The Unfaithful Wife

2. Know

Kabanata 2

"Mommy, wakey wakey!" I groaned and scrunched my nose as I buried my face into my pillow.

Naramdaman kong gumalaw ang kama at may umupo sa likod ko kasabay ng isang kamay na pumulupot sa katawan ko.

"Mommy, it's time to wake up. It's Saturday, can you please cook for me? I badly want pancakes." He said as he wiggled kaya napasabay ang katawan ko.

"Anak, I think Mommy's tired. Don't you want daddy to cook pancakes for you? Diba it's daddy who always cooks for you?" I heard Christopher, who's beside me, said.

"But Daddy.."

"Sige na.. Mommy still wants to sleep. Tara na sa baba, let's cook for her na lang?" Kumunot ang noo ko at unti unti ko na rin binukas ang mga mata ko.

"Let's leave Mommy here, anak. Let her rest?" Muling pangkukumbinsi niya kay Zimjan.

"Mommy.." I then felt a light tap of a small finger on my back.

"If you are still sleepy, I'll wait for you na lang. But you'll be the one to cook my pancakes, please mommy."

"Ako na lang magluluto kung inaantok ka pa. I know you're tired." Bulong ng katabi ko sa akin.

I heard a sigh bago muling gumalaw ang kama at nawala rin ang kamay na kaninang nakadantay sa akin.

"Tara na?" Ginalaw ko ang ulo ko at tumingin sa dalawang lalaking nakatayo sa gilid ng kama.

The little boy's looking down while walking towards the bigger man. My son and my husband. I inwardly rolled my eyes as I watched Zimjan's arms rise up as if asking to be carried, and Christopher smilingly extended his arms to get my son. I cleared my throat a little louder just to get their attention.

"I'll cook." I said before I got up from bed to wash and ready myself.

"Yey! Daddy, I'm just going to get Zielle!" He cheered as he trotted his way out with a wide grin plastered on his face.

I can't help but smile too as I watched Zimjan's face. He may or may not know it but he is my happy pill, and he's the only reason why I keep on breathing. Kaya as much as possible, I want to be at least a good mother to him to which I think I failed at no matter how hard I try to be one. Kahit ano kasing gawin ko, pilit na bumabalik sa isip ko ang lahat lahat na para bang kahapon lang nangyari.

Napabuntong hinga ako habang nanatiling nakatitig sa salamin at nagpupunas ng basang mukha. I am not a good wife nor am I a good mother to my child. I know I should change. I should change my ways and how I think and maybe, clean and try to heal all the wounds in my heart. These are all long overdue at alam kong kung papatagalin ko pa ay mas lalo lang lalalim at lalala ang lahat lahat.

Pero hindi ko kasi yon magawa.

"Love, tapos ka na ba?" Tumingin ako sa bandang gilid ng repleksyon ko sa salamin at nakita doon ang lalaking nakatitig sa akin.

Isang lalaking may maamong mukha. Mahahabang pilikmata, makapal na kilay, matangos na ilong, malalaki at nangungusap na mata, at ang mga labi na kay pula. Siya na ang lahat. Christopher Zimry Romualdez is a package deal, as what most people who knows him say. He's got the looks, the body, the attitude, the everything a woman is looking for a man. But I can't seem to make myself feel that wild animals in my stomach.

No, not again.

"Susunod ako." Malamig kong tugon at nagpatuloy sa pagpunas ng mukha ko.

He just nodded his head at unti unting isinara ang pintuan. Muli akong napabuntong hinga at napahawak sa sink sa harap ko.