“Yalmar, if you’d be more reasonable and just get some rest or go home to your wife. Saka na natin pag-usapan ‘to kapag kumalma ka na.”
Yalmar did not like the sound of that one bit. Mabilis naman siyang napatayo sa galit. At tila nahulaan na ni Yves na may balak na naman magbasag ang kapatid ay agad na nitong binawi ang baso ng scotch na bingay nito. Yalmar just shoved it back to his brother before focusing his rage on his own father.
“Pinagsamantalahan niya ang asawa ko! Then he just went on with his life and walked free. I don’t need rest!” Mahigpit na napakuyom siya ng kamao. “I need to gut him from collar to crotch and watch him drag his entrails on the ground.”
What seemed to irritate him the most was how his father did not seem to care about his urgent concern. Nanatiling tahimik
