Chapter 8
Brother
I fear. Of course. Before I left the room earlier I remember every room had a hidden weapon or bomb. I think they have been there for decades so I hold it I do not know if it will explode or what.
They retreated one by one.
"Anak nga ni Don Cleo," I heard one say. They stared at each other and I finally realized that the one behind me had moved and snatched the bomb I was holding.
Sa isang kilos lang ay nahawakan na ako ng dalawang lalaki.
"Don't touch me!"
"Weak!" sigaw ng tinawag niyang Guara at humalakhak siya na sinundan ng iba.
"Oh ano? Hindi porke anak ka ng isang Don Cleo ay matatakot na kami? At isa pa, bakit ka naman niya dito ipapatapon?" umiling iling ito. "Tuso ang ama mo babae!"
Nanggagalaiti ako lalo na nang hilahin nalang basta basta ni Guara
