Simula
Simula
"Hey, beautiful. Could you please help me scratch my back?" I stopped from sweeping the floor, glancing towards the old man sitting on the couch and watching television.
I just stared at him, refusing to come because of that pervert smile he was giving me.
"Come on, baby girl." He tapped the sofa. "Give your old man a scratch, I can't reach my back."
Gulping, I gave him an awkward nod. Inilapag ko ang walis sa gilid at inayos ang uniporme, marahang lumapit sa kanyang pwesto at nakita ang pagsunod niya ng tingin habang naglalakad ako.
I went to his back and lowered my body so I could help him scratch his back, when I heard him make a lusty moan.
"Oh, more, Varsha!" I shivered when he suddenly did that. I immediately withdrew my hand but he caught it, pulling it back to his back. "Why stop?"
"Sir..." I called calmly. "It would be inappropriate-"
"Inappropriate?" he scoffed, laughing. "It is your job to take care of me, woman!"
"Yes, sir." I nodded. "I know it's my job to take care of you-"
"Then, why are you refusing?! What is that attitude?!" he scoffed back.
"I am refusing to be harassed, sir," I explained formally, doing my best to keep my respect for him as an employer. "It is my job to look after you but it doesn't mean you have the right to harass me-"
"Are you fighting with me?!" His sudden harsh and loud voice made me stop. I blinked and looked at his eyes turning dark and demonic.
I was nervous. My hands were trembling but I looked at him intently and shook my head.
"No, sir," I said. "I was just telling you my right as an employee in this house."
"How dare you?! I paid you!"
"Yes, you did," I answered, "but you never paid my dignity as a person."
Matapang ko pa iyong sinabi, pinagmasdan ang galit na namuo sa kanyang mukha at hindi ko inaasahan ang biglang pag-angat ng kanyang palad at dapo nito sa aking pisngi.
Nabuwal ako sa lakas ng ginawa niya, tumama ang balakang ko sa may pader kaya kumirot iyon. My cheek stung. I knew I was going to have a mark after this.
"You are a bitch!" Dinuro pa niya ako. "I paid you so you'd take care of me and now?!"
Masakit man ang katawan ay sinubukan kong tumayo at ipaliwanag ang sarili.
"Sir-"
"Varsha, what the hell is happening?" Naiwan sa ere ang boses ko nang makita ang pagpasok ng babae kong amo kasama ang anak niya na kaagad na nagulat nang makita akong gano'n kaya dali-dali kong inayos ang tayo.
"Ma'am-"
"She was harassing me here, Annie!" the pervert exclaimed. "I was just asking her to help me scratch my damn back!"
"Ma'am, I was just-"
She raised her hand, stopping me from speaking.
"Don't talk, woman. I am not asking for your opinion!" she scoffed.
"But ma'am..." I trailed off. "I just wanted to-"
"No talking!" she hissed, "leave and clean the bathroom! How dare you talk back to us?! You are just a maid here! Don't act like you're too high because you aren't!"
Sumikip ang dibdib ko, gusto kong sumagot at ipaglabang muli ang sarili ko pero nahuli ko ang tingin ng batang inaalagaan ko. She was hiding behind her mom's back but she was peeking at me, her eyes gentle and innocent.
In the end, I decided to just calm down. Kahit sila ay mali at gusto kong ipaglaban ang sarili ay natanto kong walang mangyayari kung ganito ako. Baka mas ipitin lang nila ang passport ko at tuluyan na akong makauwi sa Pilipinas para makita ang pamilya ko.
"I am sorry." Nagpakumbaba ako at tumungo, walang imik na kinuha ang walis at tinapos ang ginagawa bago nagtungo sa banyo para maglinis.
The bathroom was smelly but it wasn't new to me, I was not disgusted anymore-thinking how long I had been working here. Kalat-kalat ang mga sabon, maraming mga damit na hindi nakahiwalay...kaya tahimik ko iyong ginawa. Pagod at nanghihina.
