The Mafioso's Wrath

CHAP 5

The sun is already setting, yet my prisoner is still unconscious. She had an oxygen mask strapped to her nose as she lay in bed to support her breathing. I still have no idea why she did that fvcking stupid thing.

I sighed, looking at her from the couch. The thought that she would act foolishly when she woke up prevented me from leaving when I wanted to walk outside for a smoke. Damn it!

"Fvck you . . ." I murmured and shook my head in disbelief.

Pagod kong isinandal ang sarili ko at walang emosyon na nakipagtitigan sa kisame. Wala pa mang isang araw na nagkakasama kaming dalawa ay masisiraan na ako ng ulo sa mga pangpapanggap niya. Literal na nakauubos ng lakas at pasensya.

Napahilot na lamang ako sa aking sentido bago marahang pumikit. Marahil sa pagod at kunsumisyon ay wala sa sarili akong napaidlip. Naalimpungatan na lang ako nang maramdaman ko ang paninitig sa akin ng kung sinuman.

Despite the fact that I knew she was now awake, I kept my eyes closed. I simply let her stare at me while anticipating her next move. Few minutes later, she stood up and started walking towards me.

"Tss! G'wapo nga, pangit naman ugali," she mumbled.

Ramdam kong nakayuko siya at pinagmamasdan nang malapitan ang mukha ko. Isang katahangan na naman na ginawa niya. Sa paglipas ng mga taon, lalo siyang naging bobo.

Ano ba ang tingin niya sa akin? Tulog mantika?

I took a long breath in and gradually opened my eyes. She drew away a little bit as I could see her eyes enlarging. Her pretense makes me want to laugh.

Kilala niya ako. Matagal kaming nagkasamang dalawa sa iisang bahay. Alam na alam niyang malakas ang pandama ko kaya bakit siya nagugulat ngayon?

"K-Kanina ka pang gising?" utal na tanong niya sa harapan ko.

I didn't bother to answer her obvious question. My eyes quickly looked at every inch of her. I checked to make sure she was breathing normally again before getting up from my seat and placing my hand in my pocket. I gave her a cold expression.

"The next time you want to end your life, simply ask me for poison so you don't bother anyone," I said.

Her mouth parted. "Hoy! Sinabi ko bang gusto kong mamatay? Ang sama talaga ng ugali mong lalaki ka."

"As far as I know, what you did was a suicide. A fvcking stupid suicide," I stated nonchalantly.

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Excuse me, Mr. Ruthless. As far as I know rin, sinabi mong kainin ko ang hinanda mong pagkain kung ayaw kong mamatay sa gutom. Well, alam ko namang mamamatay rin ako sa allergic reaction, pero siyempre mas maganda na iyong mamatay nang busog kaysa gutom."

My jaw clenched after hearing those words.

Bullshit.

"Non morirai in un giorno senza cibo. Stupida," I murmured and shook my head in disbelief.

(You won't die in a day without food. Stupid)

Irrah's eyes squinted. "Minumura mo ba ako?" she said. "Hindi ka lang pala masamang tao, madaya ka rin. Mag-Tagalog ka, magmurahan tayo nang patas," hamon niya pa.

"Stop it, woman. Just get back to bed and rest. Your food will be serve later," I cut off and turned my back.

Hindi pa man ako nakalalakad nang malayo ay naramdaman ko ang pagkapit niya sa laylayan ng suot kong damit. Sandali akong tumigil at walang emosyon siyang binalingan ng tingin. Umiiwas ang mga mata niya sa akin at paminsan-minsang kinakagat ang kaniyang labi.

I gritted my teeth and averted my eyes when my attention stayed on her lips.

"Hindi ko alam kung bakit galit na galit ka sa akin . . ." mahinang sabi niya, nanatiling naglilikot ang mga mata. "Kung sakaling may nagawa ako sa iyo . . . na nakasakit sa iyo . . . sana . . . sana magawa mo akong patawarin." Tumigil ang paningin niya sa akin, sinserong naninitig.

I didn't talk. I just looked at her eyes, at her face, as her words kept echoing in my ear. My cold expression didn't falter.

"So, you're now admitting that you are Irrah," I scoffed.

"Irrah naman talaga ang pangalan ko," nakanguso niyang sabi at bumitiw sa pagkakahawak sa damit ko. "Pero hindi talaga kita kilala," dugtong niya pa.

My jaw clenched. "Ako, kilalang-kilala kita."

Ramdam ko kung paano siya hindi naging kumportable sa kaniyang pagkakatayo. Umiwas muli ang paningin niya sa akin at marahan na pinaglaruan ang kaniyang mga daliri.

"Do I really look like her? Am I . . . your ex? Did I hurt you? I mean, the Irrah that you're talking about," she murmured.

Palihim akong napakuyom ng kamao. Unti-unti na naman akong nakararamdam ng galit sa babaeng nasa harapan ko dahil sa pagpapanggap na ipinapakita niya. I badly want to shoot her in an instant.

A smirk curved on my lips. I saw how fear consumed her when I moved closer. Slowly, I bent my head down and moved my lips near her ear.

"Don't worry, Irrah. I'll make you experience the same kind of suffering that I did, so you'll know how painful it is," I whispered.

I grinned when I felt her tense up. "Papatayin ko lahat ng taong mahalaga sa iyo. Isa-isa . . . hanggang sa ikaw na lang ang matira."

Mabilis niya akong itinulak pagkatapos kong sabihin iyon. Kitang-kita ko ang panginginig ng katawan niya at ang pamamasa ng gilid ng kaniyang mga mata. Hindi ko tuloy maiwasan na matawa.

"Look how scared you are," I mumbled, I couldn't hide my amazement at all. "You seem like a loving . . . how should I say it? Daughter?" I chuckled evilly and shook my head.

"Huwag kang magkakamaling idamay ang pamilya ko rito," matigas na sabi niya sa kabila nang panginginig ng kaniyang labi.

I licked my lower lip and ran my fingers through my hair. "Then give me the crest," I said seriously.

"Hindi ko alam ang crest na sinasabi mo. Kung alam ko man, hindi ko iyon ibibigay agad sa iyo. Hindi ako gano'n katanga para hindi maisip na kaya mo lang ako hinahayaang mabuhay ngayon ay dahil kailangan mo iyon sa akin," matapang na sabi niya.

I smiled in the back of my mind. Now, we're talking.

"Then the choice is yours. Nakakalimutan mo 'ata agad na hawak ko rin ang buhay ng mga magulang mo." My side lip rose when her eyes consumed fear again.

I slowly turned around and walked away, leaving her unable to speak. "Choose wisely, Irrah," I remarked, loud enough for her to hear when I was just in front of the room's door. "Give me the crest and die, or take the crest and die with your family."

I gave her a short glance and smiled wickedly before leaving the room.