Nagmamahal, Paraluman (Completed)

NP14

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
HER LOVE LETTER

February 11, 10:00pm

"Anak, please.. keep yourself together!" naririnig kong sigaw ni dad. But, I don't know what to do... I'm feeling numb. I can't feel anything nor open my eyes.

It's like darkness conquered my whole system as that sound little by little have gone into silence. I cannot feel. I am like in a middle of earth almost heaven. But, am I?

Not until, minutes passed by. I could feel a pumping pressure into my chest. Mabigat ang bumubomba sa aking dibdib. Hindi nagtagal, I could hear clearer than I was earlier. I can now breath, but still, can't open my eyes.

"Her heartbeats finally turned to normal, good thing she responded," nakinig kong sabi ni Uncle. The moment he announced that, that's when I found out... I almost died.

IPINILIG ko na lamang ang ulo at pilit inaalis sa utak ang nangyari noong isang araw. That day happened, after I said I was just gonna sleep but didn't expect that sleep can lead me to death. Sabi ni uncle, kung hindi ko na raw kaya ay magsabi dahil masakit daw.

Hindi ko naman sinasadya. Because me, I just wanted to sleep that time... hindi mamatay. Ayoko pa, even though my body disagreed. Nagdaan ang araw matapos ang araw na iyon, hindi na ako makatayo pa. Kapag naman tumatayo, ay dahil ito sa tungkod o hindi kaya'y dahil sa pag-alalay ni dad.

Mom can't even speak that day, Melanie almost cut her class, and dad almost gone fuming mad.

Katulad lamang ng tayo ko bago mangyari ang lahat ng ito, nanonood akong muli sa mga batang walang tigil ang paglaro. I roamed my eyes outside searching for some different plants. Nasasawa na kasi akong makita ang mga halaman dito at gusto ko namang makakita ng iba.

Kahit nahihirapan, I moved my wheelchair closer to the window to clearly see what's outside. Idadasig ko sana ito nang masmalapit, nang may puwersang biglang nagpabigat upang hindi ko na ito maigalaw pa.

I looked into who blocked me. It was dad. He's wearing his as usual collar shirt paired with pants. Mayroon din siyang relo sa kaliwang kamay na ngayon ay nakakapit sa handle ng wheelchair.

"If you want to see more of the garden, just ask me, baby," he uttered moving the wheelchair away from the window. I pouted and just mean on it.

"C-Can we?" paos kong tanong kay dad. He nodded and decided to push the wheelchair going to the door. Napabuntonghininga ako dahil sa lungkot.

It's always been like this. Simula noong araw na iyon, hindi na gumaan ang pakiramdam ko. I always pray to God na sana hindi niya na lang ako niligtas kung hindi na pala bubuti ang kalagayan ko. I'm trapped in here, for almost a month now. Sa kuwartong iyon lamang umiikot ang buhay ko, ngunit ngayon, siguro'y magiiba naman ang makikita ko.

I remained silent as I saw people looking at me. Some and whispering and some are giving pity on me. I just looked away, and fixed the bandana I'm wearing just for the to not see my baldness.

Dad turned left and even see Tito walking towards us but surprised when saw me. He chortled, "Where are you going, Kuya? Katatapos lamang ng chemo ni Muse, pagpahingahin mo muna."

"T-tito.. gusto.. g-gusto ko lang po makita.. y-yung gar..den," nalulumbay kong sagot. He kneeled infront of me and pinched my cheek.

He then gave me what I'm looking for ever since yesterday and said, "Pina-laundry ko ito, sakaling hinahanap mo. Here you go, have fun..." then gave me Salvador's, handkerchief.