My Professor's Love [ UNEDITED ]

Epilogue

Years had passed and I still remember everything. Every memories of her, her laugh, craziness, mood swings, everything.

Every decision that I made, make me realize one thing. That every people who came will go. Every love that you gave would be a memories.

I close my eyes, feel the breeze of the air touches my skin.

Mom tap my shoulder.

"Let's go, we still need to prepare for tomorrow." I smiled and nodded.

"Mauna na po kayo, susunod ako." She nod and bid a last farewell before she went back to the car.

"Mauna na kayo sa sasakyan," I told to the two nanny's behind me.

"Say goodbye to mommy, babies." They both giggled and wave their little hands.

This two angel was my life. They are my comfort in every downfall. They are my strength and became my weakness.

I remember every sleepless night with them, I even skip work just to take care of them but its all worth it. 

I love them and I will loved them more. Im willing to sacrifice everything for them, I can't bare to lose them they are my precious gem.

And again, I look down, a grave with full of flowers captivate my eyes.

There, I saw her.

"Come on, the twins are waiting." As she look up I saw different emotions from her eyes, longing, heartache, and guilt.

She keep on sobbing when she stood up.

"Stop crying," I cupped her face to wipe her tears.

"Don't blame yourself, its not your fault." I hug her,

"Remember when you told me to forgive her, and I did. So learn to forgive yourself too. You didn't do anything. So, stop crying, love."

I planted soft kisses on her hair. When she feels better we went back to the car.

GETTING nervous. I don't know. Ganito ba talaga ang pakiramdam?

"Ilayo mo nga ang camera Niko," pag awat ko rito. Kanina pa kasi siya kumukuha ng video ewan ko ba dito.

"Remembrance to dude, chill ka lang parang kang natatae. Hindi ka lalayasan ni kumander." He said na ikinatawa ng apat. Napailing nalang ako. Paano ko naging kaibigan ang mga ito?

My eyes caught a little girl running through my direction wearing a white gown and a little boquet of red roses on her hands.

"Da-da," utal na sabi nito, she's not straight to talk though unlike her kuya

I position myself same height to her, inayos ko ang suot nitong flower crown dahil nalaglag na ito sa pagtakbo niya.

"Why baby?"

"Ma-ma," she pouted.

"Mama's still not here, baby."

She shook her head and run back to the entrance.

I stop her from running but instead of listening, she continued. Napailing nalang ako. Mana sa pinagmanahan.

Remembering the first time entering this church, with a spanish mixed  ambiance. And above the entrance I saw the inscriptive curved Reconstruida El Ano 1954.

As what I've heard before, this church was build on the year 1707, but some unexpected disaster leads to church destroyed until its second.

The door closed  again after the principal's sponsor entered.