8:21 PM, July 15, 2037

 

Time Travel

 

What a foreign concept to many. Not to me, though. Ilang beses ko na rin na-try ‘yang time travel shenanigan na ‘yan kasi sobrang talino ng asawa ko to the point na na-tickle yung veins sa brain niya kaya ayun, the result was a time machine.

 

Was I impressed?

 

Half yes, half no.

 

Let’s just say I have my reservations about the concept of time travel. One of those is seeing the future, affecting the present, and will happen. Returning to the past is not as bad as seeing the future. Tutal na-experience mo na rin naman yung past, how can it be worse than the uncertainty of the future diba?

 

May sense ‘yun! Hanapin niyo nalang kasi busy ako suyuin yung asawa kong nagtatampo dahil nakalimutan ko siyang i-kiss bago ako pumasok sa work. Ang laking problema diba? Iniisip ko nalang talaga na masyado niya kong mahal kaya ganito nalang siya humingi ng lambing. Marupok din naman ako kaya go lang nang go, bigay lang tayo hanggang mapa-amo ulit natin ang ating minamahal sa buhay!

 

Ano ba naman yung sacrifice of sleep kapalit ng napaka-tamis niyang ngiti diba?

 

Eh ang kaso…

 

Mag-iisang linggo na kaming ganito!

 

Akala ko pa nung una, playful lang yung pagtatampo niya pero parang may pinanghuhugutan eh. Parang pinatay ko yung favorite animal niya sa past life tapos kinain ko yung huling slice ng pizza at inubos ang favorite niyang bubble tea kung magalit sakin ngayon.

 

Again, happy wife, happy life.

 

Hanggang saan kaya ako aabutin ng happy wife, happy life mantra ko?

 

Oh, Wendy Son, you’re about to find out…

 

 

The alarm went off, but I accidentally elbowed my pillow before reaching for it.

 

“Ouch”

 

My pillow, who, apparently, can talk now?

 

WAIT!

 

“What?” I opened my eyes and saw a body beside me. “Sweet, hey, wake up.”

 

When I received no response from my wife, I decided na maging firm sa way of pang-gising ko.

 

“Sweet, wake up already. You might be late for work.”

 

At last, I received something. My wife was twitching before turning around to look at me and kiss me and cudd—

 

“AHHHHHHH!!!”

 

Maybe not.

 

“MANYAK! GET OUT OF MY ROOM!” Were the things I heard or tried to do because the number of items the other girl threw at my face was astounding. The pillows are all gone, the blanket too, also the water bottle on her nightstand (which hurt like a , by the way).

 

“ERT, GET THE OU—“

 

“Miss, can you please stop scr—“

 

“AHHHH ‘WAG KANG LALAPIT I SWEAR TATA—“

 

“—eaming your neighbors might he—“

 

“—WAG AKO NG PULIS!”

 

That made me take three steps back. Okay, maybe involving the police shouldn’t be a part of my master plan.

 

Ano ba kasing ginagawa ko dito? At anong araw na ba? Anong year?

 

Bigla ko nalang narinig na parang may nabasag. When I looked at it, I saw my watch on the ground, shattered and broken shards around it.

 

Oh …

 

OH !

 

Don’t tell me nag time travel ako?

 

, my wife is going to kill me!

 

Well, baka patayin muna ako nito ni Ate Girl bago ako mapatay ng asawa ko but the point still stands. I will die, one way or another, if I don’t fix the I made.

 

Pero bago ang lahat, cautious kong nilapitan si Ate Girl na nabubog ata because of my watch.

 

“Miss,