"papa make sure his diaper isn't full ah, tapos yung sleep schedule niya sinend ko sayo sa messenger, tapos brent don't forget everything I taught you ah? Basti doesn't like his milk cold, tapos yung damit niya pag nilabhan mo yung pang baby dapat ipanglalaba mo, patulugin mo lang wag mong gigisingin ha? Papasok na ako ng classroom, love ko kayo, ingat kayo pareho dyan ah? Bye na! Parating na yung prof ko, I'm so excited, I love you brent, byeeee" Brent smiled as he heard grace, he just turned off his phone and sighed. Tumayo siya para icheck si basti, tulog pa rin. He smiled to himself as he looks at his son, sleeping peacefully.
"mama loves us anak." he whispered, tumingin siya sa paligid at napagpasiyahan na mag-linis ng konti, lalo na puro laruan o di kaya damit ni basti ang nakakalat sa sahig.
He sighed and he also decided na labhan na rin yung mga damit niya. Ipinasok niya lahat ng damit ni basti sa washing machine at inilagay yung pang baby na panlaba na binibili ni grace.
Habang naglalaba ay nagbukas na rin si brent ng cereal para agahan niya, he also asked his mom to bring him food, pero hindi sumasagot ang mommy niya.
He scrolled through his phone and decided to try to cook. It's about time na matuto na siya, hindi yung laging asa siya sa mommy niya or sa take out sa restaurant, he realized na hindi ito maganda for basti.
"fuck aray!" he hissed when matalsikan siya ng mantika, sumilip siya sa kwarto ni basti and he's still sleeping, hininaan ni brent ang apoy, but he kept his hand on running water dahil nga napaso ito.
"shit." he covered the pan when he realized na tapos na yung nilalabhan niya, he gathered basti's clothes and he hung them.
Inilagay naman niya lahat ng damit niya sa washing machine at in-on ito, jogging back inside to cook again.
"Putangina." He whispered, looking at the black pork in front of him. Napasabunot nalang ito sa sarili niya before grabbing the pan para itapon ang laman nito.
Basti's cries were heard when he dropped the pan dahil nga mainit ito, he was close to crying pero tumakbo siya papunta kay basti not minding the pain in his palm.
"hi bebe, sorry papa was noisy." he tried to smile, napawi naman ang pag iyak ni basti.
"Papapapa" basti said, raising his arms for brent to carry him, brent smiled and carried basti, wincing in pain as his palm touched basti.
"Papa can't cook for shit." He whispered kissing basti's forehead. Basti just smiled at brent, not saying anything. Minsan, nagwoworry si brent because basti's can't speak or form words pa except papa, but when he got him checked, normal naman daw lahat.
"let's ask for help?" brent asked basti, nakangiti lang si basti at pinaglalaruan ang t-shirt ni brent.
Brent tried to call his mom, no answer. He also tried anna, pero wala rin sumasagot. He took a deep breath and dialed elle's number.
"hello boss?" Mukhang kakagising lang ni elle based on her voice.
"busy ka ba?"
"hindi, day off ko bakit?"
"punta ka naman sa condo ko, please?"
"Boss, hala di ako ganong klase ng babae." she said, brent rolled his eyes.
"I need help, please elle, babayaran kita, I just need decent food for basti"
"Sige na nga, maliligo lang ako, text mo address mo, pasalamat ka pogi ka." Elle laughed and dropped the call, ngumiti naman si brent.
Brent dialed grace's number after he texted elle his address.
"I miss you, and I wish you can go here and help us. Pero naiintindihan ko naman mahal, miss ka na namin ni basti."
It went straight to voicemail. He sighed and looked around his condo, it was a mess, Just like his life.
