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-Anim na araw ang nakararaan mula sa kasalukuyan-
Mainit ang kapaligiran pagkat tirik ang araw dahil alas nueve palang ng umaga, walang ulap na matatanaw sa langit ni isa, at mainit ang simoy ng hangin na may dala-dalang alikabok na nakakapuwing ng mga mata.
Ina: JUSKO LORD!!!..., NAPAKADAMING LABAHAN NANAMAN!!!..., PANGINOON PATAWARIN NINYO AKO!!!...
Ina: Ano ito?..., butas?..., NAPAKABURARA NAMAN NG BATANG ITO!!!..., ALAM BA NIYA KUNG MAGKANO ITO?!?!...
Anak: MA!!!..., lalabas lang po ako ng bahay saglit lang naman po...
Ina: Saan ka ba pupunta?..., tsaka bakit butas tong damit mo?...
Anak: Maglalaro lang po ako ng basketbol sa may plaza...
Ina: O sige..., pero bakit may butas T-shirt mo?..., ano nangyari dito?...
Anak: Ahhh..., ano po..., sumabit po ako sa upuan..., may pako po kasing nakalawit...
Ina: Ganun ba?..., sa susunod tignan nang mabuti ang inuupuan..., nang hindi na peperwisyo ang damit mo...
Anak: Opo ma...
Anak: UNA NA PO AKO MA!!!...
Ina: Sige anak..., MAG-INGAT KA HA!!!..., WAG KA MAGPAPAGABI!!!...
Anak: YES PO!!!...
Ina: Mag-text ka kapag nandoon ka na...
Anak: OPOOO!!!...
Nang makalabas na ng bahay ang anak ay dumiretso na siya sa plaza upang maglaro basketbol
-Dalawamput na minuto ang lumipas-
Nakarating na siya sa plaza kung saan siya ay maglalaro ng basketbol kasama ang kanyang pangkat
Sa loob ng court ay makakakita ka ng maraming taong nakasuot ng damit na pangbasketbol, mayroong mga bata, mga tinedyer pati rin matatanda.
(Teammate#1): UYYY!!!..., SAKTO MAGWAWARM-UP NA TAYO
(Teammate#2): Dala mo ba extra kneepads mo?
Anak: Oo..., kaso baka hindi kasya sayo...
(Teammate#1): TABA MO KASI EH HAHAHA!!!..., KAIN PA MOREEE!!!...
(Teammate#2): AT LEAST HINDI TULAD MO BANGKAY!!!..., AWIT KA ARJHAY!!!...
Arjhay: HAHAHA!!!..., o siya sige kita-kita nalang sa washroom mamaya..., una na kami ni Dexter...
Anak: Ahhh..., sige sige...
Dexter: Sige pre...
(Arjhay and Dexter): BYEEE!!!...
Anak: BYEEE!!!...
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*Dumiretso ang anak sa washroom ng plaza upang magbihis ng damit na gagamitin niya sa paglaro*
(Inside voice): Asan kaya yung washroom?..., dapat pala tinanong ko kina Arjhay at Dexter kanina...
*Naisipan niya magtanong sa janitor na nagwawalis ng sahig sa tabi lamang*
Anak: Kuya..., pwede po ba magtanong?...
Kuya Janitor: Ano iyon m'ijo?...
Anak: Asan po ung washroom?..., hindi ko alam kung nasaan eh...
Kuya Janitor: Ahhh..., una umakyat ka ng hagdan, pagkatapos mo umakyat diretso ka lang at kumaliwa ayon na yung washroom m'ijo...
Anak: AHHH!!!..., SALAMAT PO KUYA!!!..., HAHAHA!!!..., SIGE PO...
Kuya Janitor: Sige sige...
*Sinundan ng anak ang binigay na direksyon sa kanya papuntang washroom*
Nang marating niya ang washroom, agad siyang pumasok sa isang stall at naghubad ng T-shirt, mapapansin na may gasang nakadikit sa balakang sa bandang kaliwa
*Nakadama ng hapdi at kirot ang anak dahil sariwa pa rin ang sugat na kanyang natamo sa balakang*
Anak: TSSS..., ARAY..., ANG HAPDI NITO SOBRA...,
*Binuksan niya ang bag niya at naglabas siya ng panibagong gasa, betadine, bulak, agua oxigenada, alcohol at benda*
Matapos niyang ilabas ang kagamitang binaon niya ay ginamot niya ang sugat na kaliwang bahagi ng balakang niya
Anak: SA WAKAS!..., TAPOS NA RIN!...,
*Tinatawag na siya nila Arjhay at Dexter mula sa labas ng washroom*
Arjhay: HUY PREEE!!!..., TARA NA!!!..., GAME NA RAW!!!...
Dexter: PATAPOS KA NA BA?!?!..., BAKA KUNG ANO NA GINAGAWA MO RIYAN HAHAHA!!!...
Arjhay: GAGI KA!!!..., LOKONG KANG BABOY KA!!!..., HAHAHA!!!...
Dexter: LUH..., PAPANSIN KA?!?!..., LIBING KITA DIYAN BANGKAY EH...
Anak: AWIT KAYO!!!..., TEKA!!!..., PATAPOS NA AKO DITO...
*Dalian siyang nagbihis para itago ang gasang nakadikit sa giliran niya, at lumabas ng stall upang kitain sina Arjhay at Dexter*
Anak: TARA NA!!!..., HAHAHA!!!...
Nakahiga sa kama si Ishy sa loob ng kanyang kwarto habang nagamit ng kanyang cellphone
*Tumunog ang cellphone niya dahil nagmessage si Francel sa Messenger*
*Tinignan ni Ishy ito at nagreply*
Ishy: Francel ano yan?...
Francel: GIRLLL!!!..., YAN YUNG SA BALITA..., ALALA MO SI IORI DIBA?!?!...
Ishy: Oo..., bakit ano meron?...
Francel: Diyan tumakas ung pumatay sa kanya..., sa may pader sa gilid ng garden...
Ishy: Saan doon?...
Francel: Diba may chain link fence doon?...
Ishy: Oo..., tapos?...
Francel: Tapos may parte doon na may butas?...
Ishy: Ahhh..., alam ko na...
Francel: TAPOS GIRLLL..., SUMABIT DAW YUNG DAMIT NG PUMATAY KAY IORI SA ALAMBRE!!!...
Ishy: Kulang pa iyon sa kanya...
Francel: PAKITA KO SAYO PICTURE NG EVIDENCE..., TEKA..., NASA BALITA ETO EH...,
Ishy: Sige...
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