Alejandro Montalbo
NARAMDAMAN KO ang haplos sa aking balikat kaya napabaling ako para tignan si Mama na nakadungaw ngayon sa aking ginagawa. I don’t like staying at home, so I bring some of my work here.
“You know that when you bring work to the house, it won’t feel like home. Wala na rin yan pinagkaiba sa kompanya mo kung saan ka nagtatrabaho.” Umikot ito at umupo sa harapan ko. The silence of the backyard that stimulates my energy to work was blocked by my Mother. “Home should be a place where you can rest and comfortably relax. Hindi mo dapat yan dinadala rito sa bahay.”
I clasped my both hands together. She chuckled and looked away.
“Hindi mo pa rin nahahanap si Lucianda?” kaswal niyang tanong ngunit ramdam ko rin ang pag-aalala. A huge part of her concern is me.
“I’m still loo