I proceeded to clean the toilet bowl and wipe the mirrors clean. I sorted clothes and folded them after cooking for the family I was working with.
"Varsh, there is food left here! Clean this up, we separated some for you!" sigaw ng amo kong babae sa labas ng kwarto kaya tumitig ako roon panandalian.
Separated some for me, huh?
Nang mapakinggan kong wala na sila sa may kusina ay roon na ako nagdesisyong lumabas para tingnan at maglinis ng pinagkainan, pero 'yon na lang ang pag-iling ko nang makita ang iniwan nilang pagkain para sa akin.
It was literally the head of the fish and nothing else, ang naiwan na lang sa kanina ay tira-tira sa kinain nila sa serving plate kaya bumuntonghininga ako.
It wasn't like I was expecting they'd spare me some food but it was better than nothing, right? Nilinis ko ang mga plato nila pagkatapos kong kainin ang tira at gutom na gutom pa man rin ay hindi na ako nagreklamo.
At least, may laman. Kaysa sa wala, 'di ba?
I was so tired when the night came and I was done with my housework. Tumitig ako sa basag na maliit na salamin na hawak at nilagyan ng langis ang sugat sa pisngi ko dahil sa pagkakahagip ng kuko roon ni Sir Andrew, ang matandang boss na binabantayan ko.
He wasn't sick, I was just tasked to look after him and the house dahil wala rito si ma'am at may pasok sa school naman ang anak nila.
I frowned when it stung. Namumula ang pisngi ko pero tumango-tango na lang ako sa sarili at inisip na makakauwi na rin ako. My lady boss promised me she'd give me back my passport next month so I was doing my best to do good here, but an emergency came from home and they needed me.
"Varsh, anak..." Nanay's worried voice filled my ear.
"Nay, napatawag ka?" tanong ko. "Kumusta po? Ang dialysis mo, ayos na ba? Pasensya na po kung nahuli ako sa pagpadala sa 'yo ng pera pampa-ospital."
"Ayos lang, Varsha, ano ka ba, anak..." she sighed. "Tumawag lang ako kasi gusto kong tanungin kung kailan ka makakauwi?"
"Nagpa-follow up po ako sa boss ko, Nay, kung kailan niya ibabalik ang passport ko pero wala pa po 'kong nakukuhang sagot mula sa kanya," mahinang sabi ko at napailing. "Pero tatanungin ko po ulit, bakit, Nay? May problema ba riyan?"
"Kasi nag-aalala ako sa kapatid mo," she said, startling me.
"Bakit, Nay? Anong nangyari kay Storm? Ang mga bata?" tuloy-tuloy kong tanong.
"Ayos naman ang mga pamangkin mo, anak," aniya, "pero si Storm kasi ay ayaw na alagaan ang dalawa. Nakausap ko ang asawa ng kapatid mo, si Marcus? Ayon at hinahanap siya, hinahanap daw n'ong dalawa pero..."
"Bakit..." I heaved a loud sigh as worry started creeping in. "I called her the last time, Nay. Humingi siya ng pera para daw sa mga bata, sinabi niya sa aking ayos at kasama niya ang dalawa kaya bakit ganito? Kailan pa siya hindi umuuwi?"
"Matagal na, anak," aniya. "Ayaw ko lang sabihin sa 'yo dahil ayaw kong nag-aalala ka at dagdag iisipin pero kasi ang mga apo ko...ang mga pamangkin mo, naaawa na ako."
Nangilid ang luha ko habang iniisip ang mga bata. The last time I saw the twins was way back when they were born bukod sa mga litratong pinapadala ni Storm and that was it, umalis ako kaagad para magtrabaho para sa dialysis ng Nanay, para sa kapatid ko, at para sa kambal.
"Ayaw kitang istorbohin, anak. Nalulungkot ako't kailangan mong magtrabaho sa ibang bansa para matulungan kami pero mas gusto kong umuwi ka na. Ayos na rin naman itong perang iniipon natin para sa dialysis ko."
"Nay..."
