A Wife's Cry Novels & Stories

Lihim kong kinurot ang sarili ko, masakit. Unti-unting namuo ang luha sa mga mata ko at gaya ng eksena sa nobela. Hinayaan kong bumagsak ang mga luha. Tahimik akong lumuha, walang hikbi, walang reklamo. Just a broken wife. Exactly what they expected to see. “Look at her crying,” bulong ng isa. “She's really pathetic.” Napapikit ako. Pathetic? Ako? Excuse me?

"I respect that kind of courage. And more importantly..." Dahan-dahan siyang yumuko, inilapit ang kanyang mukha sa aking tainga hanggang sa maramdaman ko ang napakamainit niyang hininga na nagpadala ng kakaibang kuryente at panginginig sa buo kong katawan. "...I don't like seeing my wife cry over money," pabulong niyang dagdag.

Isang sampal ang dumapo sa kanyang pisngi, kasunod ang marahas na sabunot. “Wala kang kwenta!” sigaw ni Rico. Umiyak na lamang si Grace, wala na siyang nagawa kundi tanggapin na naman ang pananakit ng lalaking dapat sana’y nagmamahal at nagpoprotekta sa kanila. Samantala, sa kabilang banda, magaan ang gabi kay Bridgette. Kumatok si Wilfred sa pintuan ng kanyang silid.

Ani ni Leo na nasa labas ng silid. Napatingin akong muli doon sa mga lalaki. "Sila nga pala ang nagdala sa babaeng yan dito. Bilisan mo nga pala para magkabayaran na." He reminded me. Pumasok ako sa loob and found a blindfolded woman on the floor, her hands are handcuffed. Naalarma siya sa pagbukas ng pinto. "P-Please untie me!" She cried begging.

Namalayan niyang pumatak ang mga luha. Kahit mayroon siyang masayang pamilya. Hindi pa rin mawala ang pagtawag sa kanya ng ampon ng iba. At ang limang letra na 'yon ang patuloy na nagpaalala sa kanya na hindi niya tunay na kadugo ang mga kasama niya. "Hoy, bata." "Buksan mo 'to." Dahan-dahang nagmulat si Heather. Inalis niya ang pagkakasandal ng ulo sa haligi ng cubicle.

Umuwi siya ng condo niya. Baka tulog na ang asawa niya. Pagpihit ng seradura, madilim ang paligid. Walang tao? "Dahlia? Dahlia?" tawag niya sa asawa. BInuksan niya ang ilaw. Walang bakas na nanggaling ang asawa niya doon. "Nasaan na kaya siya? Dahlia? Dahlia?" Pumasok siya sa kwarto ng babae, wala man lang pinaghubadan doon si Dahlia. Malinis ang kwarto nito, at halatang hindi nanggaling ang babae doon. Umusbong ang pag aalala niya sa dibdib.

He was with a woman, her arm wrapped around him. The bar was still buzzing with music and lights but everything else faded away. My heart dropped and I could hear my own breathing louder than the crowd. Eva looked at me and I could see the shock in her eyes too. I tried to stay calm but the sight of my husband with another woman made my chest feel heavy. It was like a dream but a painful one.

I sighed, I hurt her again. Bullshit. Seeing her cry that time more than two weeks ago makes me want to take things back. It was too painful hearing her say those words. Damn. If only I could do something to stop her pain and just transfer it to me.. I'll gladly accept it. It sucks that I can't tell her how I love her. It sucks to keep things from her for her to be able to stay safe. It sucks seeing her cry because of me. It sucks seeing my wife cry because she thought that our son's dead where in fact, she's just cuddling with him in the swing.

Inisip kong mainit na yakap at matamis halik ang ibibigay niya sa akin ng salubungin ako ngunit kabaliktaran ang nangyari kaya na uwi sa ganitong sitwasyon. "Hush. Shh... Don't be. Don't be scared, I'm here..." I whisper while I caressing her back. She cry so hard and sob in my chest. I comfort my wife hugging her while she's crying. Caressing her back to stop crying. Fuck it! I don't have a choice listen in her sobs cause I don't know how to make her stop. We stay hugging each other for a moment.

My wife is fully aware and she initiated it. And though all the days that pass me by so slow All the emptiness inside me flows all around And there's no way out I'm just thinkin' so much of you There was never any doubt My eyes never left my wife. She is standing in near the altar. I can't see her eyes but I can feel that she's already crying. I am crying too. My son look up to her and said something. I saw my wife held Wyatt's hand while her other hand is gently caressing her big bump.