JANIYA'S P. O. VPANAY ANG TAWA NAMIN NI MAMAY HABANG MAGKATULONG KAMING NAGLULUTO SA KUSINA. And of course, nagkwekwentuhan din kami. Marami-rami lang kaming lulutuin ngayon dahil bukod sa miss na miss ko na ang mga luto n'ya, gusto n'ya rin daw ipatikim sa mga anak ko ang luto n'ya."Baka kasi sakaling kapag natikman nila ang luto ko, baka hindi na sila umalis. Baka gustuhin na lang nilang dumito at mabuo ang pamilya n'yo.” Sinundan pa ni Mamay ng paghagikhik 'yung sinabi n'ya. Hindi ko naman s'ya masabayan dahil hindi ko talatang gustong mangyari 'yung sinabi n'yang 'yon. I still don't like the idea of staying here with my sons. Isa pa, wala ang "pamilya" na sinasabi ni Mamay na mabubuo. It just doesn't exist. Pero kahit na gano'n, hindi na lang ako nagprotesta dahil ayokong masira ang mood. Hinayaan ko na lang s'yang isipin ang mga gusto n'yang isipin. Besides, ngayon na lang kami nagkita ulit at ayokong magtampo pa s'ya.Habang nagluluto kami, rinig na rinig ang tawanan ng mga a
JANIYA'S P. O. V"GUSTO N'YO BA, I-TAKE OUT N'YO NA LANG 'YUNG MGA NALUTO NATIN? SAYANG NAMAN 'YON. GUSTUNG-GUSTO KO PA NAMAN MATIKMAN NG MGA BATA ANG LUTO KO.” Napabuntung-hininga na lang ako dahil sa sinabi ni Mamay.Nandito kami ngayon sa salas habang naghihintay sa pagdating ni Ryuu. Hindi pa rin lumabas si Strike at Giulia; pero wala na akong pakialam sa kanila.We had been talking about the meals we had prepared, the feast that had been interrupted by the arrival of Giulia, the woman who had stormed into our lives like a whirlwind of anger and jealousy. The aroma of adobo, the tangy sweetness of sinigang, the savory richness of kare-kare, still lingered in the air, a reminder of the normalcy we had been trying to reclaim, the life we had been trying to rebuild. Pero ang buong akala ko na matitikman ko na ulit 'yon ay naudlot pa. All because of that witch Giulia. Pati ang kasiyahan ng mga anak ko ay naputol din nang dahil sa immaturity n'ya."Mom," Chase, the eldest of the tripl
JANIYA'S P. O. VHINDI KO NA HALOS NAMALAYAN ANG MABILIS NA PAGLIPAS NG MGA ARAW. I was busy proofreading my article when suddenly, a call came. And to my surprise, it was Strike, his voice a mixture of concern and desperation."How's our sons doing?” bungad n'ya agad pagsagot ko pa lang sa tawag. Hindi man lang ako nakapag-"hello" muna.Napangiwi ako. Hanggang ngayon, hindi pa rin ako sanay tuwing sinasabi n'ya ang mga katagang "anak natin" o iba pang kagaya no'n."They're… fine. Thanks for asking. Medyo matamlay lang sila. Hinahanap ka kasi,” pag amin ko."Oh, hell. Really?” Biglang naging puno ng pag aalala sa boses n'ya. He really had change. Lagi ko na s'yang kinakakitaan ng emosyon. Hindi na gaya ng dati na laging blangko 'yung ekspresyon n'ya.Tumango ako bilang sagot kahit hindi naman n'ya ako nakikita."Saktong-sakto. I was just about to ask you if… if you could drop by again? Kahit ipasundo ko na lang kayo.”Napakagat-labi ako."B-Bakit? Anong meron?”"Nothing. Wala naman.
