Our Fate

Church

I flinch as my phone ring. I take a look and answer it.

"Hello, dad." I great.

"Where are you?" He ask without greating me.

"Andito po ako sa taxi-"

"Where are you going?" He slightly raise his baritone voice. I roll my eyes hearing him.

"To the church dad?"

Sunday kasi ngayon at masaya ako dahil hindi ko pa makikita ang asungot na Gabriel na yun na wala g ibang ginawa kundi bwisitin ako buong maghapon.

"Really? Why you don't inform us so we can come to you?"

Duh dad why so forgetful.

"Dad you're so forget full I already told you yesterday but you said you're busy. I also told mom and ate but they had plans also." I explain.

"Sorry about that baby you're dad is so stress these few days." I can I can identify it that his too stress cause of his voice.

"Dad you should unwind. How a bout we could go to beach?" I excitedly suggest it.

"Do you wanna go there baby?"

"Yes! Dad."

"I'll cancell all my meetings on Saturday cause we're going to the beach!" He anxiously said.

Dad is sometimes like this but most of the time he is so strict even to us. He is so perfectionist even to us his daughter he wanted us to be just like him.

He wanted me to take accounting but that's not my dream. I'm having a hard time convincing dad that, accounting is not my thing but still I convince him more and later on he agree in one condition make him proud.I love my dad so much. I am a daddy's girl. I wanted to be just like my dad.

When I arrive at the church. I find a perfect chair. Marami na ang tao sa simbahan. Ang mga staff naman nito ay abala sa pag prepare sa misa.

Sa kalagitnaan ng seremonya ng pari. Pinagmasdan ko ang isang bata na tantya kong nasa pitong taong gulang. Madungis ang kanyang damit at madungis rin ang kanyang mukha ngunit nangingibabaw parin ang angking kagwapohan nito. Napakacute nito.

Singkit ang kanyang mga mata, matangos na ilong, makapal na kilay, manipis na labing mapula, bilog ang kanyang mukha at maalon ang kanyang buhok.

Nagulat ako sa kanyang gagawin akmang dudukotan niya ang isang mama mabilis ko namang dinakma ang kanyang patpating kamay. Namilog na napalingun sakin ang kanyang mga mata. Mababasa ang takot at gulat sa kanyang mga mata. Marahas niyang inalis ang aking kamay sa kanyang kamay at dali-daling tumakbo. I flinch on what he did.

Seriously how can a seven years old boy can do that?

What gotten on this earth? Even if they are in the church they  still commit crime.

I really feel bad to that boy at the young age he can commit crime like that maybe he had rough life that's why he do that. I focus myself worshipping the lord.

Pagkalabas ko sa pintoan ng simbahan my familiar akong tao na natanaw. I slowly move towards it.

It's him again?

Mas mabuting lumihis na lang ng daan para makaiwas sa kamalasan.

What? Magkakilala ba sila?
This is insane. Magkapatid ba sila? Kung magkapatid sila dapat biya turuan ng mabuting asal ang kapatid niya. Baka naman siya ang bad influence sa kapatid niya.