It's Already 11:11

Chapter 1 : Immigration

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"Umaaaaa~gaa na naman." kanta ko pagkagising ko. Umunat-unat muna ako bago nagparefresh.

I really hate morning pero I need to. Marami pa akong kailangan gawin kailangan ko pang mag impake at ayusin ang mga papers ko sa migration.

I washed up and wear my shorts and hoodie.

I really don't remember na may lakad ako ngayon sabado.

"Oh! Hira darlin, you're up. Good morning!" Magiliw na bati sa akin ni Tita Amone. "Take your seat, I'll finish this up."

Kumuha ako ng baso at fresh milk na nasa loob ng ref. Sakto pagka upo ko handa na ang agahan at lumabas na si Papa sa kwarto nila.

"Good morning Hon." Bati ni Tita Amone sa Papa ni at hinalikan ito sa pisngi.

"Good morning, Hira." Bati ni Papa.

"Morning too," I replied and we started to eat.

I was just silently eating and watching the two adults in front of me. They talk about different topics which I didn't understand what catches my attention is the smile and emotions that is written on their faces.

I've never seen my father like this before not until he met Tita Amone.

That smile, that was plastered on my father's face is a smile that can reach from ear to ear.

A smile that can only appear if it was Tita Amone. A smile that was only for hers.

A smile of a man whose really happy and contented whom what he have and what he can have.

Would I also meet a man who could also smile like that whenever his with me?

When ever he thinks of me? When ever I am the one who talks about?

Would I also meet a man who would be this contented no matter how hard life have given you?

Would I? Could I? Whom would it be? How should I know?

"Is there something wrong Darlin?"

"Oh," gising sa akin ni Tita Amone sa malalalim kong imagination, "Nothing, I just... I was just thinking about the migration."

Agad napalitan ng taka at pag-aalala ang mukha nila.

"Is there any problem with it Hira?" nag-aalalang tanong ni TIta Amone.

"Ha? No! There's is-" I panicked to see the expression on Tita Amone's face.

I just said yes to them that I would come with them to Canda, and now they misunderstood me.

"Hira, ayus kalang ba?" at yan tuloy nag aalala na si Papa.

"No! I'm fine! I just-" I was more even panicked when Papa asked me

"If you don't want to you can stay, you don't have to force yourself." ani ni Papa.

"Yes, Hira although it would be sad if you can't join us." pagsang-ayon ni Tita Amone kay Papa.

I looked at them and all I could say is that I am lucky to have them in my life.

"No... I want to join with you, It's just I'm a bit nervous about what would be my life in Canada." I smiled and continued eating my food. "I was looking at you two, and I was so happy that I could see my father smile like that again and I also wonder if I could also meet a man like him there."

I was confused when they looked at me emotionless, then later I was jumped out of my chair to see that Tita Amone and Papa is crying.

"What did I do?!" I said while my hands are pressing in my head like anytime my brain would escape.