Alas-dose pa lang ng hapon ngunit makulimlim na ang kalangitan. Ibinaba ni Keegan ang kamay mula sa pagtingin ng oras sa kanyang relong-pambisig at dumiretso patungo sa garahe.
He fished out his phone inside his suit pants pocket. Isang ngiti ang bumalatay sa kanyang mukha ng tumambad sa kanya ang litrato na nakalagay sa kanyang lockscreen. It's the picture of his first born, Karlos Juan Miguel...his Kajel...holding his little sister, Kavanaugh Saige's, small hand.
Oh, my babies, we'll see each other later.
Suot ang isang ngiti sa kanyang mga labi ay mabilis siyang nagmaneho paalis mula sa kanyang kompanya, driving his car towards the persons he never and forgot to talk to for these past two years.
How time flies fast? Keegan deeply sighed on that realisation question. Ang daming nangyari sa loob ng mga nakalipas na dalawang taon na magkakahalong hirap, lungkot, saya...panibagong pag-asa. He's still thankful of what he had been through though, dahil doon ay naging mas matibay at mas malakas siya. He had learnt how important to seize and live life to the fullest. Why resist? Why forbid? Why say no? Every second the people are not dead should be a second spending the fuck out of life. Malay mo wala ka na bukas...people can't tell. That's why do what makes you happy. Hindi naman bawal maging masaya. Hindi naman bawal maging malaya.
Just like what his and Saniela's tattoo says—Carpe the fucking Diem...seize the fucking day. Gawin mo kung ano'ng makakapagpasaya sa'yo. No one should come your way. Masaya ka, iyon ang mahalaga. Life is too short for buts and what ifs.
After minutes of driving, Keegan parked his car in front of the place. Pumasok siya at kaagad sumalubong ang isang kilalang pulis. Binati siya nito at tinanguan.
"I want to talk to them." Aniya.
Hindi na siya naghintay pa nang matagal at ilang minuto lang ang itinagal ng matanaw na ni Keegan ang tatlong bultong matagal na niyang hindi nabibisita. He scans them while they approach him with polices beside and behind them. Napansin niyang bumagsak ang katawan ng mga ito, maging ang marangyang itsura na kakikitaan dati ay nawala na. Keegan sees nothing but pathetic prisoners as he watches them now.
"Keegan..." mahinang tawag ni Katya sa pangalan niya. May pagkislap sa mga mata at pag-asa sa boses ang mababakasan rito.
Keegan remained his expression stoical as the three of them sat in front of him...si Leandro, si Katya, at si Kristina. Mukhang hindi nila inaasahan ang pagbisita niya base sa nakikita niyang gulat sa mukha ng mga ito. Muli niya silang pinasadahan ng tingin. They look worst in distance. Tila nahiya pa ang mag-ina na sabay na napatikhim at umiwas ng tingin.
Keegan smirked in thought. When did these two became shameful and tamed? Bago itong nakikita niya, ah. He didn't averted his eyes from them and tried to intimidate them more until Kristina seemed can't take it any longer, unvailing strands of her frizzy hair, she spoke stuttering.
"M-mabuti at n-napadalaw ka? Mag-isa mo lang ba?"
"I just wanna check if you are all still breathing." That was a joke but Keegan kept his voice stern. Napalunok si Katya. "How's the feeling behind the bars? Mainit ba? Siksikan ba? Mahirap? Oh, I bet it was burdensome, isn't?"
Hindi nakasagot ang mga ito. Keegan sighed. "For every action come up a variety of consequences. Lahat may kapalit. Lahat dadaan sa paglilitis. Lahat kailangang pagbayaran..." Keegan's eyes became strict. "Tell me, have you all learned your lessons now?"
BINABASA MO ANG
Without Doubt
General Fiction(For Love # 1) Saniela Victoria Clemente aspires to become a cardiologist like her deceased mother who she truly admires. Being left in the care of her busy father and sick grandfather made her somewhat a rebel who lives her life to the fullest. Upo...
