Chapter 4: Ang Bertud
He turned to the wall of vials and ran his forefinger through the rows and rows of vari-colored phials; momentarily lingering on one before moving on to another; finally, he extricated three dusty vials. He then stepped back to the console and pulled out his itak from its slot. Then he turned to face me as he tapped on a combination of jewels on the itak’s handle to release and separate a thin scalpel like knife from the itak’s blade. He handed me the vials.
“Nagkakamali ka. Wala akong alam sa pananambal...”, I said.
"Hindi na ako magpapaliguy-ligoy pa." His manner now more deliberate, he no longer circle about a topic or double back to restate a previous sentence; I even detect a hint of urgency in his voice.
"Ang pinakamahalagang nagawa para sa akin ng iyong ninuno ay ang pagtago at pagpapayabong ng isang bertud-- isang butil ng pag-asa para sa akin, sa isang lugar na walang makakakuha."
He laid his forefinger on my chest and tapped.
"Nandito...!"
Itutuloy...
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