Zeyan’s pov.
“Tell your moome to be there, ok?” Mommy said at me, bago agarang inabot sa’kin ang gatas ko.
“But mom, I can’t.”
“Why?”
“Tita Maya told me that moome is afraid in that place. I can’t invite her there— baka magalit sa’kin si moome and I don’t want that thing to happen.” Mommy suddenly patted my head and cherished my hair.
“Don’t worry, baby. She can’t be mad at you— because you are our little angel. Just come on, help mommy.”
“But mom...” me, trying to hesitate about what she said.
“Just invite her. It’s entertainment— we will help your moome face her fear. It’s fun, believe me.”
“Are you sure, mom?”
“Uhm... just tell her, and I will surprise her there.”
“Moome will be excited if she knew this.”
“I am more excited than her, baby. After that day? Your dad will finally choose none but us,” Mom said at me, bago inayos ang aking kumot.
“Dad?...”
“Your dad will be here soon. Now go to sleep, my little angel.”
Aya’s pov.
“Amusement park?” Takang tanong ko kay baby Zeyan.
She just nodded at me with that sadness emotion written in her eyes.
“Bakit? Anong meron?”
“I don’t know, moome, but mom wanted you to go there with her.”
Napakunot-noo ako ng dahil doon sa sinabi ni Zeyan. Why does it sound na parang hindi kasama ang bata?
Kaya ba parang ang lungkot niya ngayon?
“Teka nga, hindi ka ba kasama, baby?”
“Hindi po. Mommy want me to ask only you.”
Ano na naman ‘yang trip ni Zhenan? I told her na paglaanan niya ng oras ‘yung anak niya. Bumawi siya, tapos gan’tong ginawa?
“Nooo, moome. My mom will be mad at me. Anyway, don’t worry moome— I will be with lolo papa (referring sa papa ni Aya). Since Tita Maya isn’t here, kaya kay lolo papa na lang po ako dahil ipapasyal niya po ako,” saad sa’kin ni Zeyan bago naglaro na lang sa kanyang cellphone.
Marami pa sana akong katanungan, pero mukhang hindi naman kayang sagutin ni baby Zeyan kaya nagdesisyon ako na mag-ayos na sana ng sarili pero natigilan rin.
Why?
Dahil nakarinig ako ng tila katok mula sa aming pinto. Agaran akong nagtungo roon upang tingnan kung sino ‘yung taong ‘yon ngunit wala namang bumungad sa’kin maliban sa isang itim na kahon ng regalo.
Kunot-noo ko ‘yong tinitigan bago dinampot at binuksan. Bumungad naman sa’kin ang laman nito sa loob— isang itim na bulaklak at nakapangalan pa talaga kay Eaze.
Tingnan mo nga naman ‘yung siraulong ‘yon. Padalhan ba naman ako ng itim na bulaklak— tingin niya sa’kin, mukhang patay? Na mamamatay?
Pinapakilig niya ba ko? Grabe sa effort. Nakakamatay.
Napatoon ng bahagyang tingin ang aking mata sa card na nakalagay doon sa likod ng bulaklak. May
pa-notes pa ang hayop.
“This isn’t the exact year and month, but it’s still 1— unang araw, kapareho din ng numero ng araw na ’yon. You should know. Don’t you remember that day?”
BINABASA MO ANG
The Pretender
Romance- Completed. She's Aya Fenchen, an addle-brained and old-fashioned woman. She lives a peaceful life, but not until she meets Eaze. The famous idol who set her on a contract for being his girl, a contract that she can't refuse for a lifetime for some...
