My Mother's Eyes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Classic move para hindi mahalata ang kaba. Sunod, sa mukha niya. Nakita kong bahagyang umangat ang isang kilay ni Mommy, siguro napansin niya ang konting eyebags ni Yhlorie—signs ng puyat at pagbabantay. Pero hindi niya iyon tinanong. Tahimik pa rin siya habang tinatandaan ang bawat detalye.

she bravely asked kahit ilang segundo na lang ay babagsak na siya nang tuluyan. "I said I'm not your mother!" Pareho silang napapitlag sa gulat nang sumigaw ito. Fear started to crawl into their skin as they watched her walk toward them. Ang mga mata nito ay punong-puno nang galit na hindi naman nila malaman kung para saan. Those eyes were very familiar to them. Those were the eyes she had whenever she looked at other people. With murder.

It's like I am at the forest, the fog is making the ambiance feels heavy. I am wandering around, trying to look around me because this is unfamiliar to me. But I still manage to walk around the forest. And I saw a woman with red eyes. We have the same eye color, her eyes almost looks exactly as mine. That surprises me, why there's someone that is same eye as mine. Does it mean, she is from the north? Like my mother. "You can turn off your eye, just calm down." She said and gently caressed my eyes.

Nakangiti ang mukha ni Mommy ang nakikita ko ngunit ang mga mata niya ay namumula, naluluha, nasasaktan. Natigilan ako.

Mestiza si Mommy so I think, I got my skin color to her. Monolid ang mata ni Dianne, katulad ng kay Mommy. Pero iyong sa'kin ay naiiba, hindi rin tulad ng hooded eyes ni Daddy because my eyes are hazel and almond shaped na bumagay sa maliit at matangos kong ilong.

I don't need to bother my group mates since hindi naman kami magdi-defense. Hinawakan ni Mommy ang aking pisngi. Bumaling ako sa kanya at nangunot ang aking noo nang mapansin ko ang pasimpleng panunubig ng mga mata nito. “Are you okay, Mom?” I asked in confusion. Ngumiti ito at bahagyang kinurot ang aking pisngi. “Wala. Miss ko lang ang Daddy mo. You have the same hazel eyes.”

I despise them. "Well done Young Lord EL." their heads gently bow while I check myself in the mirror. I could see my mother's dark gold eyes in me. The house has never been the same without her presence. "Fear and love does not walk together." I remembered her words one winter night as she cuddles me in front of the fireplace. Her dark brown hair was streaked with a few strands of gold, her skin glowed in the firelight and she had the brightest eyes I've ever seen. She always looked the same for as long as I could remember.

I sat on the chair and looked at myself in the mirror. Marahan kong pinaraanan ng aking daliri ang aking mga mata. My left eyes color was amber while purple on the right. I have the rarest color of eyes. My father was always praising me for having a different color of eyes because he said that not everyone was gifted to have this kind of eyes. I thought it is an advantage for me because I am different from the others, but I thought it wrong.

Hindi ko napigilan ang boses. Bahagyang napatalon si Mom dahil sa sigaw ko. Gulat at sakit ang makikita sa mukha niya. “You said it yourself. I got her eyes. Her green eyes.” Hindi nakasagit si Mom. Wala ring imik si Tanda. Nagtinginan silang dalawa. Napatampal sa nuo si Mom at nagsimulang tumawa. “And you find this funny?” I sneered. “Well it is.” Tumawa rin si Tanda. “You clearly misunderstood what you heard.”

Sa totoo lang, ang ganda niya. We have the same ng mata, though some says that my eyes is pretty unique. It's a rare shade of green with hazel brown near the pupil. They describe my eyes in a very hard way, but when I look in the mirror I only see green eyes. Not so dark but not so pale. Just green. At first, I was asking my mama kung kanino ko nakuha ang kulay ng mga mata ko, ang sabi niya sa papa ko raw na runner. Naniwala ako kahit walang ipinakitang picture man lang sa'kin si mama.