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Ricky Maramba

Philippine Copyright 2012 Ricky Maramba

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I lie down in bed, barely aware of my surroundings. I slowly reach out to my right, despite the pain it brings me, just in order to touch my partner. My right arm has only traveled half way when our hands meet and clasp in unison. Apparently he has also struggled similarly in order to reach me. Across the room I hear a woman scream, "doctor, she's conscious!". There is a commotion in the room and I sense them enter the room and begin observing me and my partners bodies with instruments. We are both in the emergency room of a hospital, and it is only now that we had managed to move from our slumber. Tears flow from my eyes and I remembered what I last heard from a well wisher, that in the near future, we shall regain our normal lives. We have to, after all, we are had just been married to each other.

It all started when we decided to spend an overnight together in Tagaytay after a beautiful candlelight dinner in Manila. Tagaytay city is known for it's view of a small volcano in the middle of a lake and is only a few hours drive from Manila. It was a pleasant drive. We wanted to escape the heat of the city in summer. Tagaytay is around 2000 feet above sea level and at that height the temperature is just right for us city dwellers who are so used to the heat. We were as usual talking about friends and work with occasional light flirting as our car gradually increased in altitude. This was barely discernible. It was only our second time as a couple to go to Tagaytay, unlike Cris who would regularly go there to get away from it all when he wants his quiet moments for himself away from the office stress. We were both employed in fast paced jobs and free time was a luxury. When we did go out we would spend lavishly on travel destinations in order to make up for the stress and emptiness which had crept into ourselves brought about by the corporate world. At least we had each other, and that's what kept us both sane and happy all these years.

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