The clock striked 6:00am. Against all my emotions and body rhythm, I woke up lazily to cook. Walking half-eyed opened, I almost stepped on my nephews who were sleeping flat in the sala. I could have just bought cooked almusal in a nearby store but i was reminded that last night, john dale requested hotdogs for breakfast. My thoughts should be awaken now so i reached for the kettle to boil water for my coffee and frying pan to start frying. I was not finished yet peeling the plastic covering of the hotdogs when a flame appeared at the backside of the stove. My voice can be as loud as thunder when i am pissed off with john dale but that moment, i felt i swallowed my tounge. i cannot scream but i was murmuring "sunog".
i was opted to run to the room where my kumags are peacefully sleeping, oblivious to the tragedy nobody has ever prepared to happen. but on a second thought, i told myself that i didn't have to panic. that i could save lives not of that my children only but also my nephews and sis in law buried in their deep sleep.
and i switched off the stove as well as the swith of the lpg. the flame was still there but since i was already confident that the harm has been prevented, i screamed at the top of my lungs. just to release the tension i think. but still nobody woke up.
"hay... malilitson tong mga taong to kung natuloy ang sunog ," i said to myself.
then niño came in. he went to his mommy to look for the uniform john dale took off yday.
and praised me.
thank god nakapag-isip pa ko.
so i went to buy cooked spaghetti for jd while niño was fixing the stove. when he was done, he told me to continue cooking the hotdogs.
ei Che, siguro bigla kang nagising sa pagkakaantok mo no? hehehe. buti na lang, walang nangyaring di ok.
sana microwave mo na lang. hehehe. makuryente nga lang.
Ingat ha!
oo nga che. thank God. ingat next time ok? Ü
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