When they separated ways…
Jerry walked alone in going home. Still wearing the smile he could not mind to stop.
"Huh!" He rubbed his lower jaw. "Hope I won’t be having a locked-jaw by this. Tsk. Superwoman" He laughed and thought again of that ‘She-could-carry-a-pail-wow’ girl.
Then he arrived home. But his mood changed when he suddenly tensed as he stood near his parent’s bedroom…
"Why do you have to go Bert? Why? Coz of that good for nothing woman again? Huh?" Jerry heard his mom shouted as he peeped through the half-closed door of the bedroom, seeing his parents’ shadows. Fully animated. Quarelling again. The same as before.
"It’s not working Melinda! Can’t you see? We can’t even talk properly coz of your pride! You can’t even let me explain! You’re always talking about women I don’t even know or met in my entire life! And I’m sick of it! We have to end this. Enough of YOU! Enough of this MARRIAGE!" exclaimed his father as he zipped close his luggage. And everything was silent immediately.
Melinda felt the pain slithering in her broken heart. It was excruciating. Then she flashbacked the 20 years of their marriage. They were supposed to be happy. They were supposed to be fine. But they didn’t know what happened. And that’s it. Maybe space could help them know the reason why.
"How about our children Bert?" was all she could manage to say after processing the word END.
"I’m always thinking about them Melinda. That’s why we need THIS. We’re both lost. Thus, we could not lead our own children. That’s what I don’t want to happen." Bert justified.
Then they both cried as Melinda burrowed her head to Bert’s chest.
"And this is my life. I am broken. I’m not at all happy." Jerry whispered as he slowly went to his room. Closed the door as he saw before his very eyes how his family, he loved the most, slowly withering away with the wind. Gone…
And Nelly put the pail on the bathroom..
"Ugh!" Nelly almost knelt down to the ground when she placed the pail inside the bathroom.
"Why it’s so heavy now? Oh c’mon!" She protested to herself. Adrenaline brought by ‘Jerry’ guy already expired my dear . Her own sarcastic subconcsious again. Insisting. Such a busybody. Ringing on her head.
"Nelly. Stop thinking about Je.." Jerry. "Ugh! C’mon Nelly. You are not supposed to be overwhelmed. He’s just like other guys out there. Checking your weakness. Then making you fall without catching. It’s a DECOY Nelly! A TRAP. Don’t be ridiculous!" she blurted out. As you say so senyora.
"Hey! You talking with yourself again Nels?" Felipe, his father asked as he looked very curios.
"Not literally pops! Ah hey I’ve already filled our drum. You and momsie can now take a bath." She offered.
"No Nels. You got a class. It’s already 6:30 in the morning. You might be late again."
"Ah no really pops. It’s okay. Really. You…"
"What took you so long Nelly?! I’ve been waiting here for almost an hour already! I’m late with my work! So indolent! Useless!" Celia, her mother blurted to her.
"Celia.. You should not shout at her. You really know the pump is far from here." her father justified.
"Why you just can’t provide our own so we’ll not be all in such delay here?!?"
"Dear, you know we can’t for now. What I’m trying to say is…"
Here we go again.
"Ah momsie. Go ahead. I’ll just prepare the food for the two of you and for my siblings" Nelly intervened. She didn’t want to hear this again. A chaos out of the blue. It’s not worth it to start a day.
"Right! Make yourself of use!" her mother snapped as she shut the door of the bathroom.
Then her father patted his hand over her shoulder. Instead of feeling her father’s comfort, she felt pain. She felt the elusive love. The love she can never get from her mom.
"This is my life. I’m not broken. But not quite happy." And she just looked at the sunrise. She was delighted though of Mr. Sun slowly coming out of the gloomy day. It means HOPE for her. That everything will change someday. Someday….
It was the second. Their lives. Their different lives..