Mario wakes up early every day before sunrise. Their life is one bite, one bite. And as a janitor in a private hospital, the weight of his responsibility is no joke. Before he leaves home, he always carries a smile even though he feels the loneliness of lack.
In their small shack, his wife Lorna is busy selling vegetables at the market and their two children, Junjun and Maricel, are getting ready for school. “Dad, don’t forget your lunch. You might get hungry again at work.” Lorna reminds him as she puts the rice and fried rice in an old plastic container. Mario smiles.
Trying to hide his sadness. Thank you, Lorna. Don’t worry. I’ll get used to this too. What’s important is that Junjun and Maricel are able to go to school. Maricel comes over holding her bag with a torn strap. Dad, I’ll show you the drawing I made for class later.
Really? Well, I can’t wait. That must be beautiful. You really are my little painter. Mario replied while stroking his daughter’s hair. When he left the house, he was greeted by the noise of the road and the smelly piles of garbage that he often passed. While walking towards the hospital, he looked at the large buildings in the city.
He always asked himself what life was like for the people who lived there. Far from the dust, sweat and hunger. in the hospital. He immediately took the broom and rag and started cleaning the lobby with a broom. Mario was no stranger to the looks that other employees looked down on him. There he was, Mario, the great sweeper.
Maybe one day you will become a doctor too. A nurse who passed by teased him. Mario just smiled. He chose to ignore it. He knew there was no point in arguing. But deep down, he felt pain. Not because of the insult but because he remembered his unfulfilled dream. When she was young, she dreamed of becoming a nurse.
But when her parents passed away and she was left as the eldest child who had to make a living, everything stopped. She became a cleaner at the hospital. where she sometimes thought that if I wasn’t poor, maybe I would be wearing a white uniform now. While she was wiping stains off the floor, an old patient in a wheelchair approached, “Can you help me? My handkerchief fell.”
Mario quickly bent down and picked up the handkerchief with a smile. “Here, grandpa. Be careful.” The old man smiled. “Thank you, son.” You know, it’s rare for someone to be considerate even in a lowly position. Mario’s eyes lit up slightly. With the patient’s simple words, all the bullying he had received that day was erased.
At noon, the employees were eating together in the canteen. But Mario was just on the side of the hallway eating his dry food and rice. A few others were joking. Oh, Mario, you might run out of food. Don’t indulge yourself too much in the right. A janitor also laughed, who likes to join in the temptation of others.
Mario was silent. He turned his attention to the picture of his family in his pocket. It was his support whenever he felt embarrassed. When he came home in the evening, his children greeted him. “Dad, I got a perfect score on the quiz earlier.” Junjun shouted happily. He immediately hugged his son. It’s okay. You can always do it, son. Just keep working hard.
Don’t be like your father who didn’t finish. Lorna interrupted. Don’t underestimate yourself, Mario. Without you, we wouldn’t be like this either. Being a janitor is what keeps us alive. Mario smiled but his wife knew the weight on his heart. When everything was quiet, he often thought while lying on the mat.
How long can he endure this kind of life? How long will he endure oppression and deprivation. One night, he and his daughter Maricel had a small conversation. Dad, I want to be a doctor one day so I can help sick people. Mario burst into tears when he heard that. Son, do it. Don’t stop.
No matter what happens, dad will support you. In the simple story of a family, Mario’s sacrifice is clear. He is not perfect. But every day he chooses honor over giving up. He sacrificed his dreams for his family. His world revolves around them and that is what gives meaning to every day of his life as a janitor.
But he doesn’t know that behind his hard work and sweat, there is a bigger change in his life. An opportunity that will bring him to the middle of a story of wealth, power and the meeting of two different worlds. One rainy night, there is suddenly chaos in the hospital.
In the middle of cleaning his lips, Mario heard the noise of the hurried steps of nurses and doctors. An ambulance is approaching and it seems that the patient being carried in it is very important. He approaches the window and sees the red lights flashing as the stretcher descends. Emergency: Comatose patient.
Woman age 60, a nurse shouted. Mario looked and caught a glimpse of the face of a woman almost the entire town knows. Donya Isabela Monteverde. One of the richest businesswomen in the country. She is known as a strong and courageous woman who owns lands and hotels. But that night, she lay unconscious. It seemed like just an ordinary patient fighting for her life.
Quickly take her to the ICU, the doctor in charge ordered as Mario walked down the corridor. He noticed the scene that followed. Lawyers, guards, and relatives rushing into the hospital. Their faces were not filled with worry but a mixture of nervousness and frustration. Make sure you keep an eye on everyone who enters and exits.
I don’t want anyone to interfere in Isabela’s case. One of her siblings gave a cold order. Mario couldn’t help but feel pity. Despite the woman’s wealth, it seemed that there was no warmth in the genuine concern from the relatives. The whispers he heard were about the properties, not about the health of the bedridden millionaire.
If her condition worsens, what about the hotels? What about the shares? A nephew’s whisper, busy on his cellphone. No one will interfere with the inheritance as long as he is alive. So I hope he doesn’t take too long. Another’s response surprised Mario. While he was cleaning around the ICU the next day, he heard two nurses talking.
The doctor said that Donya Isabela was really in a coma. There was no guarantee that she would wake up. She had a lot of wealth, but now she was just bedridden. What hurt was that no one really loved her. Mario interjected. His voice was weak. Maybe someone could still find a way. Don’t some patients recover even after a long coma? The two nurses looked at each other and smiled slightly. It’s really you, Mario.
You are more trusting than his family. Inside Mario, he felt a strange weight. Even if he was just a lowly janitor, he couldn’t bear to see someone they had abandoned with love. So every time he passed by the ICU room, even if it wasn’t part of his job, he prayed. Lord, I hope you give Donya Isabela another chance.