JANIYA'S P. O. VPAGKATAPOS NAMING KUMAIN, DUMIRETSO NA AGAD ANG MGA BATA AT SI STRIKE SA TAAS PARA MAGLARO. NAIWAN NAMAN AKO KASAMA NI MAMAY DAHIL NAG-VOLUNTEER AKO NA TULUNGAN S'YANG MAGLIGPIT.As of Giulia, hindi ko alam. Baka umalis na. Sana nga, umalis na.Pero mukhang hindi talaga ako malakas kay tadhana. Kahihiling ko pa nga lang na sana talaga wala na s'ya, 'eto at bigla na naman s'yang sumulpot mula sa kung saan. Mukhang sinakto n'ya pa na umalis si Mamay saglit.Hindi gaya ng kanina na nakangiti pa s'ya kahit peke, now her face is contorted with fury, her eyes blazing with a mixture of jealousy and hatred, stood before me, her voice a venomous hiss that sent shivers down my spine."I'm glad, alam mo pa rin naman pala kung saan ka nababagay. Somehow, marunong ka pa ring lumugar,” sabi n'ya.Napahigpit ang hawak ko sa hinuhugasan kong plato dahil parang gusto ko nang paliparin 'yon at pag-landing-in bigla sa mukha n'ya."What again this time, Giulia? Ano na namang lagim ang pi
JANIYA'S P. O. VMAGDIDILIM NA NANG MAGPASYA AKONG UMUWI KASAMA NG MGA BATA. No'ng una, ayaw pang pumayag ni Strike dahil gusto n'ya na sa mansyon na lang kami magpalipas ng gabi. Pero syempre, hindi ako pumayag dahil bukod sa alam kong lalong ikapuputok 'yon ng butse ni Giulia ay nakapangako na rin kasi ako kay Ryuu na lalabas kami at sabay-sabay na magdi-dinner bago dumiretso sa sea side para sandaling maglakad-lakad bago tuluyang umuwi.As we prepared to leave, Giulia, her face a mask of fury, clung to SV's arm like a possessive vine. Turns out, hindi pala s'ya umuwi kanina nang 'palayasin' s'ya ni Strike. Mukhang nagtago lang s'ya sa kung saan at wala na lang nagawa si Strike nang malaman na nandito pa rin pala ang babaeng over obsessed sa kanya.Her eyes, burning with jealousy, darted between me and the children, her voice a venomous hiss. Kahit hindi s'ya nagsasalita at tahimik lang, ramdam na ramdam ko ang lakas ng negative energy n'ya. Daig pa n'ya 'yung multo na ligaw ang ka
JANIYA'S P. O. V"I JUST DROPPED BY TO LET YOU KNOW THAT… WE'RE LEAVING IN TWO DAYS. AKO AT ANG MGA BATA. BABALIK NA KAMI SA KUNG SAAN TALAGA KAMI.” Binalot ng nakabibinging katahimikan ang living room ng Mansion de Castillejos matapos kong magsalita. The old house was really a testament to a bygone era, seemed to echo with the weight of decisions yet to be made. SV sat across from me, his face etched with a mixture of sadness and a hint of desperation. The triplets, oblivious to the tension, were engrossed in a game of building blocks, their laughter a stark contrast to the somber atmosphere."Bakit… Bakit biglaan naman yata?” halos pabulong na tanong n'ya.Umiling ako. "Hindi 'to biglaan, Strike. You know that. Hindi 'to biglaan.”Hindi ko na binanggit sa kanya 'yung nangyari no'ng araw na paalis na sana kami ng mga bata pero hinarang n'ya kami. Kahit naman hindi ko banggitin 'yon, alam kong alam na n'ya."I'm just starting to get to know my sons. Hindi pa nga ako nakakabawi sa kan
The insistent buzz of her phone ripped Janiya from a dream of sun-drenched beaches and turquoise waves. She blinked, disoriented, at the bright screen illuminating her face. It was Mamay, her mother, the name flashing across the display. Panic seized her as she fumbled to answer.“Janiya, baby, oh God, it’s Cameron! He fell down the stairs!” Mamay’s voice, usually a comforting melody, was a frantic, choked sob. Janiya’s heart plummeted. Cameron, the youngest of the triplets, her mischievous, adventurous little brother. The image of his cherubic face, his bright, curious eyes, flashed before her. “Mamay, what happened? Is he okay?” she choked out, her voice trembling.“I don’t know, honey! I was in the kitchen, and then I heard a thump, and then Cameron was just… lying there. I think he hit his head. I called the ambulance, they’re on their way, but…” Mamay’s voice trailed off, a heartbreaking whimper replacing the usual strength in her tone. Janiya’s mind raced, a whirlwind of fear
Janiya's fingers fumbled with the phone, her heart a frantic drum against her ribs. "SV," she choked out, her voice a raw, ragged whisper. "It's Cameron... he fell down the stairs. Mamay said he hit his head."The silence on the other end stretched, a taut, agonizing thread. Janiya could almost hear SV's breath hitch, the sound amplified by the silence. Then, a deep, worried sigh. "Janiya, I'm so sorry. I'm on my way to the hospital now. What did Mamay say? Is he okay?""Okay? How can he be okay? He fell down the stairs! You're supposed to be watching them!" Janiya's voice cracked, the dam of her composure breaking. Tears streamed down her face, hot and stinging. "How could you be so reckless? You're supposed to be a father! You're supposed to be responsible!"SV's voice, usually a soothing balm, was laced with concern and a hint of frustration. "Janiya, calm down. I'm on my way, I'm going to be there as soon as I can. Let's not fight right now, okay? We need to focus on Cameron.""Fo
