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Elizabeth Revajane Marin "Mama, anong oras na po? Papa is still not here." Sabi ng anak ko. Nag-aalala ako para kay Sico dahil kagabi, sinagot ni Kua ang tawag ni Zeym. Sico was sleeping beside us last night. Napagod siya kakalaro nila ni Kua but other than that, galing rin siya sa pag rescue sa nangyaring aksidente doon sa St. Paul Street. Kaya pagod na pagod ang katawan niya. Kamusta kaya sila ni Zeym? "Let's go anak. Your papa cannot make it today," sabi ko. Nakita kong nalungkot ang mukha ni Kua. Napabuntong hininga ako. Since napapadalas ang pagdalaw ni Sico sa bahay, mas lalo lang nasasanay si Kua sa presensya niya. Ang hirap niya na tuloy ilayo sa papa niya dahil sobrang close na sila these days. "Pwede naman sigurong si tito ang maghatid?" napatingin kami sa nagsalita, at