I don’t know her, but it’s not right for someone to end up like this. He whispered while wiping the ICU window. One day while cleaning the hallway, a man wearing an expensive suit approached him. He had a pointed nose and a sharp gaze. Are you Mario? He asked. Mario was surprised.
He immediately stood up. Yes, it’s me. Why? I’ve noticed you’re always around. You’re always looking at Donya Isabela’s room. What’s your purpose? The man’s tone was cold. Mario hesitated before answering. No sir. I’m just doing my job. And besides, I just feel sorry for him.
The man’s expression changed slightly but his serious expression quickly returned. I am the lawyer for the Monteverde family. My name is Attorney Ramirez. You mustn’t be rude around the patient. The family is guarding him. Yes, I understand. Mario replied. His voice trembled. Days passed and the family’s cold attitude became more apparent.
Mario even heard one of Donya Isabela’s sisters say, “I don’t know why we’re still treating her. It’s just more expensive. Wouldn’t it be better if you just continued what you’re saying.” The lawyer whispered. There were eyes all around. Mario’s pity grew even more.
Every time he looked at the old woman in bed, he saw not only a millionaire but also someone who had been completely abandoned by her own family. One night, after finishing cleaning the ward, he spent a few moments in front of the glass separating the ICU. Even if you can’t hear me, Donya Isabela, I hope you’ll still fight.
There’s a reason why you’re here. He didn’t know that with those simple words and prayers, a story of great change would begin, a relationship between a humble janitor and a millionaire who had lost his voice that would cause their destinies to turn around.
At that time, Mario remained a silent witness. He didn’t yet know that his concern would be noticed and would be the beginning of a an offer that would change his life and that of his family forever. One afternoon, after his work cleaning the hallway, Mario was called by a hospital staff member. Mario, Attorney Ramirez asked you to come to his office. Don’t worry.
He said the intention was not bad. He was surprised. He didn’t know why the Monteverde family’s own lawyer would call him. He immediately adjusted his faded uniform and walked to the small office on the second floor. When he entered, he was greeted by the cold air from the air conditioner and the serious look of Attorney Ramirez.
Sit down, Mario! the lawyer said. He sat down, his hands shaking slightly. What can I do for you, sir? Did I do something wrong? The lawyer shook his head. Nothing. Actually, I’ve noticed something in the past few weeks. You’re always around the ICU and you seem to care about Donya Isabela’s condition. Mario couldn’t answer right away.
He was embarrassed to admit it but he nodded. Yes. Honestly, I just feel sorry for you. me. Because I can see that he doesn’t really care. Atori Ramirez looked at him silently before taking out a folder from the table. Do you know Mario? You’re the only one who noticed that. And because of that, I have something I want to propose. Mario shrugged.
Proposal. Yes. The lawyer answered. The family wants you. No. I want to be Donya Isabela’s caregiver not as a nurse but as someone who will stay by her side, watch over and take care of her every day. Mario was shocked. Me but sir, I’m just a janitor. I don’t know anything about those things.
She might even get hurt because of me. You will listen to the instructions of the doctors and nurses. You don’t need to treat her, Mario. All you need is someone who isn’t greedy, someone who can give care and I know that’s you. Mario’s eyes widened. But why me? There are many nurses here who know more.
The lawyer stepped closer and spoke in a lower voice voice. The family no longer trusts the staff. There are many times when someone abuses the situation, asks for favors or turns the patient’s condition into a business. We need someone who has no ambition for wealth, someone who is simple and reliable.
But sir, Mario looked at the floor. How can others think that I am abusing the opportunity? The lawyer was silent for a moment before answering. In exchange for your service, there is 10 million. I will give it to you if you finish the task. Your family is safe and you will not have to suffer for the rest of your life.
It was as if the world suddenly became heavier for Mario. 10 million was something he had never thought in his entire life that he would be able to handle. Sir, how many million? He asked almost in a whisper. Yes, ammunition. You have to stay with Donya Isabela’s feelings. No matter what happens. No one can interfere. There is no other job.
You are the only one who will take care of her. Mario was nervous. His family entered his mind. The children’s pocket money that was always lacking. The wife’s wakefulness in market. His dream had not come true. But fear also set in. What if he couldn’t handle it? I don’t know, sir. His answer was weak. I’m not used to this kind of thing.
Attorney Ramirez smiled slightly. It was the first time Mario had seen such an expression from a serious lawyer. I know Mario, but you don’t need to be skilled. You just need to be caring and that’s what you have. That night, Mario couldn’t resist. While he and his wife were talking, he shared the offer.
Lorna, the Monteverde family’s lawyer offered me. They said they wanted me to take care of Donya Isabela. In exchange for this, 10 million. Lorna’s eyes widened. What? 10 million, Mario. Is that true? Aren’t you just being fooled? I don’t know either. But if it’s true Lorna, this is a big help. Junjun and Maricel won’t suffer anymore. They won’t stop studying.
But his wife was obviously worried. What if there’s a price you don’t know about? What if it’s dangerous? Mario just kept quiet. He felt his heart beat. It’s true. It was a big gamble, but he also saw the opportunity that this might be the answer to all their sacrifices.
The next day, he returned to Attorney Ramirez’s office. “Sir, if you really need me, I will accept. Not just because of the money but because I feel that this might be the way I can help.” The lawyer nodded. It seemed like he did. Good job, Mario. Starting tomorrow, you will be Donya Isabela’s guardian.
And remember, 10 million is at stake. But more than that, my trust is also at stake. Mario left the office with a heavy heart. He had made a big decision. A decision that would change the course of his life and that of his family. A lowly janitor would face the greatest responsibility he had ever experienced.
Mario woke up early in the morning, he couldn’t sleep all night thinking about the new responsibility he had accepted. While eating coffee and bread cooked by his wife Lorna, the nervousness on his face was obvious. Mario, are you really sure about this decision?” Lorna asked as she reached for the coffee cup.
