Novel & Cerita Crying In Silence

Tahimik at walang ingay na iyak. Silent tears is the highest pain and the loudest cry of every girl . . . Napatakip ako sa aking tainga dahil pakiramdam ko nagpaulit-ulit ang kanilang mga ungol sa aking pandinig. "T-Tama na, please . . . T-Tama na . . ." Umiiyak kong pakiusap habang nakatakip ang aking mga kamay sa aking magkabilang tainga. "T-Tama na. Ang s-sakit na . . ." Paulit-ulit ko itong sinasambit ng hindi ko namamalayan. Walang tigil sa pag-iyak, walang tigil sa pakikiusap.

Parang buong buhay niya, she was trusting something that had been silently failing her without warning. Her lips trembled violently. "Hindi... hindi to pwede..." she whispered shakily, her voice cracking in the middle. "I thought I was healthy..." And just like that, her voice broke completely. Tears spilled out of her eyes like a dam finally collapsing. At first, silent lang—small drops slipping down her cheeks—but within seconds, it turned into broken, uncontrollable sobs. Her shoulders shook violently as she covered her face with trembling hands, trying to hide herself even though there was nowhere to run.

Minsan kailangan din nating maisip at ipagpahinga ang ating utak. Pain is the only thing that's telling me im alive. Someday this pain will be useful for me. Diko namalayan na umiiyak na pala ako. every silent cry i been all this years The loud shout that no one can hear. The ears was covered because of fear And the eyes that was blurred because of tears. A facade that you have been wearing Guess you forgot why you're hurting You just smile through the pain But you're having a hard time to keep yourself sane

Ngayon niya napagtanto na sa gilid pala siya ng kama nahagis no'ng lalaki kanina. "Anyone. . . I-Is anyone out there?" She tried to call for someone, but the silence was complete. There was nothing else that could be audible apart from her own breathing. That was why she was shrewd enough to know that, wherever she was, crying out for help would be futile. Still, she never ceased in pleading to free her. "Pakiusap. M-Maawa kayo. Palabasin ninyo na ako dito!" Her voice echoed throughout the room. And, again, she got nothing—not even a single response. She wanted to get up, but her frail frame impeded her. She felt anguish with every movement she made.

“Why did she choose to do that? Why did she do that when she had me? When I needed her?!” My words came out in pieces, torn apart by sobs. My chest hurt so much I could barely breathe. The room fell silent except for the sound of my cries—raw, painful, desperate. And in that silence, I could feel it… the unbearable truth sinking in, tearing at the deepest part of my heart.

Napaangat s’ya ng tingin sa binata ng hulihin nito ang baba n’ya. “Why are you crying? May masakit ba sa’yo?” Instead of answering his question, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around his waist. She gently buried her face into the side of his neck, holding on to him tightly. And there, without a word, she cried quietly on his shoulder. No loud sobs—just silent tears, her body trembling slightly as she let all her emotions pour out.

His voice broke and then he started crying. Silas is crying like a lost kid. Yumuyogyog ang blikat nito at mahigpit ang pagkakayakap niya sa akin, ayaw bumitaw. I am trying to calm him but he cried more and sobbed harder. Sa bawat haplos ko sa likod niya palakas ng palakas din ang mga hikbi niya. His cries filled the room again. Hearing him cry like this is so painful to hear. I felt that he's crying something out of his chest. He's hiding some pain na ngayon niya lang nailabas.

I also hugged and cried silently, hinayaan niya lang ako hanggang sa kumalma na ako. “It’s okay to cry, Indie. Sometimes, you just have to let it all out para maging magaan ang pakiramdam mo. It’s not a sign of weakness, okay? I know that you’ve your silent battles at alam kong malalampasan mo iyon. Hindi ko na aalamin pa kung bakit gano’n kung umasta si Isabelle, basta pagkatapos no’n naisip ko na gusto kitang alagaan.”

madiing sabi ko. “Crying is not a sign of weakness. Crying is for strong individuals who are fighting a silent battle inside them. Even if you cry in front of me, still, you are the toughest and strongest woman I know since childhood.” Nakangiting lumapit sa’kin si Benj, nakasuksok ang dalawa niyang kamay sa bulsa ng jeans niya. Pabiro niyang inilapit ang balikat niya sa mukha ko. “I am here, you can lean of my shoulder.”

Nakayuko siya sa screen kaya 'di ko makita ang itsura niya. "Ako dapat ang unang nakaintidi sa'yo. Ako dapat ang unang dumamay sa'yo ng panahong kailangan mo ng pagsasabihan pero 'di man lang kita inalala. Lahat ng mga ginawa mo sa akin at kay Griffin. Sorry, sorry kung tinalikuran kita, Alistair..." patuloy pa rin siyang umiiyak dahil ang kanyang boses ay nagiging ngarag na. "A-ayos na iyon, Tiny. Matagal naman na niyon. Maayos na ako. May baby na nga ako. Kaya 'wag mo na intindihin niyon." pagpapakalma ko sa kanya.