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Lipak nga Eks-eks

“Dali kay nagsugod na!”, sangpit sa akong maguwang dungan kaway sa iyang kamot.

“Di man ko kaabot diri.” hinay ko nga pamulong.

“Ilis nalang ta. Anhi ka oh. Di ta magsaba kay kasab-an ta’ng Nang Bibi”


Milabay ang pipila ka minutos dihang pwerteng tagaktak sa akong singot, nagkurog na sab akong mga tuhod ug hapdos na gyud akong mga kamot. 

“Pakaaaaakkk!!!”

“Hala naunsa man mo diha?!” syagit ni Nang Bibi.

Nadakdak ko og naligid ko sa tungoran nila Nang Bibi. Mibangon kog dali-dali. Gipaphaan sa akong maguwang akong sampot nga napuno sa basang yuta. Og sa akong mga kamot akong nakita ang lipak sa bintana nila Nang Bibi. Nalabnot diay kini.

Katagakon na sab akong mga luha ug pwerte na nakong pangulba.

“Pauli namo sa inyoha! Anhi man gyud mo manan-aw! Ibutang ng kahoy diha kay pailisan ko na sa imong Mama ug Papa.!” pangasaba ni Nang Bibi.

“Tana!”. Gibira ko sa akong maguwang pauli. Wa na gyud mapugngi ang pagdagayday sa akong mga luha. Naguol ko sa lipak nila Nang Bibi ug sa pangasaba sa akong ginikanan o diba kaha mas naguol ko nga wa nako mahibaw-i ang tapos sa salida.

“Maaaaa! Paaaaa! Si Giging ba kay nakasala.” Gisaysay sa akong maguwang ang panghitabo og kaluoy sa Ginoo wala man masuko akong ginikanan.

Kilom-kilom sa sunod adlaw, nalantawan nako akong amahan nga adunay gilukdo nga box.

Misugat ko niya dayon pangutana, “Unsa na pa?”

“Sud ta sa balay para makakita ka.” malipayong tubag ni Papa.

Sa dihang giablihan na sa akong amahan ang box...

“Hala TV!!??” 

Dagko among mga katawa sa akong maguwang. 

“Yeeyyy!!! Naa na mi TV!!!” 

Dayon giplastar kini ni Papa sa gamayng lamisa. Gisangit na sab niya ang antenna dapit sa atop. 

“Ay biraha sa tong battery bi.” sugo ni papa namo.

Gitabangan namog duot ug bira ang battery paduol sa TV. Gi clip dayon ni papa ang wire og gituplok ang TV. Karat ang TV. Black and white ang TV. Gi liso-liso ang gamayng "circle" aron maka timing og tin-aw nga channel.


Naa na mi TV.  Dili na ko mokapyot sa gi eks-eks nga lipak nga bintana nila Nang Bibi.

Mipahiyom ako nga naglantaw sa gi send ni Mama nga picture sa messenger. Nakapalit na gyud sila sa iyang gipamarayeg nga  43" Smart TV.   Dali sab kong ninaog sa train station aron dili mabanggaan sa mga Hapon nga pwerteng paspasa manglakaw.  

P.S. 💗
This is a real story. 
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