The duty you took on is no joke. People’s lives are at stake. Mario sighed and nodded. Yes, my love. I know it’s hard but I will do everything for Isabela. And most of all for us, for our children. Just remember that you are not alone, we are here. Lor replied, trying to encourage her husband.
When Mario arrived at the hospital, he was greeted by nurses and a doctor who would give instructions with doubts written on their faces. It was obvious that they did not understand why a janitor was chosen for this task. Mario, the doctor said. These are the things you should do every day. We need to watch over the patient.
Clean his body, make sure the tubes and machines are in order. There is also time to change clothes and massage the muscles so that they do not get tired. Mario listened quietly. He held the small notebook where he wrote all the instructions. Yes, doc. I will follow everything. I won’t miss anything.
A nurse shook her head. This is not like sweeping the floor, Mario. Maybe you can’t do it. She just smiled. Although there was a pain in her chest. If I can take care of my asthmatic son, I can do it too. I’m not perfect. But I’ll try to learn. When she entered Donya Isabela’s room, she was nervous.
The old man was still lying down. Surrounded by machines that made sounds like music of hope and fear. She slowly approached and looked at the patient’s face. The woman’s appearance was pale but remained dignified. It was like a queen who had slept for a long time. Good morning, Donya Isabela. She was weak. I’m Mario.
I will be with you from now on. There was no response. No movement whatsoever. Only the pulsing of the machine could be heard. But Mario didn’t care, he began his first task. Carefully wiped the patient’s body with warm water. As the nurse had instructed each caressed with a wet bimpo, he remembered the times he had taken care of Maricel when she had a severe asthma attack.
That was where he learned the patience and slow movements that he now used for someone he didn’t know. At dinner, while he was changing Donya Isabela’s clothes, he almost spilled the water because his hand was shaking. “Excuse me, Donya. I’m not used to it yet.” he whispered. A nurse came in and stared at him.
“Mario, you’re too slow. If you’re not careful, the tube might break.” Mario immediately bent down. Yes, I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful. A few hours passed. He learned the right way to care. He wiped the patient’s lips. He adjusted the blanket and made sure the air conditioner wasn’t too cold.
Even though he was tired, he endured because he knew that every action was important. When night came, he couldn’t help but talk to the patient. You know, Donya Isabela, I don’t know if you can hear me. But I just want to say, I’m just a simple person. I didn’t think I would be chosen to take care of you but I will do everything because I believe there is a reason why I am here.
The room was quiet but in his heart he felt that he was not alone. The next day Mario returned. Even earlier than before. With new energy. He brought a small radio that he had asked permission to bring. He played old kundiman songs and listened to every melody that seemed to reach the silence of the room.
Maybe you prefer to hear music than the sound of a machine. He said while adjusting the patient’s blanket. The doctor arrived and noticed the change. Hm. Mario, it seems that you are not only watching but also giving life to those around you. Okay, continue with it. This method is not bad.
Again, Mario felt a strange joy. Little by little he became part of Donya Isabela’s world. He was no longer just a janitor but a caregiver, companion and guard. That same night while sitting by the bed, Mario fell asleep from exhaustion. But before he closed his eyes, he held the old man’s hand for a moment.
Don’t give up, Donya Isabela. Fight this. I’m just here. And in the midst of the silence of the hospital, a new chapter in Mario’s life began. His first day as the caregiver of an unconscious millionaire. who despite the silence seemed to gradually become the center of his own hope and change.
A few weeks after Mario began caring for Donya Isabela. The talk began to spread within the hospital. For others, it was strange and funny that a simple janitor was assigned to watch over a famous millionaire. The rumors did not change for Mario. But since he had a heavier responsibility, he felt the ridicule more.
There’s the new nanny of the comatose girl, shouted a nurse while her companions laughed. Maybe she’ll be the one to inherit in the end. Another added while laughing as if she didn’t care if Mario’s feelings were hurt. Mario just bowed his head and continued with his work.
But in his chest, every word hurt. Even if he didn’t show it. There was also a point where he wanted to give up. One day, while he was walking down the corridor, carrying the train of medicine that the nurses were going to give to Donya Isabela, he noticed two janitors he used to know.
Mario, what’s up? You’re different now. You’re the caregiver of the comatose girl. Maybe one day you’ll walk around here like a doctor. One of them laughed. Maybe he’ll even get more companions. But maybe before that he’ll be kicked out. What kind of janitor can last that long in that job? Mario didn’t answer. He just walked away silently.
He thought that if he answered with a reprimand, the situation would only get worse. He would rather prove himself with deeds than words. But it wasn’t just at work that trials came. One night when he came home, he found Lorna crying in front of their small table. Lorna, what happened? he asked immediately, coming closer.
Mario, his voice was shaking. My goods at the market went bankrupt. Only a few people bought them and the other vegetables have rotted. I don’t know how we will be tomorrow. Mario burst into tears. He held his wife’s hand. Don’t worry. We will endure. A blessing will come. Just trust. But what if the promise the lawyer is making is not true? What if in the end you don’t get anything? Lor asked, clearly nervous for their future.
I know it’s dangerous but I have to hold on for the children, Lorna. I can’t give up this opportunity. While they were talking, Maricel came in. She was holding her notebooks. Dad, mom, I’m sorry. I’m having a hard time getting in because I don’t have any money left. I don’t want to add to your problems.
Mario hugged his son. Holding back tears. Son, don’t think about that. You’re still a student. No matter what happens, you won’t stop. That’s our dream. The next day, Mario returned to the hospital. Despite his thoughts at home, he had to be strong but it seemed like the opportunity was testing him.
