Chapter 28: Coming Back

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[Kurt's POV]

"To all passengers, please fasten your seatbelts. We are about to landing at Ninoy Aquino International Airport."

I'm back. Tatlong araw ang lumipas simula nung nalaman kong may sakit si Isabelle. I know that we both need space and time, but I can't afford to leave when I know that she needs me. My wife needs me.

Bumababa na ang lahat ng pasahero. I deeply breathe.

Wait for me, wife. I'm going to take care of you.

"Thank you for flying with us." Sabi nung stewardess. Pagkakuha ko ng mga bagahe ko, agad akong lumabas.
I'm so pissed of. Dapat ay kahapon pa ako nasa Pilipinas. Nadelayed ang eroplano ng 5 hours.

Pag katapos lahat ng check outs, agad akong lumabas at sumakay sa taxi. Ayokong magpasundo, dahil pag nagkataon, malalaman nila mommy na nag-away kami ni Isabelle.

"Saan po kayo, sir?"

"Sa may Luxury Heights po." Doon muna ako mag-iistay hangga't wala pang approval kay Isabelle na pwede akong matulog sa bahay namin.

"Nandito na po tayo." Hindi ko namalayan na naidlip na pala ako.

Traveling is quite tiring.

Inabot ko agad ang bayad at kinuha ang mga maleta sa compartment.

Pagpasok ko, kinuha ko sa front desk ang card ko. I bought a unit here nung bago bago pa lamang akong umuwi.

The moment I entered my room, my heart beats so fast. Her smiles, her childish acts, her imperfections.. I love all of that. Lahat sakanya, mahal ko. Pinuno ko ng portraits ang kwarto ko. And in every corner of my room, I can only see her. My life. I don't know pero matagal ko na siyang minamahal. Yeah, I'm good at hiding things – most particularly, my feelings.

I can still remember nung bata pa kami, we used to quarrel a lot. But even though lagi niya akong inaaway, I promised to myself that I will marry her someday.

"Hoy, payatot! Bakit ang pangit mo?" Tanong sakin nung anak ni tita Vivian, si Janine.

"Pangit ba ko? Baka ikaw?" Sabi ko sakanya.

Bigla siyang umiyak, "Waaah! Maganda ako!" Pagwawala niya habang patuloy ang pag-iyak niya.

Biglang lumapit si mommy samin, "Janine? What happened?" Nag-aalalang tanong ni mommy. I'm nervous, alam kong iba magalit si mommy lalo na pag binubully ko ang anak ng bestfriend niya.

"He called me ugly!" Pagsusumbong niya kay mommy.

"Wayne?! Is it true? Tinawag mong pangit si Janine?!" Galit na tanong ni mommy. I can't speak. Kasi naman, kahit magsalita ako, walang mangyayare. Kay Janine parin siya maniniwala. Tch.

"Don't ever say that! Siya ang pinakamagandang babae dito." My mom is like a child.

"Whatever mom. Basta ang alam ko lang, hindi ko siya gusto. If the time comes na I will find my ideal girl, she's definitely not that girl!" Pasigaw kong sabi sabay alis. I'm annoyed.

But she grew older, nakita ko kung gaano siya kaganda. Inside and out. Maraming nanliligaw sakanya. I admit, I'm jealous. I can't show my true feelings because of this goddamn ego and pride. Ayokong kainin ko lahat ng sinabi ko noon, but God! She's my dream girl. Hanggang sa nag offer si mommy sakin ng scholarship sa ibang bansa. I grab the chance para makapag-move on sakanya. But it seems like destiny is really inevitable. Pinauwi ako ni mommy at daddy, the day I returned back here in the Philippines is the day they declared our engagement.

F*ck. Why did she grew up this beautiful? She's like a Greek goddess of beauty, Aphrodite.

Akala ko magiging okay na ako pag nagpunta ako sa ibang bansa. Yeah, umuuwi ako yearly pero hindi ko siya nakakasama ng matagal. Ni hindi nga kami nagkakausap. But now, it's different.

Mapapangasawa ko na ang babaeng matagal ko ng pinapangarap at ipinagdarasal na sana makatuluyan ko.

That thought is killing me. Killing me with so much happiness.

Bago pa man kami ikasal, may nangyari na samin. It was unexpected, but I can't help myself. Babae siya, lalaki ako. I have my needs, but when it comes to Isabelle, everything is different. Walang mali pag dating sakanya. Lahat, tama. Hanggang sa ikasal kami, that's the most unforgettable and happiest moment of my life. But of course, problems come and go.. Pero si Isabelle, mahina pa sa mga problema. She's only 16.

And now, here we are. Separated from each other. But I know, we are really for each other. Kung hindi ba naman kami, ang tagal ko ng nawala sa Pilipinas.. In the end, naging asawa ko pa siya?

I'm just waiting for my driver, pupuntahan ko ang asawa ko. Kailangan niya ako.

In sickness, and in health... Until death do us part.

I will take care of my wife. Babalik na ako upang gampanan ang gawain ko bilang asawa. I will let her feel how much I love her.

I'm coming back, Isabelle. I hope you'll accept me again.

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[A/N]: 2 more chapters and then epilogue! Thank you for your unending support.

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