1 month later… JANIYA'S P. O. VThe courtroom was a symphony of whispers and hushed conversations. The air crackled with tension, a palpable energy that vibrated through the room. Giulia, the woman who had orchestrated the accident that had nearly taken my life, sat before the judge, her face a mask of defiance. "Your Honor," the prosecutor began, his voice a steady drone. "The evidence is clear. The defendant, Giulia, acted with malice aforethought, deliberately causing a car accident that resulted in serious injuries to the plaintiff, Janiya.”He recounted the events, the meticulous planning, the calculated actions, the chilling indifference to the potential consequences. I sat in the witness stand, my heart a heavy stone in my chest, reliving the terror of that fateful day."The defendant," he continued, "has shown no remorse for her actions. She has exhibited a complete disregard for the law and the well-being of others. She is a danger to society and must be held accountable fo
JANIYA'S P. O. VThe air crackled with anticipation, a symphony of laughter and whispered secrets. The sun, a benevolent witness, bathed the garden in a golden glow, illuminating the scene with a warmth that mirrored the love that pulsed through the air. It was my wedding day, a culmination of a journey filled with heartache, healing, and ultimately, a love that had triumphed over every obstacle.My reflection stared back at me, a vision of happiness in a white gown that flowed like a gentle waterfall. My heart, once burdened with pain, now swelled with a joy so profound it threatened to spill over.Earlier that day, as I stood before the mirror, my hand resting on my swollen belly, the doctor had uttered the words that had sent a wave of pure bliss through me. "Congratulations, Janiya," he had said, his smile mirroring the joy that illuminated my face. "You're going to be a mother of four.""Four?" I echoed, my voice filled with disbelief and delight. "Are you sure?""Absolutely," he
JANIYA'S P. O. VOras matapos ang naging pag uusap namin ni Ryuu, si Strike naman ang hinarap ko. The hospital room, once a sterile haven of recovery, was now transformed into a haven of love. The air was thick with the scent of lilies, their white petals mirroring the crisp white sheets that enveloped me. My body still bore the scars of the accident, my spirit felt stronger than ever.Strike sat beside me, his hand gently holding mine. His eyes, filled with a love that could melt glaciers, held mine captive."Janiya," he began, his voice a soft melody that resonated deep within me. "You know, I've been thinking..."I chuckled, a light, tinkling sound that echoed in the quiet room. "You're thinking again? Baka maubos na braincells mo n'yan, ha?” I teased, my voice laced with affection. "Anywats, what's on your mind?"He smiled, a smile that could rival the sun's brilliance. "Well, I've been thinking... about us.""About us?" I echoed, a playful eyebrow raised. "You know, I've been th
JANIYA'S P. O. VPag alis ni Strike ay dumating din agad si Ryuu. Hindi ko alam kung tinawag ba s'ya ng una, but whatever happens, I'm glad that he's here. Para maayos na ang lahat once and for all. Ryuu sat beside me, his hand resting on mine, his eyes filled with a warmth that soothed the ache in my heart."Janiya," he began, his voice soft and gentle. "I'm so glad that you're awake now. At masaya 'ko na nakakabawi ka na ulit ng lakas mo kahit papaano.”Ngumiti ako ng tipid.I squeezed his hand, tears welling up in my eyes. It felt like an eternity since I'd last seen him, since I'd last felt his presence."Ryuu," I whispered, my voice hoarse from disuse. "I… I have something to say. M-May gusto 'kong sabihin pero hindi ko alam kung paano ko sisimulan. I'm… I'm aso sorry. I'm so sorry for everything."Agad na kumunot ang noo ni Ryuu. Parang nagtataka s'ya sa mga sinasabi ko."S-Si Strike,” banggit ko. "He's… He proposed.”Suddenly, his smile fade. Kitang-kita ko rin kung paano bigl
