I'm His Property

CHAPTER 13

Live Drama

Zahara's POV

Kumakain, nanoud ng movies at nagpapa-tae ng cry-lion baby na yun. Iyan ang buhay ko kapag walang klase. Kasi naman po, wala kaming klase every friday which is good for Arterians. Nakaka-beauty rest din kami paminsan-minsan. Except nalang dun sa wala talagang beauty.

"Tita." I looked at her. "What?" Ano na naman bang kaartehan nitong batang to?

"Do you have any story?" I gritted my teeth. I hate story telling lalo na't fairytale ang ipapa-kwento. Mukhang tanga lang? There's no reality in fairytales and stories like that are just for those cowards who cannot accept what the earth really is.

"Ate! Pakinggan mo nga tong anak mo! Gusto daw nya ng story!" I shouted. Nasa labas kasi sya eh. Nagpipicture sa mga tanim nya. Pang instagram daw. Ulol! Sirain ko yang flower garden nya mamaya eh. Remind me to do that, 'kay?

"Why can't you tell any?" Nasa gilid ko sya naka-upo at nanonoud din ng movie. Gaya-gaya pa ang bulilit na to.

"It's because I hate stories." Her eyes widened.

"Why do you hate stories, then?" for a Six-year old kid. For pete's sake! Isa na syang interviewer.

"Because it's for f*ckin' cowards." Simple kong sagot.

"Tita?" Tsk. "Ano na naman ba?" naiirita na ako ah.

"What's the word f*ck?" Omyghad. Hala? Siraulo talaga ako. Bakit ko ba binanggit yun? Tsk tsk.

"It's ahmm..." di ko alam kung anong isasagot ko eh. She put a hand-full popcorn to her mouth. "Can we eat them, tita?" What the hell!

"No! Ahhh that word means...means ugly." naks! Patay ako nito kay Ate.

"Ahhh. Tita? Am I f*ck?" Pfft. Punyeta gusto kong matawa! Ano bang meron nitong pamangkin ko?

"Oh shi--No!" I paused. Buti hindi ko nabanggit ang isa pang bad word. "Stop using that word okay? It's bad."

Tumango-tango nalang sya at doun na ako nakahinga ng maluwag. Sana patawarin ako ni Ate sa pagturo non sa anak nya. Naku naman.

Tumunog bigla yung doorbell namin which caught Yhanna's attention. Napalingon sya sa pinto habang ako naman ay nakatingin pa din sa screen ng tv. "Ako na mag-open sa gate."

So, si Ate na nga ang nag-open to know kung sino man ang taong nag doorbell. Buti naman, wala kasi ako sa mood tumayo sa couch ngayon. Hell, ganda ng buhay ko dito eh.

Sumunod naman si Yhanna sa ina nya at sya pa nga ang naunang lumabas sa pinto eh. Tsk tsk, maliit na chismosa. This kid's nerve is really the same with her mother.

I was already on the scene where the soldier was saving his co-army and healed him. This man is the braviest of them and he even doesn't want to hold a gun but because of their God, he was accepted to be a soldier. Well, he's just the medic but his the one who saved 64 wounded armies.

I want to be like him, no. Not the way na magso-soldier din ako. I wanna save many lives.

"There's an angels outside." sabi niya at bumalik sa gilid ko tapos umupo. She grabbed her popcorn and started to eat them again.

"Who are they, Yhanna?" tanong ko. Angel ba naman ang term.

"I don't know, tita. But they're pretty like you." Che. Nambula pa.

I grabbed my pizza and ate them too. Sana hindi ako maging baboy sa kakakain ko ngayon. Eh feel kong kumain ngayon eh.

"Ara? Someone is visiting you!" nakangiting sabi sa akin ni Ate pagpasok pa lang nya ng bahay.