Chap. 37
AN : Sa Chapter na ito focus ulit tayo kay Yheng..at ang mga bagong Character sa buhay n’ya.
BOOOOM ! BOOOOMMM!
“Anak, halika dito..sumiksik ka sa akin..natatakot ako sa kulog at kidlat.” Agad niyakap ni Yheng ng mahigpit ang kanyang 5 na taong gulang na anak na lalaki...si Cyril Grey.
Sabay nagtago ang dalawa sa ilalim ng kumot. Halos pinapawisan silang dalawa.
“Mommy, pwede na ba akong lumabas? Mainit eh.” Reklamo ni Cyril.
“Ayaw ko..dito ka lang sa tabi ko. Natatakot ang Mommy.” Tinatakpan pa ni Yheng ang kanyang tenga.
“Mommy, hindi ka naman tatamaan ng kidlat. Nandito tayo sa loob ng bahay.” - Cyril
“Basta..dito ka lang please..” - Yheng
“Gusto mo awitan nalang kita para hindi mo marinig ang kulog?”
-Cyril
Napangiti naman si Yheng..
“Sige anak..” umayos si Yheng sa pagkahiga sa kama.
Tumagilid ang bata at hinarap ang kanyang ina..
“If ever you’re in my arms again, this time I’ll love you much better; If ever you’re in my arms again, this time I’ll hold you forever, This time will never end..”
Pansamantalang napagil ang paghinga ni Yheng matapos marinig sa anak ang awit na minsan n’yang narinig sa ama nito..
“Anak, sinong nagturo sa ‘yo ng kantang ’yan? Dapat pangbata ang aawitin mo hindi pangmatanda.”
“Mommy, narinig ko po kasi madalas ang awit na ‘yan sa radio..tapos inaawit din ni Tita Antonette.”
Biglang umiba ang mukha ni Yheng..
“Anak, umawit ka na lang ng ibang kanta h’wag lang ‘yan.”
“O sige po..”
Why are there so many songs about rainbows
and what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,
and rainbows have nothing to hide.
So we've been told and some choose to believe it.
I know they're wrong, wait and see.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.
Who said that every wish would be heard
and answered when wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it.
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing
and what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.
All of us under its spell. We know that it's probably magic.
Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that called the young sailors.
The voice might be one and the same.
