Choices I've Made

3rd Choice

"WHAT??!!" I freezed upon hearing those words my mom had uttered. We're still on my bed, sitting roughly for about 30 minutes. And I think I need another 30 minutes sitting in the same bed to absorb and comprehend those words. No, I won't. Ayoko.

"Yes, baby. You heard it right." My mom sighed in disbelieve. Worried is much evident in her voice.

I can't believe this! One year nalang at gragraduate na ako. Why now? Ackk!!

"But, why? May nagawa po ba akong mali, Ma? Did I?" My eyes want to burst out crying now but I can't. I shouldn't. Magmumukha akong OA neto.

"No baby. Wala kang ginawang mali. Your dad never told me the reason anak. He just said you will be transfered to another school this August. I can't do anything to stop him of doing so. You knew that what your father wants, your father gets." sabi ni Mama and slowly slid her right hand to mine. Ughh! Frustrating!!

"No, Ma. Hindi po ako papayag. One year to count at gragraduate na po ako. I..ah.. I don't want to transfer, not even thinking of it. please ma. Ayoko ko pong lumipat ng ibang school. Please tell Papa." Pity drew through the eyes of my mother as I asked her doing me a favor. She knows what I'm feeling right now. She understands it.

"Bakit ayaw mo baby? Is there any reason?" Hinigpitan niya ang paghawak sa kamay ko.

"Hindi po. I mean..ah.. yeah. part of it... is because of him. At saka, gusto ko po sa KC High tapusin ang high school ko Ma. Napamahal na rin ako sa school pati sa mga classmates ko at teachers. I find it hard to adapt another environment, too. You already knew that Ma. Kaya nga after transferring to KC Academy nung second grade ko eh di na ako lumipat ulit. "

"I understand, Sweety. Kaya nga nang sinabi ng Papa mo ito sa akin, I was trying to explain to him na it'll be better kung hindi ka na niya itransfer. I know na hindi mo rin gustong lumipat. Kaso he keeps on insisting this matter. I think it would be better if you'll talk to him. He will listen to you,Darling. Just give it a try. He loves you, baby." My mom shrugged her shoulders and put a smile, a sweet smile.

"Dahil po ba ito kay Mark, Ma? Last time, I overheard you were talking to dad on the phone. And it seems like hindi niya gusto si Mark para sa akin." I asked in search for any clue or answers.

"N-no. no. no. It's not like that anak. Walang kinalaman si Mark dito. In fact, he was happy nabalitaan niya na pumayag kang may manligaw sayo. He even told me na gusto niyang makita at makilala si mark."

"Then, why's that? I couldn't get his point. Bakit niya gusto akong ilipat ng school Ma? Ngayon lang nag-sabi si Papa ng ganito. I can't think of any reasons why. Wala naman po akong ginawang mali sa school. My grades in third year were good. Ang alam ko lang po na bago sa pandinig ni Papa ay si Mark na nanliligaw sa akin.''

She sighed again for the second time around. Parang hindi niya din alam kung bakit gusto ni Papa na lumipat ako ng school. I'm still puzzled. Can't connect words to words.

Umiling nalang ako. I feel so helpless.

"Kilala mo ang Papa mo anak. Hindi siya gagawa ng isang desisyon kung alam niyang hindi ito makakabuti para sa atin. I know he has reasons. I think it's better to ask this to your dad, yourself. He will listen to you, Tart. Believe me." My mother is so much fond of calling me with different endearment, so as my father.

Inalis ko ang kamay ko sa pagkakahawak ni Mama. I reached for my phone and wallet off of my study table and walked my way to the door.

Hinigit ko ang doorknob at muling lumingon sa kanya.

"I wish he would listen me Ma. I really don't like the idea of tranferring." I pull the door at lumabas na ng tuluyan sa kwarto ko.

Narinig ko si Mama na nagtatanong kung saan ako pupunta. Sinabi ko naman sa kanya na magpapahangin lang.