"Alam kong mahal mo ang pagtatrabaho riyan bilang tutor pero sana, sana makauwi ka." She sighed. "Nag-aalala ako sa kambal, kapag bumibisita ako sa mga Sandejas ay umiiyak sila."
Mabilis kong hinawi ang luha ko nang matantong nahulog iyon sa aking pisngi at binasa ang labi.
"Opo, Nay. Namimiss na rin kita at ang mga bata," bulong ko. "Kakausapin ko lang po ulit ang amo ko tungkol sa passport."
When the line was off, I felt so down. Ipinikit ko ang mata nang mariin at hinawi ang mga luhang nahuhulog sa pisngi bago tinipa ang numero ng kapatid sa telepono, pero wala akong sagot na nakukuha sa kanya.
It was either turned off kaya sumusubok akong muli pero pinapatayan naman niya ako ng tawag.
Noong dumating na ang babaeng boss ko at tapos ko nang asikasuhin at pakainin si Tasha, ang batang babaeng inaalagaan ko, ay tinawag ko ang atensyon ng boss ko na umiinom ng kape roon sa may balkonahe ng kanilang mansyon.
"Hello, ma'am," I greeted in my gentlest voice. Her strict and cold eyes looked at me coldly.
"What is it this time, Varsha?" she asked me, annoyed. "Aren't you finish with your whims?"
"I'd just like to follow up...about my passport, ma'am," mahinang sinabi ko. "My family had an emergency and I have to come home."
"Here we go again," she gasped. "How many times do I have to tell you that I would give it to you when the right time comes? You have a contract with us, Varsha!"
"I know, ma'am." I nodded. "I won't run away, I promise. I just want to ask if it's possible I could have ahold of my passport right now? I just have to fix some papers and go home."
"No," she said harshly. "There is no way I would be giving that to you! For all I know, you'd escape us-"
"I promise, I promise I won't!" I murmured and knelt in front of her. I could hear her loud gasps but I was so desperate I clasped her hand and held it tight. "Ma'am, I'm begging you, please."
"Varsha-"
"M-my family needs me!" I said desperately, my tears starting to falling down. "I-I swear, I swear I won't escape you. I'll fulfill my contract, I-I just have to get ahold of my p-passport."
"I said no!" she screamed but I kept on shaking my head.
"Ma'am, please...please..." I begged. "I'll do my best to work here for the rest of my remaining days, I just needed to-"
Nahulog ang panga ko at napaupo sa lapag sa gulat nang maramdaman ko ang init sa braso ko at mabilis akong napalayo at naiwas ang katawan nang matantong ibinuhos niya sa akin ang kape niya.
"I said no," she hissed while looking at me sharply. "I will not give you your passport." Tinapon niya sa gilid ko ang mug kaya nabasag iyon pero 'di ko inalintana ang sakit.
"M-ma'am-"
"One more word and I'll jail you, woman!" She pointed me with her finger. "I'll tell them you stole something from me."
"I didn't!" iling ko. "Ma'am, I would never do that!"
"But they'll believe whatever I say. You're just a poor maid from another country. No one would believe you." She shrugged, a devilish smile on her lips. "Shut up and don't say anything again or I'll let you rot in jail."
She still left me despite my begging. Nang mawala siya sa paningin ko ay nanghihina akong napaupo sa lapag. Sumisinghap at patuloy na nahuhulog ang luha, sapo-sapo ang brasong napaso sa ginawa niya.
"G-gusto ko lang namang u-umuwi..." bulong ko at napatungo, yakap ang sarili. "G-gusto ko nang u-umuwi..."
I didn't know how long I cried there in the middle of the night. I was shaking in the cold, nag-aagaw na ang pula sa aking balat dahil sa paso pero namamanhid na ako sa pagod, gutom, at sakit.
I didn't even know how I ended up here. Kung hindi lang para sa pamilya ko, hinding-hindi ako magtatrabaho rito. I should be practicing the course I finished but here I was...an OFW to an illegal employer.
