RMD VI

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"Who really are you, Celestine Abcde?"


Marahan ko siyang tinulak palayo sakin at hinila mula sakanya ang birth certificate ko. "I-I can explain," Nauutal na sabi ko at bahagyang napapikit. Ang tanga mo, self.


"You better do-"


"I know that you are aware that I came from Perseus, and we give out services like this," I fixed my composure after taking this short pause. Okay, you don't need to tell everything to this guy. "Where our lives are literally on the line," I looked at him in the eye at obvious naman na kanina pa niya ko tinatry tunawin sa titig niya. 

"We tend to give only our first or second name or even aliases, so that when we retire we will still be given the chance to live a normal life." What a dream but I'm not looking forward on that. "So please, I beg you: don't mention this to anyone especially your dad or my employer. I might lose my job and even my life." Tinitigan ko siya ng mabuti at hinihintay ang susunod niyang sasabihin or gagawin.


"Okay, I see." Maikli at malamig na sabi nito bago ako iniwan mag isa. Motherfucker, yun na yon?



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Lumipas ang dalawang linggo na hindi ako iniimik ni Mr. Rembrandt kahit sa Renford. Tuwing nasa penthouse naman ay nakakulong lang ito sa kwarto niya lalo na at may pinadalang files ang tatay nito para pag-aralan at gumawa ng pitch. Kung magkikita man kami sa sala ay may hawak itong libro at nagbabasa o di kaya may ka-conference business calls. Halos hindi rin kami nagsasabay kumain. Either magkahiwalay na delivery or take-outs.


Halos araw-araw ako natotorete. Hindi ko rin alam if he actually bought that reason. Truth be told since that night palagi na ako naka-amba sa baril dahil if things get derailed, I'd be ready to kill. Tutal naman that's my plan unang-una palang.



Lumabas ako ng kwarto at dahan-dahan naglakad papuntang sala nang sumalpok ako sa isang matigas na pader.


"Ay-anak ka ng shokoy," Tuloy-tuloy at gulat kong sabi habang nakapikit. For correction, dibdib pala ng shokoy.


"About that night," He took a pause to clear his throat. "I understand why you had to lie," Napalayo ako sakanya at tumingin sa kakagising lang nitong mukha. How did I know? Bed hair and kind of pufy eyes na lalo siya naging singkit.   "To fabricate your name or at least remove a piece you." Seryosong sabi nito habang nakatingin sa mga mata ko. Biglang bumigat muli ang dibdib ko dahilan para iwasan ko siya ng tingin. 



Ha, what do you know about removing a piece of me?



"Okay, thank you. I trust you in this," Mahinang sabi ko. No, I would not trust the son of the man who took not just a piece of me. I smiled at him sweetly at umamba nang aalis.


"And where are you going Ms. Sevierre?" Kunot noong tanong nito matapos akong ihead to toe na tignan at makitang nakapang-alis ako.

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