CHAPTER 29.2

Wow. That was the only word that we uttered when we finally saw the barrio Kutitap from the hill we were standing at.

I never been into provinces before kaya manghang-magha ako sa mga nakikita ko ngayon. Everything was green. The smooth breeze was chilly yet fresh like you can actually smell the grass pulp. And the few roughly built huts were almost ten meters apart.

"Ang ganda," I heard Pen mumbled.

"Yeah but still we are covered with mud. Para tayong mga taong-putik nito," reklamo naman ni Lovely.

I let a soft chuckle. Tama s'ya. Balot na balot kami ng putik. I bet my clothes inside my backpack were also wet already because of our mud fight earlier. But, bakit kaya? Bakit kaya hindi ko magawang mabahala at mag-alala? I should be worrying now, right?

"Ito yung tamang panahon para sabihing, ‘ah, this is life’," madramang sambit ni Psalm matapos ilagay an