I had scars from their abuse and harassment but I couldn't talk to the police because they had my passport. Gustong-gusto kong tumakas at lumayo pero naisip ko ang nanay kong nag-da-dialysis sa sakit niya, ang kapatid ko...ang kambal.
"Ate Varsh, are you okay?" When I heard that voice, I immediately fixed myself.
Nang lumingon ako at nakita si Tasha na sumisilip sa may terrace ay dali-dali kong hinawi ang luha ko at tumayo pagkatapos ayusin ang uniporme.
"Tasha!" I called with a small smile on my lips. "W-what are you doing here, baby?"
She walked closer to me, observing my face. I gave her another small smile to show her I was alright but just by the look of her face, I knew she wouldn't believe me.
"I'm sorry about Mommy, Ate Varsh," she said in a small voice.
"O-oh, it's okay, baby," malambing kong turan, lumuluhod pa sa harapan niya para pumantay ako sa mukha niya. "Ate Varsh is fine, don't worry. Why are you still awake, baby? It's late. You should be sleeping."
"I overheard what she told you, ate," she said and I sighed and nodded.
"We're sorry you had to hear that," lambing ko at hinaplos ang kanyang pisngi. "It's nothing, come on, I'll take you to your room. You have an early class tomorrow."
"I'm not sleepy, ate. Can I stay in your room tonight? I wanna give you something," malambing niyang sabi kaya nakuryoso ako pero hinayaan siya.
Isinama ko siya sa kwarto ko. Para 'di makita ng bata ang nangyari ay dali-dali akong nagbihis at nag-ayos ng sarili bago siya balikan at nakitang nakatitig siya sa mga frame sa gilid ng kama ko.
"Ate Varsha, is this your nephew and niece?" she inquired while looking at the photos of the twins on the frame. I gulped a little before answering.
"Yeah." I nodded, tumatabi sa kanya bago hawakan ang frame. "This is Sunny and this is Sky."
They were still so young there.
"Are they in the Philippines?" she asked. I nodded. "Are they the reason why you want to go home?"
"Tasha..." I called gently. "Yes but it's okay, I'm just gonna talk to your mommy."
"Do you miss them?" she asked me, and the glint in her eyes screamed innocence.
Bumalik ako sa picture at hinaplos ang picture doon at napatango-tango, nangingilid na naman ang luha kaya tumikhim ako.
"Y-yeah." I nodded. "I do. I miss them...a lot."
"Do you love them, ate?" she asked again and I nodded. Ibinaba ko ang frame bago akbayan si Tasha at haplusin ang buhok niya.
"I do, Tasha. I miss them so much and they need me so I want to go home," I murmured. "But going home does not mean I'll abandon you, hmm? I know you'll still find a better nanny than me."
She stared at me intently and nodded, smiling.
"Ate, have you eaten?" she suddenly asked kaya natigilan ako. Gusto ko sanang um-oo sa kanya pero biglang tumunog ang tiyan ko kaya natahimik ako.
"Sorry," tumikhim ako. "It's okay, baby. Ate has eaten-"
"Here!" I was shocked when she took something from her pocket and showed me a Ziploc with two cookies inside.
"Tasha..." My heart softened. "Thank you but that's yours. I'm okay-"
"No!" She shook her head happily. "I want you to take this, ate. You haven't eaten anything and you are hurt. I want you to eat now."
Naluluha ako habang nakatitig sa batang inaalagaan ko na ng ilang taon at nangiti dahil sa say ana ganito ang pakikitungo niya sa akin. Parang anak ko na rin ang batang ito, I basically raised her and that was why I was so attached to her.
"You have to stay healthy so if you see them again, you are as healthy and pretty as you are now," she said sweetly.
"Thank you, Tasha," I murmured gently and took the Ziploc she was giving me.
Binuksan ko iyon at kinagatan sa harapan niya.
"Hmm, this is delicious!" I chirped. "Thank you, baby. Ate Varsh is feeling energetic now."
