NAYA MALIA
“Why you still crying?” he asked coldly while looking at my shocked face.
“He's not your real father and you are not related to him,” he added while his eyes remain sharp and he looks behind me to see Mommy crying hysterically and this time he pointed his gun at her kaya lalong namilog ang mga mata ko.
Mabilis kong nahawakan ang baril at iniiwas sa direksyon ni Mommy kaya kita ko ang gulat sa mukha niya dahil sa ginawa ko at nanatili ko itong hawak at umiliing tila gutso ko itong agawin hindi niya ibinigay.
“N-No… not her…” I said with whimps and cries and I kneeled in front of him that surprise him and I look up at his face nang magsalubonng ang dalawa niyang kilay buhat ng nagtatanong na tingin sa akin.
“What are you doing?” he asked with the hint of madness. “Get up,” ma
