Charlie Mendoza
“If you don’t feel well –"
I shushed Dasha by putting my index finger on her lips. “I’m fine, okay? Don’t worry about me. Matulog ka na muna…”
Bumuntong-hininga siya ngunit tumango rin. Marahan kong hinawakan ang kaniyang ulo upang makasandal ito sa aking balikat. The plane’s taking off now. Mahaba pa ang biyahe namin pauwi ng Pilipinas.
When the family Rasmussen and Doc. Robert gave me the permission to go home, kumuha kaagad ng ticket ang mga magulang ko pabalik ng Pilipinas. Nauna nang makauwi ang mga magulang ni Dasha pati na rin ang kaniyang mga kapatid. Nagpaiwan naman siya para samahan ako at sabay kaming makauwi.
I kissed the top of her head and closed my eyes. There were so many things happened in the span of few months, but I knew she’s still the one I want.