"Really?!" Her eyes twinkled. I smiled and nodded.
"Yes, I'm strong! See?" I showed her my arm and pretended I had muscles, earning a small giggle from her. It made my heart jump.
"Yehey! Ate Varsh is strong! Tasha is happy!" she cheered and I chuckled, pinakagatan ko rin siya sa ibinigay na pagkain bago ako humalik sa pisngi niya.
"I love you, baby. Ate is really fine," I said. She looked at me again and I realized she wanted to tell me something. "What is it, hmm? You wanna tell me something?" malambing kong turan at haplos sa kanyang pisngi.
"I love you too, ate," she said, smiling and I nodded, looking at her eyes intently. "I don't want you leave but I don't like to see you sad, crying, and hurting."
"N-no..." iling ko at hinawakan ang dibdib. "I'm okay, Tasha. What you saw was nothing-"
"But Mommy and Daddy are hurting you," she murmured sadly.
"It's nothing-"
"No...no!" She shook her head at me. "I don't like hearing you crying, ate. I want you to be happy just like you are making me happy."
"Tasha..." I called her name when I noticed her eyes were swelling with tears.
"I am happy because you're here with me b-but I know you miss your family so much." She sniffed kaya ayaw ko mang umiyak sa harapan niya ay nahulog ang luha ko at dali-dali kong hinawi ang kanyang mga luha.
"Shh..."
"I want you to see your family because you miss them. You stayed long enough to help us here in our house, to take care of me, a-ate." Hindi ako nakaimik at lumuluha lang siyang tiningnan.
"I hope you won't get mad at me but I did something b-bad," she murmured and it stopped me.
"What?" I asked softly. "What is it, Tasha? Don't be scared, tell me."
"I..." She pouted and took the small bag she was carrying. "After hearing mommy screaming at you, I went to their room while they were sleeping."
Kumunot ang noo ko nang may kunin siya sa kanyang bag at umawang ang labi ko sa gulat nang makita ang inilalahad niya sa akin.
"O-oh my..."
"I t-took your passport, so you could go home to your family, ate," malambing niyang sabi at doon na mas bumuhos ang luha ko.
"Tasha..." I hugged her tightly and cried with her while her small arms were hugging me.
"G-go, ate. I won't tell Mommy," she whispered. "Go home now, g-go to your family. I love you and I want you to be h-happy."
"Thank you, Tasha," I whispered and kissed her head again and again. "I-I love you, baby. Thank you."
After tucking Tasha to bed, I didn't think twice in packing my important things. Tinawagan ko ang kaibigan kong kasama ko pag-uwi sa Pilipinas. She had been staying here for a while now, waiting for me, kaya hindi na ako nag-isip pa.
I didn't answer the calls I received from my employer. The next morning, we got the chance to fly back to the country and I was emotional.
"Thank you, Jas," I murmured in much appreciation while hugging my friend.
"Welcome, Varsh," she whispered and smiled at me. "Welcome home to us, I guess?"
Magkasama kaming lumabas ng airport at dumiretso kaagad ako kay nanay na ibinalita sa akin ng nangyari, kaya tinawagan ko ang kapatid at kinausap pero hindi lang kami nagkaintindihan.
"Storm..." I called loudly on the phone, "where the hell are you?"
"Oh, hi, sister!" she chuckled, sounding drunk. "Is it true? You're home? Welcome back, I guess?"
"Hindi ako nakikipagbiruan sa 'yo, Storm Raina," mariing sinabi ko na at ipinikit ang mata. "Nasaan ka? You have to see me now."
"O-oh, I won't." She chuckled more.
"Why did you leave the kids?" mariing sabi ko, ang puso ay mas bumibigat habang nagsasalita.
"Simple." She chuckled. "I'm just tired of sticking around with those loud-"
"How the hell could you say that to them?!" Humigpit ang hawak ko sa telepono. "You promised me, Storm! You promised me you'd-"
"Promises are meant to be broken, I guess?" She laughed lowly. "Why don't you just meet them instead of nagging me? Tutal naman ay nandito ka na? I guess you're responsible enough to take over for me?"