In the cafeteria, while he was eating rice and dry food, some employees approached him. Mario, aren’t you ashamed? Look at that. Your rice and dry food are still dry. Your pet is a millionaire but you are still poor. Maybe he’s already holding on to the money that’s why he’s doing this. One added. Mario endured everything. He forced a smile and said, “The dry food is delicious. As long as I’m full, it’s okay.
Even though he was tired, he endured because he knew that every action was important. When night came, he couldn’t help but talk to the patient. You know, Donya Isabela, I don’t know if you can hear me. But I just want to say, I’m just a simple person. I didn’t think I would be chosen to take care of you but I will do everything because I believe there is a reason why I am here.
The room was quiet but in his heart he felt that he was not alone. The next day Mario returned. Even earlier than before. With new energy. He brought a small radio that he had asked permission to bring. He played old kundiman songs and listened to every melody that seemed to reach the silence of the room.
Maybe you prefer to hear music than the sound of a machine. He said while adjusting the patient’s blanket. The doctor arrived and noticed the change. Hm. Mario, it seems that you are not only watching but also giving life to those around you. Okay, continue with it. This method is not bad.
Again, Mario felt a strange joy. Little by little he became part of Donya Isabela’s world. He was no longer just a janitor but a caregiver, companion and guard. That same night while sitting by the bed, Mario fell asleep from exhaustion. But before he closed his eyes, he held the old man’s hand for a moment.
Don’t give up, Donya Isabela. Fight this. I’m just here. And in the midst of the silence of the hospital, a new chapter in Mario’s life began. His first day as the caregiver of an unconscious millionaire. who despite the silence seemed to gradually become the center of his own hope and change.
A few weeks after Mario began caring for Donya Isabela. The talk began to spread within the hospital. For others, it was strange and funny that a simple janitor was assigned to watch over a famous millionaire. The rumors did not change for Mario. But since he had a heavier responsibility, he felt the ridicule more.
There’s the new nanny of the comatose girl, shouted a nurse while her companions laughed. Maybe she’ll be the one to inherit in the end. Another added while laughing as if she didn’t care if Mario’s feelings were hurt. Mario just bowed his head and continued with his work.
But in his chest, every word hurt. Even if he didn’t show it. There was also a point where he wanted to give up. One day, while he was walking down the corridor, carrying the train of medicine that the nurses were going to give to Donya Isabela, he noticed two janitors he used to know.
Mario, what’s up? You’re different now. You’re the caregiver of the comatose girl. Maybe one day you’ll walk around here like a doctor. One of them laughed. Maybe he’ll even get more companions. But maybe before that he’ll be kicked out. What kind of janitor can last that long in that job? Mario didn’t answer. He just walked away silently.
He thought that if he answered with a reprimand, the situation would only get worse. He would rather prove himself with deeds than words. But it wasn’t just at work that trials came. One night when he came home, he found Lorna crying in front of their small table. Lorna, what happened? he asked immediately, coming closer.
Mario, his voice was shaking. My goods at the market went bankrupt. Only a few people bought them and the other vegetables have rotted. I don’t know how we will be tomorrow. Mario burst into tears. He held his wife’s hand. Don’t worry. We will endure. A blessing will come. Just trust. But what if the promise the lawyer is making is not true? What if in the end you don’t get anything? Lor asked, clearly nervous for their future.
I know it’s dangerous but I have to hold on for the children, Lorna. I can’t give up this opportunity. While they were talking, Maricel came in. She was holding her notebooks. Dad, mom, I’m sorry. I’m having a hard time getting in because I don’t have any money left. I don’t want to add to your problems.
Mario hugged his son. Holding back tears. Son, don’t think about that. You’re still a student. No matter what happens, you won’t stop. That’s our dream. The next day, Mario returned to the hospital. Despite his thoughts at home, he had to be strong but it seemed like the opportunity was testing him.
Mario, what’s up? You’re different now. You’re the caregiver for the comatose one. Maybe one day you’ll walk around here like a doctor. One of them laughed. Maybe even more people. But maybe before that he’ll be kicked out. What kind of janitor can last that long in that kind of job? Mario didn’t answer. He just walked away silently.
In his mind, if he answered with a reprimand, the situation would only get worse. He would choose to prove himself with deeds rather than words. But trials didn’t just come from work. One night, when he came home, he found Lorna crying in front of their small table. “Lorna, what happened?” he asked, immediately approaching.
“Mario, her voice was shaking. My goods at the market went bankrupt. Only a few people bought them and the other vegetables have rotted. I don’t know how we’ll survive.” Mario burst into tears. He was already holding his wife’s hand. Don’t worry. We’ll endure. A blessing will come. Just trust. But what if the promise the lawyer is making is not true? What if in the end you don’t get anything? Lorna asked.
She was obviously nervous for their future. I know it’s dangerous but I have to hold on. For the children, Lorna. I can’t give up this opportunity. While they were talking, Maricel came in. She was holding her notebooks. Dad, mom, I’m sorry. I’m having a hard time getting in because I don’t have any more lunch.
I don’t want to add to your problems. Mario hugged his son. Holding back tears. Son, don’t think about that. You’re still a student. No matter what happens, you won’t stop. That’s our dream. The next day, Mario went back to the hospital. Despite his thoughts at home, he had to be strong. But it seemed like the opportunity was testing him.
In the cafeteria, while he was eating rice and dry food, some employees approached him. Mario, aren’t you ashamed? Look at that. Your lunch is still dry. Your pet is a millionaire but you are still poor. Maybe he is holding on to the money that is why he is like this. Another added. Mario took it all in.
He forced a smile and said, “The dry food is delicious. As long as I am full, it is fine.” Inside, he felt weak. Sometimes he wanted to ask himself, “Am I still doing the right thing? Is all the insults and sacrifices worth it?” But when he thought of his family and the promise of a million, his anger returned.