JANIYA'S P. O. VThe hospital room was a haven of quiet, the only sound the rhythmic beeping of the machines monitoring my vitals. Strike sat beside me, his hand resting on mine, his eyes filled with a tenderness I hadn't seen in years. "Janiya," he began, his voice husky with emotion. "I know you're awake now. I know you can hear me."I squeezed his hand, a wave of warmth spreading through me. It was strange, this feeling of comfort, of safety, in his presence. It had been so long since I had felt this way.He talked about the weeks we'd been apart, the fear, the uncertainty, the overwhelming love he felt for me. He talked about the triplets, their constant chatter, their innocent faces filled with longing for their mother.Sinabi n'ya rin kung ga'no s'ya nagsisisi ds mga maling nagawa n'ya at sa lahat ng sakit naiparanas n'ya sa akin. He apologized for everything, his voice thick with remorse."I know I messed up, Janiya," he said, his eyes pleading. "I know I hurt you. But I never
JANIYA'S P. O. VThe sterile white ceiling seemed to mock me, a stark reminder of my predicament. My body felt like a leaden weight, each breath a struggle. I was trapped, a prisoner in my own mind, watching the world go by from a distance. The weeks blurred into one another, a hazy tapestry of whispered conversations, hushed footsteps, and the constant hum of machines. I knew they were there, hovering over me, their faces etched with worry, their voices filled with hope. Strike, Ryuu, Mamay, my father, his new family, even my best friend, they all came to visit, to tell me stories.But I couldn’t respond. I couldn’t even open my eyes. I was a ghost, a silent observer in a world that seemed to be moving on without me.One day, a familiar voice, gentle and laced with concern, broke through the fog. Ryuu. He was sitting beside me, his hand resting on mine.“Janiya,” he said, his voice soft. “I know you can hear me. I know you’re in there.”He spoke of the triplets, their laughter echoi
The hospital room was a sanctuary, a haven of quiet calm amidst the storm that had ravaged their lives. Janiya sat by the window, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the sterile white walls. She watched the city unfold below, a bustling tapestry of life that seemed to mock the stillness of her own world. Two weeks had passed since the accident, two weeks since the world had almost ended for her. She had been given a second chance, a miracle that had left her reeling, her heart a fragile vessel, her mind a swirling vortex of emotions. She had woken up to a world of love and support, a tapestry of faces that had become her lifeline, her anchor in the storm. Her mother, Mamay, her unwavering rock, her source of strength and unconditional love. Her triplets, her reason for being, her tiny miracles, their innocent eyes reflecting a love that transcended words. And then there was Ryuu, his presence a constant in the chaos, his love a quiet, unwavering force that had held her
Parang nag-aapoy ang hangin, puno ng tensyon, isang nakakakuryenteng pakiramdam na mabigat sa paligid. Ang ambulance bay, na karaniwang magulo pero kontrolado, ay naging parang digmaan, isang kumukulong kaldero ng galit at lungkot. Si Ryuu, galit na galit, ay nakatayo lang ilang dangkal ang layo kay SV, nakakuyom ang mga kamao, at nag-aapoy ang mga mata. “Tanga ka!” sigaw niya, parang ungol ang boses niya. “Ikaw dapat ang nagbabantay sa kanya! Ikaw dapat ang nagpoprotekta sa kanya!”Si SV, maputla at payat, puno ng guilt at takot ang mga mata, ay hindi umatras. “Hindi ko alam,” nauutal niyang sabi, halos pabulong lang. “Hindi ko nakita ang trak. Napakabilis ng pangyayari.”“Hindi 'yan dahilan!” Singhal ni Ryuu, lumapit pa siya, amoy na amoy ang dugo at pawis sa hangin. “Ikaw dapat ang nasa tabi niya! Ikaw dapat ang nag-iingat sa kanya!”“Alam ko, alam ko,” pagmamakaawa ni SV, nakataas ang mga kamay na parang sumusuko. “Pasensya na. Pasensya na talaga.”Pero parang bato ang tainga ni
Ang hangin parang nag-aapoy, puno ng hilaw na emosyon—kalungkutan, galit, at desperasyon. Ang ambulance bay, na karaniwang magulo pero kontrolado, ay naging parang digmaan, isang kumukulong kaldero ng galit at lungkot. Si Ryuu, galit na galit, ay nakatayo lang ilang dangkal ang layo kay SV, nakakuyom ang mga kamao, at nag-aapoy ang mga mata. “Tanga ka!” sigaw niya, parang ungol ang boses niya. “Ikaw dapat ang nagbabantay sa kanya! Ikaw dapat ang nagpoprotekta sa kanya!”Si SV, maputla at payat, puno ng guilt at takot ang mga mata, ay hindi umatras. “Hindi ko alam,” sabi niya, halos pabulong lang. “Hindi ko nakita ang trak. Napakabilis ng pangyayari.”“Hindi 'yan dahilan!” Singhal ni Ryuu, lumapit pa siya, amoy na amoy ang dugo at pawis sa hangin. “Ikaw dapat ang nasa tabi niya! Ikaw dapat ang nag-iingat sa kanya!”“Alam ko, alam ko,” pagmamakaawa ni SV, nakataas ang mga kamay na parang sumusuko. “Pasensya na. Pasensya na talaga.”Pero parang bato ang tainga ni Ryuu. Dahil sa galit,