"Damn you, Storm." Bumilis ang paghinga ko. "Damn you..."
"Well, can't say no to that." Tumawa siya."But anyway, I have to go. My boyfriend is looking for me."
"No!" I exclaimed, "Storm! I'm not yet done talking to you!" I exclaimed but then what I heard next was the dial tone.
She hung up on me. Shit.
Nakalipas ang araw pagkarating ko sa Pilipinas, nalilito.
Gulong-gulo ako sa nangyayari. I tried checking up on them the last time and saw their father and it ended up to something else. Naipikit ko ang mata sa naalala at napailing. That was so wrong.
I was scared and nervous but I was thinking of Nanay and the kids.
It took me awhile to stay at nanay's place after that incident with him, contemplating about the rightful decisions I would make.
"Varsh," nanay called. "Please...ang mga pamangkin mo. Kailangan ka nila pati na rin si Marcus..."
Hindi ako nakaimik kaagad.
Napatulala ako sa kamay ko pero sa halip na tumanggi ay mas mahalaga sa akin ang kambal kaya kahit natatakot ay wala na akong nagawa.
Tumitig ako sa salamin at inayos ang diretso at itim na buhok. Nagsuot ako ng simpleng shirt at pants at siniguradong presentable ako.
Napasulyap ako sa frame na nakapatong sa tapat ng salamin sa bahay at nakita ang picture naming magkasama ng kakambal ko. Si Storm.
We had the same face, the same features. The same everything. They wouldn't know it would be me, right?
I heaved a deep sigh upon staring at the familiar gate in front of me.
You can do it, Varsh. You can do it.
Sighing, I pressed the doorbell and waited until I saw the shocked househelp.
"Ma'am Storm!" bulalas nila nang makita ako kaya nag-aalangan akong ngumiti.
"Hello," I greeted. "Nand'yan ba ang asawa ko? Ang kambal?"
Nagkatinginan sila at base sa reaksyon ng tinginang iyon ay kaagad akong kinabahan.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Hindi mo po alam, ma'am?" a familiar nanny asked me kaya napakurap-kurap ako.
"Alam ang?"
Nagsikuhan sila at ang isa'y napailing at pinapasok ako.
"Ikaw na lang po ang tumingin, Ma'am Storm," aniya at nagtataka man ay 'di ko iyon ipinahalata at pumasok sa mansyon.
"Ang mga bata?" I asked while looking around, trying to see if I could see the kids but they weren't here.
"Ay, wala po, ma'am," sagot n'ong isa, "na kina Ma'am Daru po kasama si Cookie."
I nodded slowly. Iniikot ko ang tingin sa buong bahay at binasa ang labi ko para kumuha ng lakas ng loob.
"A-ang asawa ko?" Nilingon ko sila na muling nagkatinginan pero tinuro ang hagdan.
"Nasa kwarto po, ma'am," aniya. "Ayaw po kumain, ayaw niya pong may pumasok sa kwarto. Baka magalit-"
"It's okay," I said and glanced at them. "Thank you." I gave them a smile and noticed the shock filling the hollows of their eyes.
'Di ko na pinansin iyon, umakyat ako sa hagdan patungong second floor at kaagad binaybay ang daan patungo sa kwarto niya. I was nervous and my heart beat loudly inside my chest as I touched the door knob.
"You can do it, Varsh..." I whispered to myself and closed my eyes. "You can do it."
It's not like it's the first time you see him, right?
Tumikhim ako, hinaplos saglit ang dibdib na nag-iingay ang puso at ikinalma iyon bago unti-unting pinihit ang seradura ng pintuan.
The cold air from the open aircon hugged my skin when I got inside. It almost made me shiver but my eyes kept on wandering around the room, looking for him.
"Marcus?" I called lowly, scanning the room for him, but suddenly, I heard something dropping.
Napatalon ako sa gulat at kaagad na napunta sa banyo ang tingin.
