The Widow

The Widow

Prologue

Hindi ko maalis yung tingin ko sa PT na hawak hawak ko, hindi ko alam kung anong gagawin ko, ang alam ko lang ay yung isang salita na lumabas sa PT ay ang dahilan kung bakit magbabago ang buhay ko.

Pregnant.

Pinikit ko ang mga mata ko at humiling sa langit na sana, sana isang lang itong panaginip. Na hindi to totoo. Hindi naman sa ayaw kong mag buntis, gusto ko rin naman ang kaso hindi pa ngayon. Marami pa akong plano. Hindi pa ako handa.

At isa pa, magta-tatlong buwan palang kami ni Ralphe. Paano ko sasabihin sa kanya na buntis ako? Paano siya magre-react? Would he think, I planned this to trap him with me?

Oh god.

Pagbukas ko ng mga mata ko ay ganun pairn yung resulta. I guess, totoo talaga na buntis ako. At siguro nga kailangan ko na tong tanggapin. Siguro naman magiging ayos lang ang lahat.

Napatalon ako nang narinig kong nag ring yung phone ko, agad ko naman tong inabot mula sa counter ng sink at tinignan kung sino yung tumatawag. Nang nakita kong si Ralphe yung tumatawag, nagdalawang isip ako. Pero sa huli ay sinagot ko parin dahil mainitin ang ulo ni Ralphe, magagalit lang lalo to pag hindi ko sinagot.

“Hello.”

“Where the hell are you?” he growled over the phone.

“Nasa bahay bakit?” I asked, a little put off with him cursing.

“Nasa bahay.” Inulit niya, “Alam mo ba kung ilang oras na kaming naghihintay sayo dito sa set? Tas nasa bahay ka pa pala. The hell, Clara!”

I cringed. I’d forgotten about the filming today. Sa dami ng mga nasa isip ko, nawala na na may shooting kami ngayon. “I’m sorry, I slept in. I was just so tired.” Hence the reason why I purchased the PT.

Narinig kong nagbuntong hininga si Ralphe, “It’s okay. It’s partly my fault for letting you leave last night.” I was at his place last night, he said I should stay the night but I insisted on coming home, I just didn’t want to be so over-familiar with Ralphe and that he might get bored with me.

I didn’t want to give him reasons to think that, I was being clingy. I’ve waited for so long to be with him and I wasn’t about to ruin it. So as always, when I could, I’d leave his place and sometimes, I’d try to be as close off as he was to me. That worked because now we were hitting on our third month mark.

“I wanted to leave.” I lied, I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to wake up in his arms but I’ve known Ralphe half my life even when he didn’t even know I existed, I knew him and I knew what would make him run and I didn’t want that. “I gotta go.”

“Drive safe.”

“Ralphe?” I called right before he could hang up.

“Yes?”

“I’m…” pregnant. I wanted to say it but I just couldn’t. It wasn’t right to tell him on the phone and just maybe the PT was wrong, I’d make sure I was pregnant first before I scared him off. Because, once I say it aloud then there would be no turning back. And I think, Ralphe would do something that would definitely hurt me.

He held the power to break me.

“Nothing. I’ll see you soon.” I choked the tears and hoped to God, he didn’t sense anything weird.

I hung up then. I dropped the PT over the trashcan and then tossed my phone back to the counter. I walked toward the shower, turned the water on and stepped in the shower.

God, I was pregnant and I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how I’d react if Ralphe said he didn’t want the child. I didn’t know anything at all. All I knew was I’d choose the baby over anyone else, including Ralphe.

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