Euphorsine Thalia Belleza was raised to be prim and proper. Lahat ng kilos at galaw niya ay bantay-sarado mula pagkabata.
Thalia had a simple dream beyond every instruction given to her. Gusto niyang magmahal ng totoo, maging arkitekto, at magkaroon...
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Hinabol ko si Mrs. Valerio na kasalukuyang papasok na sa pintuan. I tugged her clothes gently to capture her attention.
"Ma'am, I think I'll stay for awhile," sabi ko habang naglalakad patungo sa kaniya.
Napatigil siya sa paglalakad. Her breath hitched. Hinarap niya ako ng may ngiti sa labi. Ngiting may bahid ng lungkot.
"Please call me Mom. It's not like I'm a stranger. You should practice that." Her shaking soft voice cracked into tears.
Napahinto ako sa reaksiyon niya. Nanuyo ang lalamunan ko habang kumikirot ang puso ko.
I cannot deny that I can feel that string that connects us two. There's a soft familiarity that I can't deny. Na para bang nadama ko na iyon, pero ipinagdamot sa akin. Para bang may sandali na narinig ko na ang boses niya. Parang naramdaman ko na noon kahit pa buong buhay ko wala siya sa tabi ko.
Or maybe, is it because she and I share the same flesh and it just tells that I've been in her womb and she has taken care of me very well during that small amount of time?
How can I not cry? Lalo na ngayon na kayakap ko na ang taong ipinagdadasal ko na makasama. All those silent crying while I was a child and all those silent prayers that I hoped someone will comfort me like this was finally answered.
How can I deny it? How can I deny that she is my Mom? Sapat ba na proweba ang mga naka-imprinta lang sa papel? Hindi pa ba sapat na nakikita, nahahawakan at nararamdaman ko siya? How foolish am I?
"Ma," I sobbed hard like a child.
She hushed me. Hinaplos niya ang likod ko habang naguumapaw ako sa lungkot at paghihinagpis. We lost a lot of years. We were parted in a cruel way.
I want to explain myself hard. Gusto kong sabihin kung bakit hindi ko kinayang maniwala agad. Gusto kong idahilan na paulit-ulit na akong niloko ng pesteng tadhanang 'yan, pero hindi ko nagawa. I cried silently.
Hinaplos niya ang buhok ko. Hinintay niya ang pag-iyak ko. I never felt so sure about something. This woman is my mother and not part of my body or my soul can deny it.
"Anak, tahan na,"
"I-I was, I was so scared to believe." I gagged on my words and I know I look like trash at the moment. My eyes were swollen with dried tears. My nose is so red and puffy.
"Huwag ka na umiyak. Tara na," she whispered and pulled my hand inside the house again.
Pagkabalik namin sa sala, inabutan ako ni Mom ng isang baso ng orange juice. Naroon din si Dad na kasalukuyang nakaupo kasama ni Trystan.
"Dito muna si Thalia, mahal," sabi ni Mama kay Papa.
He nodded calmly. "It's better if you stay here, anak. Mas mapapanatag kami ng Mama mo," sabi niya.
