Araw-araw na lang akong bumabangon na inaabutang nakatitig nang mabuti si Gene sa'kin. At first, I find it creepy pero nasanay na rin ako dahil hobby na niya yata 'yon. "Why are you here again, Gene?" I asked him with my sleepy voice.
"Just watching," he replied.
"Lumayas ka rito kung ayaw mong......" Hindi ko na tinapos ang sasabihin ko dahil agad akong tumakbo papunta sa bathroom para sumuka. "Hey, are you okay?" nag-aalalang tanong ni Gene sa'kin habang hinihimas 'yung likod ko.
Hindi ko siya sinagot dahil masama pa rin 'yung tiyan ko. What's happening to me? Am I sick or something? "Sagutin mo 'yung tanong ko, Kate. Why are you vomiting early in the morning?" he asked again.
"I don't know, okay?" tanging sagot ko.
"Let me get you some water. Stay here and don't you dare moving your ass out from here," he demanded. Mabilis siyang lumabas sa bathroom at nagtungo sa table
[Ivana's]Four Years Later......“Mommy....... mommy....” Agad akong lumingon sa likod ko no'ng narinig kong may tumatawag sa'kin.“Awww. Why are you sitting on the floor, Tyler?" I asked my three-year-old son when I saw him sitting in the cold marble floor. Instead of standing, he giggled and extended his arms telling me to carry him. ”Carry mommy. Carry little Tyler."Umiling-iling na lang ako tsaka ko siya binuhat mula sa sahig. Tyler is my biological son and yes, his father is no other than Gene Marcus Carter. I was so lucky that I didn't die that night dahil may tumulong sa'kin. The person who helped me told me that Tyler and I barely made it but luckily, he performed first aid before some people came to help. Mayaman 'yung tumulong sa akin dahil no'ng gabing iyon ay agad akong ni-refer sa U.S gamit ang kaniyang private jet. I'm so lucky that a doctor was onboard with us dahil agad niyang na-detect na b
[Ivana's]"Good morning! My assistant told me that you wanted me see me. How can I help you?" I greeted him with a bright smile pestered on my lips. I can't let him see that I'm struggling to deal with his intimidating presence."Kate," pag-uulit niya habang nakatayo malapit sa pinto. I just frowned and pretended that I don't know what he's talking about. "Are you alright? My name is Van Perez and I heard you want to buy some of our paintings?" I asked him.Tulala pa rin siya kaya lumapit na lang ako at mahinang kinalabit ang kaniyang braso. Instead of recovering from his shock, he just hugged me tightly. Mahigpit an kaniyang yakap na para bang sabik sa sabik siya. Dahil sa yakap-yakap niya ako ay rinig na rinig ko ang malakas na pagtibok ng puso niya. What does it mean? Ano ba ang nais niyang ipahiwatig?"Kate. Kate. Kate," paulit-ulit niyang sambit. Nakabaon ang ulo niya sa aking balikat kaya hindi ko
[Ivana's]"Mom, why did you go home early?" tanong ni Tyler sa'kin no'ng umuwi ako. Sinadya kong agahan ang pag-uwi para matawagan si Mr. de Guzman. I need to talk with him regarding what had happened today."It's because I want to see you so bad," I lied. Buong araw kasi akong wala sa sarili at pauli-ulit kong iniisip ang nangyari noong umaga kaya umuwi na lang ako. "Don't you miss me, baby?""I miss you too, mommy. So, where's my magazine?" pag-iiba niya sa usapan."Go and get that paper bag," turo ko sa paper bag na nakalagay sa couch sa harap namin. Tumakbo naman si Tyler at agad kinuha ito."Your magazines are inside. Check them out, baby." Noong pauw
[Ivana's]"What took you so long, Van?" bungad sa akin ni Dianne noong pumasok ako sa gallery. She's giving me a grin and I'm not liking it. What's happening here?"Why? Is there something wrong?" tanong ko. Bumuntong-hininga siya at tinuro ang visitors' lounge sa'king likuran."What?! Why is he here this early?!" gulat na tanong ko kay Dianne pero hininaan ko ang boses ko para hindi marinig ni Gene. He's reading a magazine that's why he didn't notice my presence, at least not for now."I don't know. He's already standing in front of the main door when I came to open the gallery," aniya. He did send me a text last night pero hindi ko naman alam na mas maaga pa siya kaysa sa akin. "And he bro
