Seeing You Again

I woke up early today. I haven't even receive any call or text from mom for this entire week. Maybe she wasn't ready for my plentious questions to ask about her and my biological dad. My hand shivers everytime my mind mentions the reality. The truth remains agonizing. This feeling I haven't felt before made it even cruel for me. I persuade my self to do something, to search, to move first, and to battle against the pain. Yet neither of those can make me feel emotionally fine. My three half-brothers were the only left who truly care about me. Being at school is same as being in a cruddy container soaked with dirt.

"Good morning students of 11-Pink Diamond. Before we begin our class, I would like to introduce to you your new classmate. Come here and introduce your self." , our class adviser detailed. As you noticed or not, pink diamond may not be the most expensive stone in the Earth, but it has the rarest colors of the niche that makes it special. Just like us, we are rare that's why we are the highest and most treasured section. After our adviser talked, the new student entered the room that caught my attention because he looks very familiar.

"Good morning. My name is Uichi Haruto Saiua." , pagpapakilala niya dahilan ng pagtili ng mga kaklase kong babae.

OH.

MY.

G.

It was Ulkushi's younger brother.

"You may sit next to Ms. Tarazona." Mrs. Jocson avouched.

The F?! You mean makakatabi ko 'tong Mr. Masungit na 'to? Mas gugustin ko pang 'wag na. Baka barahin pa 'ko nito, nakakakaba. I was wondering if kilala niya 'ko. I want to break the silence but I don't know what to say to him.

"You." , he said unanticipatedly with his algid voice.

"So, natatandaan mo pala ako. What a surprise." , biro ko.

"What do you mean?" , he replied.

I smirked and said, "Kapatid mo si ate Ulkushi, right? Come on, you don't have to deny nor pretend."

"What?" , he asked once.

"May amnesia ka ba? We've already met last time, am I wrong? Sorry not sorry but I'm 101% that I'm not mistaken." , I stated.

"I mean, I don't understand Tagalog that's why I'm asking you what do you mean. Fool."

"Ako, fool? Fooling por yu, yie ha-ha-ha." , muli kong biro. But I didn't receive any respond from him. All I heard was his carking whisper.

"Kono josei wa kureijīdesu." (この女性はクレイジーです; means she is being insane)

"Wait, what are you saying? What does that mean?" , tanong ko.

"We've already met last time, am I wrong? Sorry not sorry but I'm 101% that I'm not mistaken blah blah blah." , sagot nito na ginaya-gaya ang pananalita ko't biglang ngumisi.

Hayst. Nakakainis siya. Kung hindi ka lang talaga gwapo, malamang kanina pa kita binayag. To relief my self, I decided to go to the library. Sana naman wala na 'kong makasalubong na mga ungas doon. But before I reach the entrance door, my phone vibrated from my hand that I was actually holding. Sh*t, don't tell me may urgent film schedule na naman ako, that's why I didn't answered the call. But the number called me again, that's why I answered it immediately. Baka pagalitan na naman ako ni Mrs. Sonnet kapag nag-ingay ang phone ko sa loob.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Ky."

"Oh, ate Ulkushi, napatawag ka? Nag-palit ka yata ng number?"

"Yes. Sorry sa istorbo, Ky. May Favor sana ako if papayag ka."

"Sige lang, ano 'yun?" , tanong ko.

"Pwede mo bang itutor si Uichi sa Filipino language?"

Y-you mean tuturuan ko 'yung bwiset na lalakeng 'yon? S-sa t-tingin mo pakikinggan ako ng Mr. Masungit na 'yon?! Hayst. Buti na lang mabait 'tong ate niya. Sineswerte na nga lang siya kase diyosa 'yung magtuturo sa kaniya.

"Seriously? Bakit ako ang naisipan mong mag-turo sa kaniya, ate?" , tanong kong muli sa kaniya.

"I decided na ikaw na lang ang mag-turo tsaka advantage din 'yon kase you go in the same class." , sambit niya.

"O sige, sige ate. No problem."

PERO.

ISA.

'TONG.

SERYOSONG.

PROBLEM.

DAHIL.

KATAPUSAN.

NA.

NG.

MGA.

KALIGAYAHAN.

KO.

"Hoy!" , biglaang tawag ng bruhang si Andy sa 'kin dahilan ng pagbaba ko sa telepono matapos magpasalamat ni ate Ulkushi.

"Isa din 'to sa dahilan ng hindi ko pagligaya eh." pataray kong bulong nang siya ay papalapit.

"What did you say?" , tanong ni Andy.

"So you are eager to know, hm? Sabagay, hilig mo naman makisawsaw sa buhay ng may buhay." , sambit ko sa kaniya.

"Well, I just want to remind you, hindi pa tayo tapos." , pagbabanta nito.

"Kung gusto mo ng papa, sige. Sa 'yong sa 'yo na 'yung biological dad ko. Tutal kailangan mong MAGPA-ARUGA dahil napaka-immature mo." , gigil kong salita sa kaniya.

"Hindi lang 'yon, Kyla. Sumosobra na kase 'yang confidence mo, see? Feeling queen ka pa din dito kahit alam mong anak ka lang sa labas."

"Inggit ka? Kawawa ka naman." , sambit ko ng may malungkot na pang-inis na tono.

"D*mnit, Kyla! Sinasabi ko sa'yo, hindi pa tayo tapos."

"Eh, kung gusto kong tapusin, hm? I can tell my brothers na sabihin kay daddy na patalsikin ka sa school na 'to as sooner as it is."

"You can't. Hindi mo alam ang kaya kong gawin, Kyla. I can reveal na dating parte ng sindikato 'yang step dad mo kaya siya yumaman ngayon."

"Matagal ng tapos ang kasong 'yan." , depensa ko.

"Wala kang alam, Kyla." bulong niya sa aking tainga at saka siya umalis.

Ano na naman bang kaguluhan ang balak niyang simulan? Bakit ba kailangan niyang ibunyag ang lahat tungkol sa buhay ko? Bakit kailangan niyang alamin ang lahat? Hanggang kailan pa ba siya lalamunin ng galit niya? Sana naman mabasbasan siya ng holy water at tuluyang mawala ang kademonyohan niya.