Engel and I came from Polomolok that day and while on our way back to General Santos City, it suddenly rained heavily. We could hardly see the road, so we decided to park our car on the side, and put on the hazard warning lights.
While we were waiting for the rain to subside, there was an old woman standing near the trees we were sheltering. She was soaking wet, and holding her cell as if she wanted to call someone but could not be contacted. Maybe there was no signal due to heavy rain.
I looked at my husband while he was closing his eyes, and singing along to the song being played inside the car.
I intend to take the old lady along if she was also going to the same direction as us anyway. In my mind, my husband is a helpful one. He barely says no.
I looked back to where she was standing but I jumped in horror when I already saw her outside my car window knocking, soaking wet, and apparently asking for help. I turned my glance to Engel again but he seemed to have fallen asleep by this time.
I opened the car window a little, and asked the lady what she needed but I really cannot hear her voice probably because of the heavy rain.
So, I decided to open the car for her, and let her sit behind me.
"Nay, asa gani ka mag-uli?" I asked her.
She looks soooooo pale. Her skin is ice-cold. And her eyes are so deep as if she didn't sleep for days. The one she wore looks like she came from a funeral because everything in her were all black.
"Nay?" I mumbled.
"Pwede ko mag-uban sa inyo?" She asked.
"Aha man diay ka mag-uli nay?" I asked back.
"Kung asa lang naay mga bus kay mag-uli ko sa amoa. Pila nako kaadlaw sige hulat pero wa gyud gapasakay sa akoa, salamat kay nakita ko ninyo ug salamat kay inyo kong gipasakay"
To tell you honestly, I already had goosebumps. I was shaking inside, and slowly regretting the actions I did. I can no longer get her out, I thought to myself. Coz there she already is, comfortably sitting behind. She talks as if were a close knit.
A few moments later, the rain finally subsided, and I woke my husband up.
"Dad, medyo okay na ang ulan. Tas, pwede ta maghapit sa Bulaong Dad kay ipasakay nato si nanay."
I'm really not sure if my husband heard me because he was a bit focus looking at the road and the side-view mirrors.
I kept looking at her from the rear view mirror from time to time yet it seems like were doing the same thing. I kept lookin at her and she also seemed to be lookin back at me as if I was the only person in the car.
The last time I looked her up, I was so horrified as she appears to no longer have a head. I quickly turned behind and there she was, in front of me as she almost pressed her ice-cold face against mine, while laughing.
Then suddenly my alarm clock rang. It was my 5 o'clock. I opened my eyes, and prayed.
Thank goodness, it's just a dream.
I looked at my husband and my son, both sleeping quietly. I took a deep breath, and prepared myself for day duty.
What a nightmare.
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