While he was taking care of Donya Isabela, he was telling stories about his children. You know, Donya, Junjun got high on his quiz. Maricel loves to draw. I hope you wake up and see how old the children are now. Maybe if you were their parents, you would be proud of them too.
As he spoke, he suddenly noticed the patient’s finger moving slightly. He was startled, not sure if it was just his imagination. But he looked back and saw that she remained silent again. “Maybe it’s just my imagination but if you can hear me, I hope you fight back,” Mario whispered.
In the following days, the temptation and mockery increased even more. There was even a time when other nurses deliberately ignored him when he needed help. But he didn’t give up. Every night he came home tired but still had a smile for his children. One night, Lorna spoke to him again.
Mario, you might be struggling too much. Your body might not be able to handle it anymore. Mario shook his head. Lorna, it’s almost here. Just a little. When I finish this, we’ll have a chance to live properly. The children won’t go hungry anymore. Lorna took her husband’s hand again. It’s our decision. I’ll support you.
Just promise, don’t give up on yourself. And despite all the temptations and trials, whether in the hospital or at their home, Mario chose to fight back. Not for his own sake but for the dream that one day they would rise from poverty. His determination was his only weapon against all challenges and that was what kept him strong even though it seemed like everyone around him was against his decision.
At that time, he did not know that his patience would yield something more than he imagined. Something that would change the course of his life and the entire Monteverde family. Weeks passed and Mario gradually got used to his new role. He was no longer nervous whenever he entered Donya Isabela’s room.
Instead, it seemed to have become natural for him to greet and talk to the woman lying on the bed. Even though she did not respond in return. Good morning again, Donya Isabela. He greeted her as he changed the blanket. It’s me again, Mario. Maybe you are tired of my voice. But you
hit you don’t say anything, I want you to know that someone remembers you every day.
At first, his words were quiet. But as the days passed, he got used to telling stories. When he was fixing the pipe or wiping the old man’s past, he shared simple events in his life. Earlier, Maricel almost couldn’t get in because she didn’t have the fare. Luckily, we had a neighbor who loaned us money.
I’m sorry if I’m only talking about problems. But I don’t know, I feel better when I tell you. And with each word, he didn’t realize that his connection with the old man was getting deeper. He wasn’t sure if anyone could hear him but he believed that maybe in a part of his heart someone could understand.
One day of the week, he brought an old radio that his wife had lent him. He played the old man’s song while cleaning the patient’s body. You know, donya, I love these kinds of songs. It’s like time is coming back. Maybe you too? Maybe when you were young you listened to this while dancing.
As the music played, he noticed the old man’s fingers twitching slightly. He didn’t know if it was just a reflex or because he heard the music. He stopped but tried not to make a big deal out of it. A few days passed, and Mario became more open with his stories.
While giving Donya Isabela medicine through a tube, he spoke with all his heart. You know, Donya, sometimes I think if I hadn’t been poor, I might have become a nurse too. But maybe there’s a reason why I’m a janitor. Because if I didn’t get to know you. I might not experience this. He looked at the old man’s face.
There was still no change but he could feel the weight and meaning of his words. If you can hear me, I hope you know. You’re not just a patient to me. You’re like a mother to me who needs to be taken care of. One night after her shift, one of the nurses noticed what Mario was doing.
“Oh, Mario, are you still talking to Donya Isabela? Aren’t you tired of talking to yourself?” he asked. A little annoyed but with a hint of surprise. Mario just smiled. No, not really. Maybe it would at least make her feel that she wasn’t alone. Wouldn’t it be better to try than to just leave her alone? The nurse shook her head. I don’t know about you.
But in reality, you’re different too. Others just do their job and leave. But you treat the patient like family. At that point, Mario felt that he was doing the right thing. Even though not everyone understood, he knew that his concern was meaningful. A few more weeks passed and everything became routine.
He would wake up early, go to the hospital and take care of Donya Isabela. But with each passing day, there was more love and concern in his heart. When he read the newspaper by the bed, he read it out loud. As if he was talking to someone, Donya? It said that a storm was coming. Maybe if you were awake you would worry about your employees.
But don’t worry. Everyone here is safe. Sometimes she brings a simple story from their house. Junjun’s math score is high again. I told her not to imitate her father who was weak in numbers. Maricel drew a picture of our family. She probably put you in the drawing with us because she saw how much I care about you.
She burst into tears as she said that. Even though the old man didn’t respond, she felt the weight of the relationship that was slowly forming between them. I don’t know, Donya, if you’ll wake up. But I hope, I hope you’ll be given another chance. I don’t know why I was chosen. But if this is the reason, I won’t let the opportunity go to waste.
While she was sitting by the bed, a nurse caught her smiling. Mario, it seems like you’ve learned to talk to Donya as if she were awake. Mario nodded. Yes, because I believe it. Maybe she can hear me. Maybe it would help somehow. And with each passing day, it became clearer to Mario that caregiving is not just about food, medicine, or cleansing the body.
It is also about giving a voice, warmth, and a story to someone who cannot speak or move. Through his stories, his music, and his prayers, his bond with Donya Isabela deepened. Even though he did not receive an answer, he felt a connection between the two of them. A connection that others could not understand but that became his support to continue despite the many mockeries and trials around him.
And in those moments, a strange bond began to take shape, a bond of care, trust, and secret hope that would open a deeper chapter in both of their lives. As Mario and Donya Isabela’s bond grew stronger, misunderstandings began to surface in the millionaire’s family.
At first, the relatives were silent and watched Mario as he watched over and told stories to the patient every day. But when they noticed that Isabela’s condition seemed to be improving and the lawyer was becoming more attuned to her. They began to have doubts. One afternoon, while Mario was arranging the old woman’s blanket, two women, Donya Isabela’s sisters, suddenly entered. They were dressed elegantly.
