Owned by Him

Thirteen

Nelle's POV

As I was patiently waiting for him to come upstairs, I looked around and I am really happy to see the things with me five years ago in this house.

Nothing really changed, but why did he not change it? When I left this house, I'm not even expecting to be here anymore nor to see this house to be exactly just like before when I am still staying at this place.

I am confused.

Why a married man let his mistress stay at this pretty big house, and let her feel like she got everything back then and did not even changed a single bit of the details of this house, five years ago. He has a wife for goodness sake. Does his wife even know this?

I assume not, dahil kung oo hindi naman ganito ang dadatnan ko, lalong hindi naman na kami aabot pa sa ganito. Dahil kung andito ang asawa niya, I am pretty sure hindi niya magagawa ang mga ginagawa nya ngayon, ni hindi nito babalakin na lumapit sa akin.

That thought made me confused even more, where the hell is his wife? When I got to know the wife back then, she was really that territorial over her property, and now I am here again, on this house again and planning to talk to his husband, walang asawa na nagkakanda paspas ang punta para lang sabihan ako na layuan ang asawa niya at sabunutan.

Or maybe his wife does know what's inside the mind of his husband. Afterall the reason why Airon kept on messing up with me is because of his son to me.

Papaano niya nga ba nalaman na may anak siya sakin? Tumira ako sa malayong probinsya ng pinagbubuntis ko siya, hanggang sa ito ay magtatlong taong gulang, nito na lamang kami tumira ulit sa syudad dahil mahirap na talaga ang buhay sa probinsya at ng lumipat kami rito di nagtagal nakilala ko si Sherlock at inampon.

Walang bagkas ng pagbubuntis ko rito sa manila, kaya paano niya nalaman?

"Looking for me?"

Nagulat naman ako ng biglang may magsalita sa likuran ko, ng lingunin ko iyon nakita ko na ang lalaking binibigyan ako parati ng sakit sa ulo.

Lumunok muna ako at umupo sa gitna ng kama at itinuro sa kaniya ang maliit na couch sa tapat nito.

He sit down and look at me in the eye na ikinailang ko naman, how the hell I will tell what I wanted to say kung ganito siyang nakatingin talaga sa mata ko. I just looked away to break the eye contact between us and gulp after dahil pakiramdam ko nauubusan na ako ng laway hindi pa nag sisimula ang pag uusap na ito.

"How can you be so sure Xhaito's yours?" I asked him, he is not shocked, not even a little bit after hearing what just I have said.

"I know he is my son, the looks and feeling of having near him is enough to know he is mine"

Napatango naman ako sa sinabi nito, he was really right when it comes to the looks of my son, masasabi mong mag ama talaga sila. But the fact na nararamdaman niya ang lukso ng dugo sa anak ko? I don't agree with it, hindi naman siya marunong makiramdam eh. But I'll just leave it there, I need to be civil for my son.

"I see but may I know if you already run a test to my son? Just to be sure you are his father" he just nodded at napatango naman ako.

That explains why he's so sure Xhaito is his son for the first time he see it.

Humugot muna ako ng pampalakas ng loob, dahil sa susunod na sasabihin ko ay tungkol na ito mismo sa sitwasyon ng anak ko, namin pala.

I looked at him in the eye and smile a little, to ease the nervous I feel.

"Pumapayag na ako na makita mo si Xhaito, you can spend time with him anytime pero huwag lang sana tulad ng nangyare nung nakaraan. He has to go to school and by the time of six I am expecting to see him home"