]
