The Ruthless Man's Weakness

03

As I approach our two-story house, my heart swells with pride. The stone and wood facade exudes a sense of warmth and charm, inviting me to step inside and make it my own. The front porch greets me with a swing gently swaying in the breeze and a vibrant flower bed that adds a pop of color to the surroundings.

Entering the house, I am welcomed by the spacious open-concept layout on the lower level. The living room beckons me to unwind and relax, while the dining area bathed in natural light invites me to gather with loved ones for meals and conversation. The modern kitchen, with its stainless steel appliances and expansive island, entices me to explore my culinary creativity and host delightful gatherings.

As I ascend the staircase to the second floor, I am met with a sense of anticipation. The cozy bedrooms, each uniquely decorated, offer a personal sanctuary to retreat to at the end of the day. The master bedroom, with its en-suite bathroom featuring a luxurious soaking tub and a separate shower.

Our house is not that big. Masasabi kong hindi kami mahirap at hindi rin kami mayaman.

Kumbaga sakto lang. Yung may makakain kami ng tatlong beses sa isang araw. Our house has two story, sa taas ako nagkukuwarto. Sila mama at papa naman sa baba.

Nang matapos akong magshower at magpalit ay bumaba na kaagad ako sa kitchen. Siguradong naghihintay na sakin sila mama at papa.

“Mom, I'm here na po.” I said to call their attention. “Oh, here comes our beautiful unica hija.” my Father said with a gentle and sweet smile. I smirked at mom.

“Am I beautiful than mom, dad?” I answered teasing my mother. “Uhm, well. You're both beautiful so I could say, you're both pretty.” he said lovingly.

“Azaria, tigil tigilan mo ako diyan. Halika na rito at nang makakain na tayo.” nabaling ang tingin ko kay mama. “Opo, ma.” I answered as I sit on my chair.

Kaharap ko si mama while papa is beside my mom. I guess hindi sila naghihiwalay kahit tumanda sila.

“How is your school, baby?” my Father ask. “Okay naman po, dad. Uhm actually isa ako sa top achievers sa classroom namin.” saad ko. “Wow, that's good. Congrats anak. We're very proud of you.” my Father said with a proud voice.

“Syempre namana ng anak ko ang katalinohan ko.”  mom said rolling her eyes. We laughed. “Okay, okay. Hindi na ako aangal diyan sa sinabi mo, love.” sabi ni daddy na pipinipigilang ngumiti.

My mother just shrugged her shoulder before continuing to eat. Nagkakatinginan kami ni papa bago patagong tumawa.

According to my dad, mom is like a rebel daughter. Siguro dahil nagkahiwalay ang kanyang magulang. Kaya kapag sa paaralan lagi daw absent o di kaya ay skip ang ginagawa ni mommy.

Buti nga daw at mabait ang mga teacher nila noon kaya pinagbigyan si mommy na mag remedial. Natatawa pa si daddy pag nagkukwento siya kung ano ang buhay nila noon.

I stared at my parents. I can see how they truly love each other. I'm thankful that God give me my parents who are caring, loving, at syempre sweet.

Sana balang araw makahanap din ako ng magmamahal ng totoo sa akin. Yung unconditional love.

Pagkatapos namin kumain ay tumulong muna akong mag ligpit ng pinagkainan namin. Ako na rin ang nagbulontaryong naghugas ng pinggan alam ko kasing pagod sila pareho sa trabaho nila.

After twenty minutes, I went straight to my room and did my night routine. Pagkatapos kong maghilamos at magtoothbrush ay humiga na ako.

I was staring at the ceiling of my room nang naalala ko kung sino yung nakabangga noong hinahanap ko si Yanna. Who was that kaya?