Even if I wanted to ask the housekeeper for help, I couldn't because I was afraid she would feel sorry for me. Maybe my parents will scold her, especially Dad. She's too old for that. I was out of breath when a strong wind blew while I was walking. The temperature is gradually decreasing every minute, that's why I hurried to walk even though I didn't know where to go. It was cold around and since I was only wearing a bodycon dress in the middle of the night I couldn't do anything but hug myself. Some people looked at me, I don't know if they're amazed or what while I'm almost freezing. Maybe there is an inn or a hotel nearby, I might just spend the night there because I don't have much money, I don't know if I can stay two nights so tomorrow I might plan what to do. My feet took me to a church. It was only a few kilometers away from our house and I finally felt comfortable while entering there. It's not big but the place is quiet. On the side there were two nuns kneeling so I did
"The baby is fine and safe, Sister. We were on our way home yesterday after we finished serving. Marky, even though he was afraid of blood, came earlier," said Lester, one of the sacristan who brought me to the hospital. Marky laughed and shook his head. Compared to Lester, it is more quiet and shy. "Of course I'm confused," said Marky and adjusted his round eyeglasses. He continued to look like a holy seminarian as Lester teased. He was wearing a white polo shirt and black pants. It was in good order and there was no mess. "Thank you for the help, I don't know how to pay you all. Thank you..." I said flashing a slight smile. Somehow I regained my strength to eat solid food earlier. I can go out this afternoon, just settle the bill. I still have money and Sister Inca and Sister Badeth downstairs are taking care of something so I don't have to pay anything, it's a public hospital. "That's fine, sister. The important thing is that you and your baby are safe," Artem said. This and
I lazily walked around the side of the church. Every now and then I bend down to pick up clutter. I can't do anything. The children are studying this morning and Mother Eralda, the nun superior, told me not to sleep. She said it's bad when I lie down all the time because my body can't stretch. They say that won't help if it's a normal delivery. It's five months before I give birth but they are taking care of me. From my room at the end of the first floor which used to be a dump, I was moved to a bigger room. Papa also installed the air conditioner there even though I didn't want it. It's cold there and the bed is soft so I almost don't want to open my eyes, I just want to sleep all day. A lot has changed, I used to not be able to pray. Now I can't sleep until I pray. It has become part of my day. Sometimes I join the children's choir practice, which is why I also like the worship songs. I even made a notebook where I am writing my everyday life. When the nuns took me to a recollect
I closed my eyes and reminisced about the past, the paradise where I grew up, where I formed dreams before everything turned into a nightmare. In a time when the morning is turbulent but happy, the night is quiet and peaceful. At the time only the stars were the witness of how many dreams I built. I slowly walked towards the front and slowly knelt down when I reached enough distance. I did not take my eyes off the altar while kneeling. I uttered a short prayer and stared at the altar once again. Its design has changed a lot. The former white and blue dominant colors have been replaced by gold and silver. The pillars that used to look old and about to fall down, are now brand new and beautiful. It was carved with images of angels and flowers. A slight smile suddenly appeared on my lips. Change is really bound to happen. Good or bad we must embrace the changes around us. "Lily, it's good that you came to visit, the children miss you so much..." I looked at Sister Inca who suddenly
It took us a while to get to where we were supposed to go because other employees had also arrived. We talked a little more because they were very happy with my son's presence. Carrying a large duffel bag containing Ken's necessities such as milk, a change of clothes and some toys we went to the office. Hailey came because we thought she would be late. "Mimi, work. Me, play. Go Mimi go!" I couldn't help but kiss Kendi's cheek while we both sat on the couch inside the office. She pointed to my desk where the reports from our three other branches were stacked. Once a month I visit them, I just focus more on the Manila branch because it is closer to us, I don't have to leave Ken. "My daughter is so kind! Because of that... What do you want for lunch?" Her face brightened even more and if she wasn't on my lap she would have been jumping for joy. I used to think it was a lie that they say that a mother is happy when her child is happy, but when I gave birth to Kendi, I proved that to
I was stunned for a moment before I completely recovered. I blinked and looked away. My heart beats constantly. Kendi, baby where are you? My feelings were mixed while continuing to search, I caught a glimpse of the buffet table, specifically a bulk standing near there. Almost four years... A lot has changed and her body is definitely one of them, if it was sexy then, now even more with a button-down long sleeve, it's a dish. "Sister, Kendrick has found Kendi, she is in the kitchen with Sir Rod," Erna immediately promised when she appeared next to me. One more glance and then I turned to go to the kitchen. I'm sure the father and daughter didn't meet because if it happened, Edmund would definitely confront me. But he did nothing but give me a blank but firm stare. I was almost half asleep when I got to Kendria who was with Tito Rod to get ice cream from the fridge. "Ken, baby... We're going home, okay?" I said softly as I reached her. We even had to accompany Kendrick home b
Kendi enjoyed eating the Black Forest. I'm just so thankful that she didn’t take it to heart because otherwise I don't know what I would do. "Oh how is Ken?" Kendrick asked on the other line. If he hadn't called, I wouldn't have known that he suddenly went to Texas. This guy and his mood swings. Sometimes he's normal, often abnormal. I glanced at Ken on the bed before walking out of her room. I tucked her to bed and read a story book so she fell asleep easily. "She's fine. How about you? Are you still fine brother?" That was supposed to be a light question but I heard him sigh heavily. "I don't know..." he sounds so tired. I don't know what he is going through. Even if he doesn't say everything, occasionally he slips up or voluntarily tells some details. "Brother, if you love you fight." "But you also said that sometimes it's not enough just to love." We were both silent. I remember saying that when he once asked me if I really loved my son, why did I deprive him of the whol
Always be polite with customers, I remember saying that as the cafe's number one rule and now I might take it back. "You don't look like a waitress because you look like my future wife," said one again. I cringed silently when he looked at my clothes but my mind was a bit preoccupied with something. Strike three! If it was just baseball they would have been kicked out. I'm wearing a mint green bandage crop top and high waist denim shorts. It was covered with an apron and I had a cardigan in my pocket in case it was cold. Some say that I don't look like a mother when I dress and I just want to ask them if mothers have a dress code. My heart is slamming hard against my chest. This traitor heart! His eyes were dark and hooded with an emotion I couldn't read. I immediately looked away from him when our eyes met. He looked kind of pissed, I don't know if I got it right coz his face is almost blank. I grinned at the teenagers. "I'm the cafe owner and I'm already married," I smiled a