Wala sina Daddy at Mommy sa kanilang kuwarto. I want to try to talk to them again, but I can't find them anywhere in the house.
"Tiningnan mo na ba sa study room?" tanong ni Yaya.
Kaya naglakad ako hanggang sa dulo. The study room's door was close but it isn't locked. Kakatok sana ako pero naulinigan ko ang boses ni Mommy. She sounds mad. Are they fighting?
Dahan-dahan kong binuksan ang pintuan. At nakita ko si Daddy na nakaupo sa kaniyang swivel chair, while mommy was pacing back and fourth in front of him.
"Are you fighting?"
Agad na umaliwalas ang mukha ni Daddy. Si Mommy naman ay huminga muna nang malalim bago umiling at sumagot.
"No, hija..."
"Ahm, Dad, Mom, I want to—"
"If it's about the wedding, anak, please not now." Hindi ko na tinuloy ang sasabihin ko dapat. Umalis n
