Kreston Crown

Chapter 30

KUMUYOM ANG kamay ni Kreston ng marinig ang naiiyak na boses ni Sierra.

Ipinikit niya ang mga mata. "Don't cry please doudou," he begged when he heard her sob.

"I'm sorry sungit..." Nahihirapan na saad nito.

Kreston shook his head. "Don't be doudou. This isn't your fault but my biological father," Kreston sighed not wanting to talk about the man. "How are you?" Tanong niya sa dalaga.

"Okey lang sungit, ikaw? Pwede ba tayo may video call sobrang miss na kita sungit. Ilang araw na kitang hindi nakikita," malungkot na anito.

Kreston chuckled. "Sure, doudou."

Binuksan niya ang camera ng cellphone niya.

"Ang gwapo mo parin sungit," mahina itong tumawa na nagpangiti sa kanya.

"Can you open your camera too? I want to see you."

Natahimik ito.

"Doudou?"

"Ahm... Sungit pwede bang next time na lang—"

Kreston frowned, the huch that something isn't right is becoming more evident. "But I want to see you," he cut her off.

Ilang beses niya nang tinanong ang mga kapatid niya na pasahan siya ng picture ni Sierra, pati na rin mga kaibigan niya pero ni isa walang nagreply.

When he asked for Rosh and Kronack to install a camera inside Sierra's hospital room they didn't do it.

"Sungit kasi—"

"C'mon, doudou... The last time I saw you was when you left me in the hotel..." pumikit si Kreston ng maalala ang huling pag-uusap nila ni Sierra.

Narinig niya si Riot na nagpaalam na lalabas. Then he heard Sierra took a deep breath and sigh.

"Sorry for leaving that day sungit without explaining what's wrong. I was hurting and was not really ready to talk about it."

"I'm sorry for hurting you. I don't know what I did wrong but I'm sorry," Kreston raked then pulled his hair in frustration using his fingers. "Tayo parin naman diba? You don't have plan on breaking up with me? Please tell me no doudou."

"Sungit naman..." Suminghot ito. "Tayo parin. But," she paused and took a deep breath, "it did crossed my mind—"

"Why?" Mariing naipikit ni Kreston ang mata dahil sa sakit na bumalot sa puso niya. Damn.

"I overheard you talking with tito Nolan..."

Kreston stilled and remembers the conversation he had with uncle Nolan in the kitchen the evening of his brother's engagement.

"Sierra it's not how you think it is—"

"Can we talk about it when you come back, sungit? Babalik ka naman diba? Pagbumalik ka sabihin mo kung bakit," putol nito sa kanya.

Nagbuga ng hangin si Kreston at napahilamos ng mukha.

"Of course I will. It will take a while but will you wait for me?" Tanong niya habang nag-iisip ng mas magandang paraan para mas mapadali ang pagbalik niya ng Pilipinas.

"Please sungit huwag mong sabihin na dekada talaga ang kailangan kong hintayin?" May himig na takot sa boses nito.

Kreston frowned. "Who told you that?"

"Si topakin."

"That bug," Kreston tsked. "No— not a decade. But maybe week."

"Maghihintay ako sungit. Pero huwag naman dekada."