Chapter Eleven: Remembering... You? (PART ONE)

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Luki’s POV

Bat siya nandito? Bakit?!

“M-mom?!”

Si Mama nandito… ang taong huling gusto ko Makita. Bakit pa?! Bakit ngayon pa?! Bakit kalian maayos na ako?!

“Why are you here?” tinignan ko siya ng masama.

“I told you I was coming” nginitian niya ako pero hindi nagiba ang expression ko. Galit ako sa kanya. Galit na galit.

“And I told you not to come. I told not to show yourself to me” lalo sumama ang tingin ko sa kanya.

Nagiba din ang tingin niya sakin. Nagseryoso ang mukha niya. Tas bigla may humawak sa arm ko. Napatingin ako, si Hanon… Mukhang takot at confuse siya.

Tinignan ni Mama si Hanon, ako naman tinatago ko siya sa likod ko…

“Is that her?” napangiti si Mama

“Leave… now” lalo sumeryoso ang boses ko. I threating her. I don’t want her near Hanon. Never… again.

“Walk with me” tas tumalikod siya at naglakad. Tas bigla sumulpot ang mga BG niya/ko. Oo, BG naming. Binigyan kami ng look nagsasabi ng ‘walk-now’… kaya naglakad nalang kami. Si Hanon, nakahawak lang sa damit ko sa likod parang maliit na bata.

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Naglalakad kami ngayon sa isang park. Walang umiimik samin.

Tumigil bigla si Mama maglakad.

Humarap siya samin…

“I haven’t formally introduced myself, I’m-“

“She doesn’t have to know” she smirked at me

“I see you haven’t changed a bit. You’re still as protective of her as ever. That’s good… as expected from my son”

“Don’t you dare call me your son. You have no right. You lost that right long ago”

Oo, dati pa siya nawalan ng karapatan na tawagin ako na anak niya. Dati pa… matagal na pero hangang ngayon… I still remember it… clearly.

(FLASHBACK)

12 years ago….

I was playing around. My parents were busy so I decided to take a walk when I herd a girl crying. It was at an empty lot so I decided to check who it was.

[This conversation is in Jap but I have slow internet so I it’s kinda hard to translate… =_______=++]

“Hey, why are you crying there?” she looked at me. I could tell she was confused probably because I was a stranger and she had no idea why I was talking to her.

She rubbed her eyes and sniffed. She looked at me, still crying a bit.

“I-it’s… b-because I-I d-don’t have fri-friends…. T^T” Wow… she’s so cute even if she has red eyes and a pink nose because of her crying. So… why doesn’t she have friends? I mean, she looks approachable… so what’s wrong?

“Anata ga yūjin o motte inai nodesu ka? (You don’t have friends?)O.O”

“H-hai… TTTT^TTTT” Oh men… she cried even harder.

“Doishte?” I’m really curios… she looks kind. I don’t get it

“Watashi dake ¼ nihonjin'nanode, karera wa watashi o sukide wanai... (They don’t like me because I’m only ¼ Japanese…) TTT^TTT” WHAT?!

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