Wearing large jewelry and clearly accustomed to giving orders. Are you Mario? One of them asked coldly as he looked at her from head to toe. Yes, ma’am. She answered at the same time. Don’t you know that what you are doing is shameful? A janitor taking care of our sister? Don’t you have any shame in yourself? Mario fell silent.
He was holding himself back. He knew it would be wrong for him to respond with a rebuke. I’m sorry, ma’am. I was just doing what I was told. Another brother interrupted. His tone was sharper. You don’t deserve to be here. There were many nurses and caregivers but you were the one taken. What are you planning? Do you want to gain sympathy so you can enter the inheritance? Mario was depressed.
I have no other desire than to serve. I’m not after money but he wasn’t listened to. Before they left, one of them said, “Remember Mario, we will never accept you. And when the day comes that we see you taking advantage of our brother’s weakness, we will make sure you are gone from here.”
” After they left, Mario sat down next to Donya Isabela’s bed. Did you hear that, Donya? They don’t like me but even then I won’t leave you. I promise. That night he talked to Lorna about what happened. Dear. It’s like they really don’t like me. It’s like they see me as an enemy.
Lorna held his hand. Mario, don’t forget why you’re there. Not because of them but because of the patient. If you really care, they won’t let you down. The next day, the old man’s nephew arrived, a proud man who always carries an expensive cellphone. He entered the room and found Mario giving Donya Isabela medicine.
Hey janitor, what are you doing to my aunt?” the man asked loudly. Mario was surprised but he answered calmly. “Sir, she’s just taking the medicine through a tube. It’s routine.” “Routine? I don’t know what you’re up to. Maybe you’re putting something in it.” He then took the medicine tray and threw it in the trash.
Mario’s ears pricked up but he controlled himself. “Sir, don’t worry. There’s a prescription and the nurses are teaching me.” The nephew sneered. I don’t believe it. You are just a janitor. Remember, if anything bad happens to auntie, you will be held responsible. He left the room. He was left shaking not with fear but with anger.
But he remembered his wife’s words again, don’t give in to the temptation of emotion. The following week, Attor Mares called him to the office. Mario, I know the hurtful words of the family are reaching you. There are some members who want you fired. I advised Mario. Yes, sir. I feel it.
But if that is their decision, I am ready to return to my old job. The lawyer shook his head. No Mario. You have a contract. And most of all, I have seen your concern. If I were asked, you are more deserving than all his children. Mario was moved to tears by the lawyer’s words. Thank you for the trust. I will not waste it.
But the fight did not end there. One day when he left the hospital, his two men followed him. They watched him until he returned home. He was nervous and told Lorna about it. Mario, maybe they are the ones who feed that. Take care of yourself. Not all fights are inside the hospital. Because of these events, he became even more careful but at the same time, he also became even stronger.
Every day, he returned to Donya Isabela’s side. He told stories, prayed and made the patient feel that there was someone who truly cared about his suffering. “Donya, I don’t know if you can hear me but even if the world is against me, I will not leave you. I am not like others who only worry about your wealth.
For me, you are people not titles or money. And as he listened to the soft sound of the machine next to the bed, he felt that he was making the right choice. Even if there were villains who stopped him, he would not give up. Because his fight was not just a fight for money but a fight for his honor and concern for others.
There began a more serious battle not only against poverty but also against envy, greed and a family that would do anything to banish him from the world of a millionaire who was still sleeping in silence. Five months had passed since Mario began his role as Donya Isabela’s caregiver.
Despite the ridicule, threats from the family and days when he almost lost his strength, he did not give up. Every day, he carefully cared for the old woman. He wiped her, fed her through a tube, talked to her and played old songs. For Mario, he had gotten used to all this and it seemed that the silence of the ICU room had become part of his life.
But one morning, something happened that surprised not only Mario but the entire hospital. As he wiped Donya Isabela’s face, he noticed her eyes blinking. He stopped, still holding the bimpo. He could not believe it. Donya, did you really move? He whispered weakly. But after that, the old man’s body fell silent again.
He ignored it. He thought it might just be a hallucination. But after a few hours, when he spoke to the old man again while playing the radio, his fingers moved again. More clearly, more directly than before. Why, Donya, can you hear me? If you can hear me, blink again.
He gave a weak command. And then Isabella’s eyes slowly blinked. Mario’s eyes widened. My God. He immediately left the room and called the nurse. Miss Doctor, please. Look at Donya Isabella. She moved. At first, the nurses didn’t believe it. Mario, it was just a reflex. It’s normal for patients to move even in comas.
No, it wasn’t just a reflex. I saw it. She responded to what I said. Mario shouted, almost shaking. The doctors and nurses hurried into the room. One by one, Isabella’s vital signs were checked. There they noticed that the oxygen flow was better, the heartbeat was better and his body seemed more alert than before. Impossible.
a doctor whispered. His response was not this strong before. They tried to talk to the patient. Donya Isabela, if you can hear us, blink. And in front of everyone, the old man blinked. The doctors and nurses looked at each other, almost in disbelief. My God, he can hear us. He has awareness.
Everyone was shocked, especially Mario. For five months, he had talked to him every day. Telling him stories of his life and sharing his dreams. And now he felt that all that had not been wasted. Doc, does that mean he is awake? Mario asked. His voice was still shaking. He was not completely awake, Mario. But this was a huge change.
It meant that he was aware of his surroundings. He had possibly been hearing what we were saying for a few months. Mario burst into tears and immediately came to the bedside and took the old man’s hand. You heard me, Donya. All my stories, all my prayers. You heard me. The doctors and nurses watched him.
And for the first time, he wasn’t mocked. Instead, there was a mixture of admiration in their eyes. It seems like you are the reason why he has reached this condition. Mario, a doctor said. Having a companion and talking to him every day has a different effect. This is not just medicine. While they were talking about it, your relative and Isabela arrived.
