Bakit kasi trabaho ko pa? Wala naman akong ginagawang masama sa bruhildang 'yon ah? Bakit ba ang laki ng galit niya sa 'kin? Nagtatrabaho ako nang maayos at marangal. Nagtatrabaho ako para sa pamilya ko. Tapos sisirain niya nang ganun lang kadali?

Nanginginig ako sa galit. I am not just mad, I'm fucking furious, and scared... scared that I might end up as a failure and a disgrace to my family. Tangina, kahit anong trabaho hindi na ako tatanggapin pag lumabas ang pangalan ko sa account na nag post ng video na 'yon.

Fuck this life. What did I do to experience these?

...

Ken's POV

Dumiretso agad ako sa kwarto pagkatapos kong maligo. I didn't see Kael here but I saw the blanket on the bed and a box of condoms. I smirked while dressing up. This girl's libido is no joke.

Pagkatapos kong magbihis ay lumabas ako para hanapin siya. I saw the sliding door on the veranda open so I went there. I was about to call her name when I saw her sitting on the floor with her palm on her face, her shoulders moving and she was sobbing.

"Kael," nilapitan ko agad siya. "Anong nangyari?" Nag aalala kong tanong.

Nang mag angat siya ng mukha ay yumakap agad siya sa 'kin. Niyakap ko naman siya pabalik at hinaplos ang likod. She kept crying without talking so I didn't asked her questions for now.

Dumako ang tingin ko sa cellphone niya na nasa sahig din, thinking that it might answer my question. Inabot ko iyon at tiningnan. I gulped as I read the text and watched the video automatically playing.

I didn't know what to feel, it was mixed emotions. Nag aalala ako para kay Kael, natatakot dahil hindi ko alam kung ano ang totoo, at galit dahil sa mga masasamang salita na natatanggap niya.

"Ken..." She called while still crying. She sounded in pain.

"Hmm, nandito lang ako. Magsabi ka lang." I said with a soft voice. I kept caressing her back to comfort her.

"A-Ayokong mawalan ng t-trabaho," humihikbi niyang saad. "I can't lose my job. I can't lose my license. I can't..."

"I know, I know. Hindi mangyayari 'yon. Hindi naman totoo yun 'di ba?" I asked, hoping for a positive answer.

"Hindi,"

Nakahinga ako nang maluwag. "Then you will not lose anything. You both know the truth, kaya 'yon ang ipaglaban niyo."

"Yung trabaho ko... Hindi pwede..."

"Hindi, hindi mangyayari yun. If something happens, just tell me. I will do anything I can to help." I assured her. "Tara, balik na tayo sa kwarto. Magpahinga ka na muna."

Inalalayan ko siya papunta sa kwarto at pinaupo sa kama. Mabilis akong kumuha ng tubig at pinainom siya saglit habang kinakalma pa niya ang sarili. Pinunasan ko na rin ang basa niyang mukha, tsaka ko lang pinatay ang ilaw at kinulong siya sa bisig ko.

I know it's hard for her to be in this situation. Naiintindihan ko siya. I know she's the breadwinner of their family and it's very difficult and tiring to work. Tapos ganito pa ang mangyayari.

"Ken," she whispered.

"Hmm?"

"Sorry,"

"Bakit?"

She paused for a second. "It's not what you think... about the video."

I sighed. "I know, you don't have to explain."

"I have to," tiningala niya ako kaya niyuko ko siya. "It's not like what the caption says, hindi totoo 'yon. It was just the angle and the illusion that we're... that we were d-doing something." Umiling siya. "It's not like that. It was just the angle."

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