Taglish - 2

Unti-unti kong inimulat ang mga mata ko, papikit pikit pa at hinahayaang masanay ang mga mata sa liwanag.

Nakatingin ako sa taas, puti ang kisame. Hospital maybe? Hindi ko alam, ilang taon na rin akong hindi nakakapunta sa gantong lugar.

"You're finally awake." May biglang nag salita.

Tumingin ako sa may pintuan, doon ay pumasok ang isang doctor, na syempre suot ang uniform niya.

Eve...

"Eve, nasaan siya? Nasaan ang kapatid ko?" I asked the doctor.

Tinignan ako ng doctor ng may halong pag tataka.

"You were brought here alone." saad nito.

"But a man said that the one held hostage which was named Evelia died on their way to the hospital, her body is now cremated as for the family's request." He added.

What? Fuck no. Please tell me this is true. Fuck Fuck Fuck!

Hindi ko namalayan na unti-unti na palang tumutulo ang luha ko. Umiyak lang ako ng umiyak habang yung doctor ay nakatayo sa bandang gilid, tila ba alam nito na ayokong makipag usap sa oras na ito. Ilang minuto rin akong umiyak at nanatili ang doctor kung saan ito nakatayo.

"Sino ka? And nasaan ako?" I asked.

"You're at HCA Florida Memorial Hospital, I'm Dr. Alister Jace Brentson, a doctor hired by your father." He said.

Wait huh? My father? Sino?

"M-My father?" Nagtatakang tanong ko, huh, pano?

"When someone brought you here she couldn't give us any information about you, even you don't have anything to confirm your identity." He started.

"So we looked you up and found your birth certificate in the registrar's office. It stated your Mother and Father's name. We tried reaching out for your mother but no one answered." He added.

Of course she wouldn't answer that, she's that mad and disgusted.

"Nung tinignan namin ay napagalaman namin na matagal na itong patay." He continued.

What the hell?

"Now, we tried contacting your father, it took a lot of time to finally reach him but when we finally did and told him about you and your state he didn't hesitate on hiring a doctor for you, Galing itong New York at nandito siya since last week, he looking after you minute by minute, He's gone for a while but will be back later." He said.

I stayed there looking shocked. Tekaaaa, nahanap ako ng tatay ko, patay ang nanay ko? How could this information sink into someone's head!

Iniisip ko ang lahat ng nangyari, nang biglang bumukas ang pinto at may pumasok na lalaki, nasa 6'8 siya at maganda ang pangangatawan, halatang alagang gym.

He looked like someone I know. His Grey Eyes, Brunette hair that is gelled, His pointed nose. He's a little tanned than me but still white as hell.

He held this cold face that anyone would be scared of but not me, something about his eyes reminds me of something I couldn't really figure out.

He looked at me and his face softened, he held a little smile on his face when he looked at me.

"Mia figlia." He said looking at me with such adoration and love.

Lumapit ito sa'kin at niyakap ako ng mahigpit, I flinched with that move but hugged him back by instict. I guess he didn't notice.

"We've been looking for you Principessa." He said letting go of me.

"Y-You're My father?" I asked still completely confused about everything.

Nang pumasok ang tatay ko ay umalis na rin ang doctor.

"Yes Mia figlia, I am your father. Armarros Ruscov." He stated.

"Amerea." I almost whispered giving him out my name.

I have a thought in my mind that he doesn't know my name.

"Who's Amerea?" He asked confused really.

"My name." I said.

He looked at me even more confused.

"Mia figlia, Your Name, the name Your mother and I gave you is Amellia Mio Krane Ruscov." He said.

I looked at him confused.

"But my birth certificate said that my name is Amerea Hilton." I said.

"No, that will be a mistake, You're a Ruscov, not a Hilton. And your name is Amellia not Amerea." He said confident.

He then showed me some papers, it's a birth certificate.

"Binigay nila sa'kin yan pag dating ko dito." He said.

Tinignan ko ito and oo nga, ang pangalan ko ay Amellia Mio Krane Ruscov at Hara ang middle name ko. And another shocking thing is that I was born on July 7 and not on June 7.

"July 7? I thought I was born on 7th of June not July." I said.

"Pati ang birthday mo? Che diavolo." He furiously said.

"Pano ka nakasisigurado na anak mo nga ako? I mean pwede namang maling papel ang nahanap nila. They only got my name from a stranger when my sister shouted it."

He looked at me confused.

"Sorella? Non sono mai stato così confuso in vita mia. Mia figlia, a blood test was run by the hospital to make sure that I was your father." He said I didn't really understand what he said earlier.

Trans: Sister? I've never been so confused in my life, My daughter.

"You've been talking in some kind of a language... Hindi po talaga kita maintindihan." I said hesitating.

Hindi naman sa nahihiya ako, it's just that I don't want to get screamed at or to be punished dahil wala akong respeto.

"Mia figlia," He started talking looking at me in the eyes which I immediately avoided. He looked a little hurt.

"Mia figlia, look at me. Mia figlia means My daughter, I've been talking in Italian, I'm sorry if your felt like I was saying something bad." He said.

"Italian?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm an Italian Daughter, your Mother is a Japanese pero sa new york kami halos tumira." He said that shocked me.

I've been getting a lot of shock this day!

"So ibig sabihin Half Japanese and Half Italian ako? And I don't know any language from that country!" Pasigaw na sabi ko.

Nang marealise ko na sumigaw ako ay iniyuko ko ang ulo ko.

"Sorry." Pabulong na sabi ko.

"For what Mia Figlia?" He asked chuckling.

"For shouting." I answered.

"It's fine, and you can learn any language you want once we return to New York." He said seriously.