When they heard the news, they were not happy. How did this happen and why did it seem like only he was being listened to? A brother asked, looking at Mario with a look of disdain. But he didn’t care anymore. What was important was that he saw hope. And in those moments, he felt as if the connection between him and the old man was strengthening.
A few days later, the change became more apparent. When the doctors called Isabela, she blinked in response. When Mario said the names of his children, his hand moved slightly. One night, while Mario was alone in the room, he said, “Donya, thank you. I thought I was useless but because of you, I saw that what I was doing was worthwhile.
” Don’t worry. I won’t leave you. Let’s fight this.” And with those words, tears fell from the old man’s eyes. Mario put his hand to his mouth. He could hardly believe it. Donya, you’re crying. He immediately pressed the alarm and called the nurses. The doctors arrived and saw clear traces of tears on the patient’s face.
Unbelievable, said one doctor. This was the strongest sign that she was about to wake up. And the very first reason was Mario. The news spread quickly throughout the hospital. From being the object of temptation, she suddenly became the center of attention. The one who was once laughed at and called the nurse of the coma is now looked upon with admiration and respect.
But more than anything, a strange warmth flowed through Mario’s heart. He didn’t just care, he became a bridge to restore hope to someone who had almost been forgotten by his own family. And that night, as he watched the slight movement of Isabela’s hand, Mario closed his eyes and prayed earnestly.
Lord, thank you for this miracle. If he really hears me, I will continue my story. Until she finally wakes up, I will not stop. Finally, the day has come that will change not only Donya Isabela’s life but especially the life of a humble janitor who was previously worthless in the eyes of many.
He became the answer to everyone’s question. How does the door of hope open again to someone who was almost considered nothing? The answer lies in caring and a heart that asks for nothing in return. After several weeks of Donya Isabela’s constant movement and response, the day everyone had been waiting for arrived.
One morning while Mario was arranging the blankets and playing his favorite candi man, he noticed that the old woman’s eyes were open longer. “Donya, can you hear me?” Mario asked, barely breathing in nervousness. And for the first time, Isabela blinked continuously and then slowly opened her mouth.
No clear words were spoken, but a weak grunt was enough to show that she was regaining strength. Mario immediately ran outside and called the doctors. Doc, Doc, she’s awake. Donya Isabella was waking up. The doctors and nurses rushed in and inside the room, they examined the patient. Everyone was very happy to see the clear signs of awakening.
Gradually, Isabela was recognized by those around her. “That’s good, Donya.” said the doctor. “Can you hear us?” “If so, please blink your eyes and the old man blinked completely. The room became lively not because of the machines but because of the miracle of being revived. When the doctors left, Mario was left by the bed.
He held the old man’s hand. He couldn’t help but cry. Thank you, Donya, you are really fighting. And in that weak voice like broken glass, he heard the old man’s first words. After a long time, Mario’s whole body trembled. “Did you hear me? It’s me, Mario. I’m just here.
” Isabela spoke again. Almost hoarse. “Thank you for all your stories, for the prayers, for the music. I can hear everything.” Mario was speechless. Her tears fell. She never thought that her simple words and prayers would reach someone who thought everything was lost forever. In the days that followed, Isabela’s condition gradually improved.
With the help of therapy and the guidance of doctors, she was able to speak more clearly. But one thing always came first, finding Mario. Where is Mario? She asked every morning. I want to talk to him. The doctors and nurses wondered. Donya, why Mario? He’s just a Janitor. Isabela smiled. He’s not just a Janitor.
He was my family when everyone left me. One quiet afternoon, while they were together in the room, Isabela opened up about her feelings. Mario, do you think I don’t hear anything? I hear everything. Your stories about your children, your wife’s hardships, the dreams you didn’t fulfill.
That’s when I felt that there was another person in this world with a true heart. Mario was surprised. Donya, is it true that you all heard? My weaknesses? My dreams? Yes. The old man answered. There were tears in his eyes. And then I thought, your concern is more valuable than all my wealth. While I was lying down, I didn’t feel my family.
That was the greatest reward. The old man smiled, squeezed her hand. And that is why you deserve everything. And in that moment, the relationship between a humble janitor and a famous millionaire changed completely. It was no longer just a story of fulfilling a duty in exchange for money.
It became a story of true concern, love and recognition for someone who was once looked down upon. But now, a woman who almost disappeared from the world valued the most. As Donya Isabela continued to grow stronger and was able to speak, the tension between her family and Mario gradually worsened.
The old man’s return to Malayala was a threat to many, but especially to the relatives who had been guarding his property for a long time. It was a threat, especially since it was clear to everyone that Isabela valued the presence of a janitor more than her own blood. One afternoon, the old man’s two brothers arrived with their lawyers.
They looked coldly at Mario who was fixing Isabela’s first. Mario, the beginning of another. It’s probably time for you to leave. You’re not needed here anymore. Isabela is awake so you have no reason to stay. Before Mario could answer, Isabela spoke. Her voice was weak but firm. No, she won’t leave.
She saved me. If she hadn’t, I might not be here now. The siblings looked at each other. Obviously angry and insulted. Isabela, you don’t know what you’re doing. She’s just a janitor. What right does she have to interfere with our family? Isabela replied. Her tone was louder.
She has the right to stay because she gave me life. While all you think about is you, my wealth. Everyone was stunned. They didn’t expect the old man’s open support for Mario. But in their hearts, anger and revenge began to rise. That night, while Mario was on his way home, Isabela’s nephew suddenly stopped him outside the hospital.
“Hey, Mario, don’t be so sure. Just because you won my aunt’s heart doesn’t mean you’re safe. Remember, in the end, family will always be the one to follow.” Mario kept quiet and continued walking but he could feel the weight of the threats. When he got home, he told Lorna about it. Mario, it might be dangerous.
