Vixen
MATAMA kong pinagmasdan si Ida na nakabalot sa makapal kumot at natutulog. Nakatalikod siya sa akin kaya hindi niya nakikitang gising pa ako. Malalim akong humugot ng hininga saka marahang lumapit at tumunghay sa asawa ko. I don't know why, but, since the news of having a cancer made me do this almost everyday. If the operation fails, I may not be do this again.
I cannot see her beautiful face, and hear her sometimes sweet voice. No more banters every morning about what to eat for breakfast or who is incharge to cook. Mapait akong napangiti. Everything suddenly become unsure for me, for us. Paano na si Ida at ang baby namin kapag nawala ako?
She only have me and she's herself when I'm around. I know it's odd to think of all this now because I'm not yet dying. But in silence, these
