Beauty From The Pain. (On-Going)

CHAPTER 20

MIGUEL'S POV

It is already 10:30 in the evening, but we're still here at the pool area, partying. I was about to walk near my mom, but I saw Amara sat beside her folding recliner lounge chair. Nakahiga doon si Mommy, nagpapahinga. I asked her earlier if she wants to rest at her room, but she even insisted to stay here and watch us.

"Tita Thea.."- I heard Amara. Hindi naman nalalayo yung kinatatayuan ko sa pwesto nila kaya maririnig ko kung anong pinag uusapan nilang dalawa.

As if on cue, I looked at Samuel and found out he's having fun with my friends, and that's even good. Ayaw ko namang maramdaman nila na out of place sila sa celebration na 'to.

"A-Amara.. My baby girl."- halos mangiyak-ngiyak na 'yong boses ni Mommy kaya pasimple ko silang tinignan.

Amara's holding my mom's hand, while my mother is aiming to touch her face. It turns out that my Mom is still amazed by her looks. I can't even blame her.

'Amara was and still is beautiful, indeed.'

By the way, 'baby girl' talaga yung tawag ni Mommy sa kaniya simula pa no'ng maging kami. Kasi nga only child ako at lalaki pa, she's been dreaming to have a daughter like Amara, that's why she used to call her like that. That is one of the reason kung bakit malapit sila sa isa't-isa dati.

How I wish I can take back the time when we're still happy.

"Happy Birthday, Tita.. How are you?"- tanong ni Amara. Based on her tone, she is still concern with my Mom. Napangiti tuloy ako ng wala sa oras.

"I am okay, I'm fine. Ikaw, namamayat ka, Amara.. My gorgeous baby girl, are you even eating the right amount of food at time? Pinapabayaan ka ba ng partner mo?"

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Pfft. I bit my lower lip to avoid my laughter. My mom doesn't sounds joking, she's fierce and serious when she said that. Glad, Samuel did not heard that. Lol.

"No, Tita, I am taking care of myself po. I'm working out because I have to.. Mas magiging kumportable po ako sa pagiging model kapag ni-maintain ko 'yong ganitong figure po, Tita."- she's so polite when answering.

"Mas lalo kang gumanda, hija. Hihihi! Mas lalo rin kayong bumagay ni Miguel."

I stared at her reaction, I can't explain it. She's a bit grinning but more like an awkward grin? Tss.

"Ah. Hehehe."

"Bibisitahin mo ba ako ulit dito, Amara?"- naging malungkot bigla ang boses ni Mommy. Alam kong sa tono niya na yon, nagdadrama siya o kaya nagpapaawa.

Wow. I am so blessed to have a mother like her. :)

"I don't know, Tita.. Once we started to shoot our show, I don't think I can visit you po."

"Is that so? Paki-bantayan na lang si Miguel sa show niyo na 'yan, anak, ha? First time niya kasi sa mga gan'yan e. Hehe. Turuan mo siya sa mga gagawin niya."

Hindi ko mapigilang hindi kiligin ng tahimik. Is it because she called Amara 'anak'? Or, because she's asking Amara to look after me at the show? I would answer both.

'I badly missed this feeling.'

"Uhm.. Tita, he already have his assistant, she can take care of him."

Assistant? Does she mean Mich?

"Baby girl, hindi ko naman kilala 'yong assistant niya na 'yon, hindi ko pa siya mapagkakatiwalaan.. I want you to look after Miguel, not that assistant and any other girls, only you, Amara."- my Mom firmly said. Amara can't turn down my Mom's favor, I know.