Chapter Fifteen
Life was hard in La Union, a province far north of Metro Manila where Aida brought Soraya and Ricky to the house of her relatives. The house was located in a remote township in the province where people were mostly farmers, planters of rice and corn. Their only source of contact to the outside world was a small transistor radio. But this too was useless `because all mainstream communication was under government control. But through trickles of news from the underground sources, the have at least an idea about the horrors suffered by those considered as “enemy of the state.”
Ricky and Aida worked in the fields together with Aida’s folks. By early evening all lights were out. Sometimes they could hear gun shots. They were also witnessed to sporadic skirmishes between the government troopers and the rebels.
Soraya stayed inside the house most of the time. Her time to give birth is near. She tried to be strong, to get by and move on with her life after leaving Manila.
But the look in her best friend’s face was breaking Aida’s heart. She knew, she felt the pain in Soraya’s heart. Knowing Soraya’s her long moments of silence, her sad smile, her blank stare. Her stifled cry deep into the night.
Soraya gave birth to a still born child. The child, a girl, did not survive Soraya’s long and hard labor, aided only by Aida and a local “midwife” who came late due to her distant location.
The experience left Soraya damaged and devastated. She was told she could never bear a child again.
Three months later, they left La Union. Their situation was becoming precarious with the increasing deployment of military personnel in the area.
They settled n Bicol province, in Southern Luzon , in the small farm of Aida’s maternal folks.
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