Patayo In English Novels & Stories

“Don’t cry. Where’s Macario? I thought you would bring Macario with you this time.” “He said he might follow tomorrow. He’s in Aurora now—a relative of his passed away.” Pat was still crying. “Papa! Please don’t die.” “I’m not going to die. Stop crying, I said. Don’t cry anymore.” “But you’re crying too.” "I'm fine, child. Don't worry about me. See? I'm even stronger than a carabao." Pat sniffled. "Wow, Pa. You really think that highly of yourself? A carabao? A goat, maybe."

"Ah, I'm buying vitamins for my cat. Remember, Maya? And I was on a vacation. I'm lucky that I'll be the only one who can see and find you. Many acquaintances are looking for you in the Philippines!" I was even more nervous at what he said and averted my eyes. "Just pretend you haven't seen anything and you don't know me." "Patry is looking for you." My world stopped spinning when I heard that from him. The effect of what he said made my heart beat faster. My emotions became mixed and I don’t know what to feel. Was it longing? No, I can't. I'm done with that phase. "Please come back to the Philippines, Kira ---"

How come Patricio has no idea about his sister’s best friend? "We hadn't met again after he picked up Paige in Baguio. When Paige and I graduated, he didn't attend. Paige said that her brother would not attend because the father of Paige was there, at kasama pa ang kabit." Harriet shrugged, and then her eyes grew bigger as she forgot that she spoke the words in the Filipino language. "Oh, I'm sorry… I mean—"

Bria growled sourly in my head. “Mom!” I glanced over my shoulder to see Remy trailing after me. Stopping, I waited for her to reach me. “Where are you going,” she asked curiously. “I, um, I was going to assist the Beta with the escort of some visitors,” I replied with reluctance. “You're going to find Mister Patomas?” She asked excitedly and I eyed her strangely. “Patomas is Styx's surname?” I laughed because it meant river in Greek. “River Styx, how interesting,” Bria snickered in my mind.

There is finally no hurdle for me. Just then, Theon, who was forced to work as his papers were piling up on his table suddenly called for me in a Facetime. His smile instantly greeted me as I answered. "Yes, babe?" I said as I arranged at his house. "You're my pahinga." "What's pahinga?" "It's a Filipino word. Means you are my rest. My comfort after the stressful and busy day." I blushed, rolling my eyes, "Ye understand who's teaching you words like that?"

Panting and sweating, she called the restaurant to ordered their food. _________________________ Author's Note: 1. Ate /æ:té/ - meaning sister. Usually put in before the name of an older girl/woman. 2. Alabang, Baclaran, Sucat - districts in cities located in the Southern part of Metro Manila 3. Kuya /ˈku:jə/ - meaning brother.

But Patricia just smiles at me, “This is what I do, I don’t expect any more than peace for my services.” I let out a small sigh of relief, “I have to ask a few questions, please?” They both nod with anticipation. “How is it that you speak English?” “What’s English?” Patricia questions, eyebrows engaging with the conversation, “The language you’re using. The one we’re speaking to each other.” “We’re speaking Skivak.” Everything must have different meanings around here. I can’t possibly be on Earth. My heartbeat echoes in my ears, steady but intense as if it were a thundering night.