Tikom ang bibig ko nang mataman siyang tinitigan. The rage is visible in his eyes but not in a great level he used to have. "What?" Umiwas ako ng tingin upang punasan ang basa sa ilalim ng aking mata gamit ang malayang kamay.
"What is this?" He raised his other hand, his palm facing up. Dinungaw ko ang ilang piraso ng pamilyar na tabletang gamot na naroon. I swallowed. "You're not taking your medicine?"
We stared. Sa huli ay binawi ko ang braso ko mula sa kanya. Surprisingly, he let go, but stood closer in front of me.
"Yes, why?" I breathe.
"Yes? Why?" he unbelievingly asked. Muli niyang sinubukang hawakan ako. Pagod akong umiwas. His eyes narrowed into a slit watching my resistance.
"Yes, I don't drink my medicine. What is it to you?"
His lips parted before he blinked his eyes. Mul
