Chapter 40 - ANTON

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The most awaited point of view. Lol. Hmm... =)

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Chapter 40

"Sorry, but you won't be able to father a child."

Parang bombang hinulog iyon sa harapan ko. The word hurting won't suffice. Naramdaman kong binitiwan ni Solemn ang kamay ko. Napatingin ako sa best friend ko at babaeng mahal ko. Walang emosyon ang mga mata niya pero nakita kong nakakuyom ang kanyang kamao. She's disappointed, alright.

"Thank you." aniya at tumayo na. Sabay kaming naapatingin ng doktor sa kanya. Nginitian ako ng matandang lalaki. Napabuntong hininga na lang ako.

"I'm not yet done speaking, Mr. Sylvestre." may inabot siyang gamot, "This might help. This is from my friend in America. There's no harm in trying." tumango nalang ako pero I'm not believing shit. Binulsa ko ang nasabing gamot at sumunod na kay Sol sa kotse ko.

"Giving me a big happy family huh? You're sterile, Raymond!" nanggigigil na saad ni Sol. Naramdaman ko ang pagkapahiya. Thiis girl is stepping on my already bruised ego harshly.

"Watch your words, Sol."

"Watch my words? Why? I'm just saying what's on my mind. And that is the truth that you're incapable." Sigaw nito at iniwan ako sa loob ng kotse.

I breathed, "Damn it,"

I dialled my secretary's number, "Yes, sir?" Bungad nito.

"Prepare the yacht."

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Habang nasa yate ay sinimsim ko ang alak na nasa kopita. I'm disappointed, really. I wanted to have a child with Solemn yet I can't.

Pabalya kong hinagis ang kopita sa kung saan kaya't nabasag ito.

Ililiko ko na sana ang yate nang may mapansin ako. Isang isla na parang mini city. Malayo ako pero kitang kita ko ang mga festival banners. With a smile on my face I called my secretary.

"I want you to bring Felipe here to get my yacht and bring it to my island. I'll text you the directions."

A few days later, nakita ako ng isang mangingisda. Sinadya kong tanggalin ang suot kong tshirt. It would be too obvious. My shirts are branded.

"Hijo, ayos ka lang ba?" I nodded.
"Anong pangalan mo hijo?"

"Anthon--" Anthony, I wanted to say. I thought of another name but nothing came up.

"Ah, Anton? Saan ka naman nanggaling?" Napaangat ang sulok ng labi ko sa 'Anton'. A new name wouldn't hurt.

"I-I don't know," pagsisinungaling ko.

"Putakte mukhang mayaman ata ito ah," he whispered to himself. I wanted to laugh but I didn't because that would be rude. "Hijo, you wan to kam wed mi?" Pilit na pag-iingles nito.

I smiled and nodded, "Sure--I mean, sige po."

The reason why I don't speak Tagalog out loud is because I'm not that fluent. And I sound stupid.

"Andeng! Andeng may kasama ako!" The fisherman called someone. I think it was his wife.

"Oh ang aga mo yata--Sino ka?" The woman asked me. I smiled. I'm liking the fact that they don't know a thing about me.

"Siya si Anton. Inakupo, wag mo na gaanong papagsalitain at inglisero!" Bulong yung dulo pero narinig ko parin. Napakamot ako sa ulo ko.

I should practice speaking tagalog while I'm staying here.

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