CHAPTER TWO

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"YOU ARE MR. PHIL MONTES? Hmmm, so you are my patient now." Tumatangong saad ng doktora habang pinagmamasdan ang lalaking naka-upo sa harapan nito.

Siya nama'y pumunta muna sa kaniyang cubicle ngunit ang atensyon niya'y nasa doktora at sa kausap nito.

"Ms. Kim Montes, her sister." pakilala naman ng kasama nito. Tumango ang doktora.

"Okay, please seat to the other side." turo nito doon sa maliit na salas na kasunod lang ng table nito.

"Please might as well don't interrupt our session but if I told you so, Ma'am. Kailangan niyang mag-focus sa akin at sa pag-uusapan namin, okay? Just please stay there and listen." mahinahong saad nito sa kasama.

Ngumiti naman ito. "Okay." napangiti din ang doktora sa sinaad nito at bumaling sa kaniya.

"Offer her some snacks, will you, please?" Tumango lang siya bilang sagot kaya tumalikod na ito at humarap na doon sa pasyente.

"Anyway, mind telling me your story, Mr. Montes." pagsasalita ng doktora.

Siya nama'y binigyan muna ng maiinom ang kasama nito. Agad niyang napansin ang pagtitig nito.

"You are?"

"Her assistant." sagot niya. "Want anything aside from that, Ms. Montes?" Tanong niya dito gamit ang pormal niyang boses.

Ngumiti na naman ito. "No. It's fine." tumango lang siya bilang tugon at bumalik na sa lamesa. Nang maka-upo ay tumingin siya sa doktora.

Nakangiti ito sa harapan ng pasyente na para bang kaibigan lang ang nasa harapan.. ngunit alam niya, paraan lang ito ng doktora para makuha ng buo ang tiwala ng pasyente.

One and a half month passed since he was assigned to be her new secretary. Inaamin niyang medyo mahirap i-adjust ang sarili lalo na't hindi niya kilala ang makakasama but as the time goes by, he can now tell that he knew what kind of doctor she is.

A wise doctor, she always smiles to her patients and gently guide them. She seems playful but it's her way to make the patients comfortable.

But . . . behind those bright attitude was a manipulative kind. She interrogates the patients and ask blunt questions. Then, she answered them frankly but ain't an insult to everybody. Like she was just exactly telling them the truth of what their conditions is.

He sigh and get his small notebook on the side. He has to observe what kind of doctor a psychologist is specially because he also want to learn. But the real thing is . . . even if he don't want to, he must want it. He need it to prove something that-

"Voices . . . ." Biglang napaangat ang tingin niya at dumapo iyon sa nagsalitang pasyente.

"Voices? Hmm, can you tell me what kind of voices? Like what it sounds like and what did it says?" Tanong doktora at may sinulat sa kwadernong hawak.

"It's sounds scary the first time but as the time goes by," Sandali itong huminto. "It sounds my guide."

Kumunot ang noo niya.

"Guide? How do you say so?" Tanong ulit ng doktora.

"The voice guide me. I can hear it everytime." hinawakan nito ang sentido at mahinang pinisil.

"It says what should I do. 'Don't mind them', 'Don't care at them', 'Shout at them', 'No one cares about you', 'Leave them' . . . A-And worse, i-it keeps telling me that I should kill. 'Kill them brutally', 'Shot them merciless', 'Stab them deathly' . . . A-Agh!" Sinapo na nito ng tuluyan ang ulo at umiling iling.

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