"Fuck!" I heard his voice from there. Tumakbo ako palapit, mabilis na sumilip sa siwang doon at kinabahan nang makitang napaupo siya sa lapag, medyo nakatalikod sa akin.
Hindi na ako nagdalawang-isip. I entered the bathroom and ran beside him.
"A-ayos ka lang?" I asked, kneeling beside him-only to end up with a parted mouth when I saw the white bandage covering his eyes.
"A-anong..." Mabilis siyang nakaiwas sa akin. He didn't say anything, kinapa-kapa niya ang gilid ng sink at hindi ako nakagalaw kaagad nang makita kung paano niya mag-isang alalayan ang sarili niya.
He touched the sink, pinapakiramdaman iyon habang tahimik na hinahanap ang daanan niya at nagmamadaling napatayo ako at nilapitan siya.
"M-Marcus-"
"Don't touch me," mariing sabi niya sabay hawi ng kamay niya sa hawak ko. "Fuck, I told them not to let anyone enter my room."
Napapalunok akong napatitig muli sa benda niya sa mga mata, mas naguguluhan.
"Marcus..." I called but he didn't answer me kaya muli ko siyang inabot. "Tulungan na kita-"
"Who the fuck are you?" malamig niyang tanong kaya natahimik na ako at 'di siya sinagot, sa halip ay muli ko siyang inabot dahil wala na siyang mahawakan at baka mawalan ng balanse.
"Don't fucking touch me!" he growled angrily and pushed my hand away.
"Let me," I told him, muling hinuhuli ang kamay niya. "I won't do anything, I promise. I'll just help you walk-"
"I can walk alone!" his angry voice roared, rejecting my help, but when I saw him almost bumping on the side of the door, I gently pulled him.
"Let me help you," I said and refused to let go when he tried dodging my help. "Ihahatid lang kita sa higaan mo tapos aalis na ako."
Hindi siya nagsalita pero hindi niya rin akong itinaboy na, ramdam na ramdam ko ang tensyon sa pagitan naming dalawa.
"Who the fuck are you?" he asked coldly. "Who the hell gave you the right to enter my room?"
"I'm, uh..." Napalunok ako. "I'm a nurse. I just wanted to help."
Hindi siya umimik pero sa sobrang tahimik ay dinig na dinig ko ang malalim niyang paghinga.
Luckily, he let me settle him on the bed. Pinaupo ko siya sa gilid ng kama at napatitig sa mukha niya, napansing may maliliit at pahilom ng mga sugat at ang kanyang mata...
What happened to your eyes, Marcus?
I wanted so bad to touch the white cloth wrapped in them but I hesitated and lowered my hand.
"I'll go," sinabi ko na lang bago tumayo. Tinitigan ko siya saglit at tumalikod para umalis pero malakas na tili ang lumabas sa labi ko nang basta na lang akong nakaramdam ng hawak sa pulsuhan.
He pulled me. Bumagsak ako sa kama at 'yon na lang ang panlalaki ng mata nang matantong nasa ibabaw ko siya at dikit na dikit ang katawan naming dalawa. I got a whiff of his perfume, and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest when I realized our faces were just a few inches apart.
"Who are you again?" malamig at mariin niyang sabi, his breath touching my lips.
"N-nurse..." I lied, my heart thumping loudly. "Let me go, Marcus," mahinang sabi ko at sinubukan siyang itulak paalis, pero mabilis niyang nahuli ang dalawang pulsuhan ko ng isang kamay niya.
He pulled my wrist above my head and pinned it, making me gasp.
"Marcus..." I called.
I caught how his forehead creased at 'yon na lang ang gulat ko nang tumungo siya. I was confused at what he was doing at first but I realized he as smelling me when the tip of his nose touched the side of my neck.
"Liar," mapang-uyam na bulong niya at unti-unting inilapit ang mukha sa akin hanggang sa magdampi ng bahagya ang labi namin. "You can't fool me...wife." He smirked darkly.
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