Change Of Heart: (Buenaventura Series #1)

COH - Chapter 28

Chapter twenty-eight: Forgiveness

The Night bagged me. I cried, I was un puzzled picture. Maraming kulang sa pagkatao ko kaya hindi ko mabuo kung ano talaga ako. I was hidden with all the thoughts.

I am not like this! I was a good jolly person! Everyone beside me, Lied! Sa buong buhay ko wala ni isa ang nagsabi kong ano ako. Pinagkaitan ako ng sarili kong alaala sa isang taong pinakamahalaga sa akin. I even trashed my dreams and replaced it with another dream that I didn't want to do.

This is not what I want!

"Ate." tawag sa akin ni sanara sa gitna ng pag dudugtong ng mga nagkalat ng mga pirasong memorya upang mabuo ang isang larawan.

"Ranzel.... Ranzel was part of my past." I uttered trembling. Sanara sighed and hugged me, the TV was now off.

"Are you okay?" She asked worriedly.

"Sanara! They're so selfish!" Bumuhos ang luha ko habang sinasabi iyon. "Damn! I was only attracted and my attention diverted to Kyle because they have the same figure with Ranzel! Ang tanga ko! I was torn between the two person. I made a mistake! Sinisi ko si Kyle sa lahat na dapat ay hindi ko ginawa, I never chased him with love! I chased him because I thought he was the man I loved." Gulong gulo ang isip ko.

Now, It was clearly.

Minahal ko si Kyle noon hindi dahil siya si Kyle, kundi dahil nakikita ko sa kanya si Ranzel. The man I loved since, The man I forgot.

Sa sobrang iyak ko'y nakatulugan ko na. At nang magising nmn ako'y sobrang hapdi ng mata ko sinamahan pa ng sobrang pamamaga nito. I sighed, looking myself in the mirror. Tears escaped from my eyes again. Hindi pa ata na ubos kagabi.

"This one is for you, and this one is for you little Klent!" Masayang sabi ko sa batang lalaki sabay sulyap sa halos kasing edad ko rin na bata. He looks so serious but I know he's a good man.

"Para nmn sayo ito." Nahihiyang abot ko sa kanya ng isang paper bag na laman ay isang tee shirt. He loves wearing black shirt and gray, shirts that's looks dull. He glanced at it and back to me. Still, serious. Inabot rin ito makalipas ang ilang saglit nitong pagtingin sa paper bag.

"You're welcome!" Nakangiting ani ko dito kahit wala nmn talaga itong sinabing thank you, pero alam ko nmng thankful rin siya, ayaw niya lang talaga magsalita.

That was my vacation in Bacolod when I was eleven years old. I was wearing my white floral dress with my braid hair and light pink doll shoes. We were playing house. I was the acting mother and he is the acting father while his brother Klent was our acting son. He was wearing his dark tee-shirt and cargo shorts.

"Galing ka daw sa trabaho. You're a famous tycoon just like my dad and I'm a actress! But since we already get married. I'll stay in our house then wait you to come while cooking our food and taking care of our child!" Magiliw kung sabi dito. He looked at me intently, he didn't even move to start our play. Itinulak ko nlng ito para masimulan na. We end up playing without him, talking with me. Ako lang at si klent ang nag uusap tuwing naglalaro. Kung wala nmn si klent ay ako lang ang nagsasalita habang tatango-tango lang ito kung sang ayon at iiling kong tutol nmn.

I sobbed. Reminiscing the past that I just remember last night was like a traggic for me. There still a missing piece I want to know. Why did I forgot those precious memories? What happened to me? The door creaked opened, I didn't bother to looked at it. Paniguradong si sanara na nmn yun, pero laking gulat ko ng sakupin ng matipunong braso ang baywang ko. I can feel his breathing hitch.

"Are you okay?" He asked pulling me closer to him. Sniffing my neck. At para bang may sariling utak ang ulo ko't tumagilid ito upang bigyan siya ng mas karapatang gawin iyon sa akin. "Your eyes swallow." He whispered near my ears. I gasped as he slightly bite it.