Marahan kong binuksan ang pinto ng kwartong inuokupa nina Maria at Maxwell. I am hoping na sana ay nandoon pa sila. Dahan-dahan akong pumasok sa loob. I sat on the bed and I cannot help but to get in tears. Hinawakan ko sa kamay niya si Maxwell.
“I’m sorry buddy…” bulong ko sa bata. “Tatay is so sorry about the mess earlier.”
I cannot help my tears from falling. I wonder why on earth I was able to make this beautiful life without even knowing his existence. My son is a part of me that I will not deny to everyone.
I held his hand once more and kissed him in the forehead.
Mahal na mahal kita, anak. I silently uttered.
“Anong ginagawa mo dito, Miguel?” It’s Maria coming out from the bathroom. Bagong paligo ito at may nakapaikot pang towel sa ulo nito.
“I am just che