[Ivana's]“You look absolutely stunning. Didn't I tell you to wear something that will make you ugly?" he said as he quickly scanned me from head to toe. My brow raised because of his statement.Nandito siya sa labas ng bahay para sunduin ako. I told him not to come but he insisted kaya hinayaan ko na lang, I don't want to argue with him again."I can wear anything and still look gorgeous, Mr. Carter," I boasted. A few seconds later, he burst into laughter making me raise my brow on him. "You good?" I asked, pissed and unhappy."I didn't know you're quiet proud, Van," he uttered while grinning from ear-to-ear. Alright, he's trying to mock me and it's pissing me off."Yeah, whatever. So, are we going or not?" Ayokong mag-aksaya pa ng oras dahil gusto kong umuwi ng maaga. I have to come back home early because we have plans for tomorrow."Sorry about that. Get in," he mutt
[Ivana's]“Mommy? Who was with you when you went out?" tanong ni Tyler sa akin habang pinapatulog ko siya.”I was with a client," I replied while combing his hair using my hand. Gene is just a client and it should stay that way, ayokong makahalubilo pa siya.“Hmm... Okay," inaantok na giit niya. Hindi ko masabing lumabas ako at kumain ng dinner kasama ang bastardo niyang tatay dahil wala pa siyang kaalam-alam.”Matulog ka na anak at maaga pa tayo bukas. Do you want our trip to be extended next weekend? No, right?" Palagi akong kinukulit ni Tyler na mag-beach dahil summer na pero busy ako sa trabaho. Mabuti na lang at pumayag siya noong sinabi kong tsaka na lang kami mag-bebeach kapag weekend na para wala akong trabaho.“Okay, mommy. Sleep na po ako, goodnight!" bulol na sambit niya. My son isn't used with speaking Filipino dahil sa lumaki siya rito sa Italy. Nakakaintindi siya at nakakapagsalita rin ng Filipino k
[Ivana's]“Yes, Mr. Carter. He's my SON," I quickly replied with a flat tone. I didn't hesitate to tell him that Tyler my son or he would start to suspect me. ”And thank you for looking out for him. I thought he was gone," I added.“Your son looks like someone," aniya habang tinititigan ng mabuti si Tyler. My knees went numb and I'm starting to ran out of breath because of panic. Pasimple kong pinaharap sa akin si Tyler upang hindi makita ni Gene ang kaniyang mukha nang matagal. ”Sino nga ba ang kamukha niya? He really looks like someone but I can't tell who," dagdag pa niya.Napalunok na lang ako at tumawa ng peke. “Why do people always think my son looks like someone? Hindi ikaw ang unang nagsabi niyan," kinakabahan sambit ko. Dyusko, h'wag naman sana siyang manghinala. I h
[Ivana's]Hapon na ngayon pero inaalala ko pa rin `yung sinabi ni Tyler sa akin noong umaga. He said he wants me to marry Gene because he wants him to be his dad. Totoo namang mag-ama silang dalawa pero hinding-hindi ako magpapakasal sa isang Gene Marcus Carter. Ang galing talaga ng taong `yon na magmanipula, kinuha niya agad `yung loob ni Tyler sa una pa lang nilang pagkikita.“Mommy! Mommy!" rinig kong sigaw ni Tyler habang naglalaro sa dalampasigan. Hinayaan ko muna siyang maglaro roon kaysa naman sa kukulitin na naman niya ako tungkol sa pagpapakasal kay Gene. He thought it's easy to just marry someone but I understand him because he's still innocent. Maiintindihan din niya kapag matanda na siya.”Don't go in the water, okay?!" pasigaw kong sambit. Gumagawa siya ng sand castle doon at ako naman ay tinatamad kaya nakasilong lang ako rito sa tabi. Konti lang ang tao ngayon kaya malaya si Tyler na naglalaro.“Okay,