Lorna said while preparing dinner. If what they’re saying is true, they might hurt you. Mario shook his head. I won’t back down, Lorna. If I leave, it’s like I’m giving up. I can’t abandon Donya Isabela, especially since she trusts me the only one. But soon, the family began their more sinister plan.
First, they forced Mario’s contract with the hospital to be canceled. They sent a letter to the management. They said that Mario was unqualified and potentially dangerous to the patient. The hospital director called Mario. Mario, we’re in trouble. Many people are complaining. The patient’s family itself is saying that they don’t you should stay.
Mario was stunned. But sir, the lawyer ordered me and Donya Isabela herself agreed. Is that enough for us to risk the reputation of the hospital?” asked the director. At that point, Mario’s world almost collapsed. But before he could lose hope, Isabela suddenly arrived at their meeting with Atory Ramirez.
“I am the patient,” the old man said, and I have the right to choose who will take care of me. And I chose Mario. If the hospital does not respect that decision, I will simply transfer all my business and contracts to another hospital. The management was forced to back down. They nodded. There was almost nothing they could do under the weight of the Monte name.
But the family still did not stop. In the following weeks, they sent lies and gossip. There was a rumor that Mario was using the old man’s money. There was also a rumor that he was flirting with her to get the wealth. One night while Mario’s family was eating, a neighbor came by.
Mario, I heard at the market. People are saying that you control Donya Isabela. Is that true? Maricel burst into tears. Dad, why are they saying that? It’s not true, is it? Mario stroked his daughter’s hair. It’s not true, son. I’m just doing my duty. Sometimes that’s how it is. When someone is jealous, they will do foolishness.
But Mario felt the weight. Their simple life that had previously been quiet was suddenly tarnished by false accusations. This only made him suffer more but he did not let his courage be broken. One day, Isabela spoke to him when they were alone. Mario, I know my family is making you suffer but don’t be afraid. I will fight for you.
So if I had to choose, I would choose you. And with those words, Mario found a new outlet. No matter how fierce the anger and hostility of Isabela’s family, he knew there was one thing they could never lose. The trust and love of someone who everyone once thought was hopeless.
As the battle continues inside and outside the hospital, Mario and Isabela’s relationship grows stronger. With each attempt by the family to destroy him, Mario’s determination to fight for his honor grows stronger. And in the midst of all the chaos, the world gradually sees that a once humble janitor has become a pillar of hope for a millionaire who almost lost his life.
But in return, he has to face the wrath of a family willing to do anything to maintain power in their hands. After a series of accusations and intrigues sown against Mario by Donya Isabela’s family, there came a point when he almost gave up. But every night when he returned to their village, he saw his children trying to study by the light of a gas lamp and Lorna tirelessly selling at the market.
That’s when he realized he had no right to run away. If he could fight for his honor, he could also fight for his family’s future. One night, Lorna spoke to him after he told her about the repeated insults by Isabela’s relatives. Mario, Lorna said, holding his hands. I see how hard you are.
I see how you are being hurled at with hurtful words. But remember, you are not alone. We are here. If you can bear it for us, we can also bear it with you. Mario burst into tears. Lorna, I don’t know how far I can go. But with each passing day, I wonder if I backed down.
That means I have proven their accusations. And I don’t want Junjun and Maricel to grow up thinking that their father has given up. In the following days, Mario became more determined. When he heard the nurses and staff whispering about him, he no longer showed any emotion. Instead, he showed his loyalty more through his actions.
He watched over Isabela more closely. He made sure that every item was clean and he spent longer hours by the old woman’s bedside. One afternoon, Junjun and Maricel arrived at the hospital with Lorna. Maricel brought a small fruit and a drawing that she had made for Isabela. Dad, the child greeted him happily.
I made this for Donya. I put you in the middle of the drawing. Then I also put Donya Isabela next to us. Mario smiled almost to the point of tears. Thank you, son. We will have it framed so Donya Isabela can see it. When the old woman saw this, she burst into tears, “Mario, your children are like my children too.
I never thought I would feel this kind of love again.” Mario replied. “Donya, you are like family to us. I no longer see you as a patient. You are a mother I cannot abandon.” There, the perspective of some people in the hospital gradually changed. There were some nurses who were dads who mocked her but who secretly admired her.
Do you know that? A nurse said to her colleague. I used to think that Mario was just pretending but I can see how he treats Donya. Like a real daughter. But not everyone is convinced. Isabela’s siblings and nieces still continue to destroy Mario. Whenever they visit, they ignore his presence and secretly whisper to Isabela.
Isabela, don’t trust the janitor Ye too much. In the end, he is still after your money. But Isabela’s answer is firm. If he was after money, he would have left me long ago. But even though there was no certainty, he stayed. As the intrigue deepened, Mario became more of an inspiration to his children.
One night while Junjun was studying, Mario approached him. “Dad,” the boy said. “I see what you do. I want to be brave like you. When I grow up, I also want to help people even if I don’t know them.” Mario smiled and hugged his son. Son, that’s the best thing to hear. Don’t forget.
Being good is not measured by wealth but by the heart. With each passing day, he became more and more a symbol of concern in the hospital. When another patient needed help and there was no nurse nearby, Mario immediately ran. That was not part of his contract.
But he couldn’t help but act, a doctor approached him one night. Mario, you know I’ve seen many patient families here. But I rarely see someone who is not related by blood who is willing to give everything for someone who is not related by blood. You’re different. He replied with a smile. Doc, maybe this is what I’m meant to do in life, to take care of someone abandoned by their own family.
Gradually, his name began to spread throughout the hospital. He was no longer called the coma nurse but the janitor with a heart of gold. And most of all, Isabela’s trust in him deepened. He often said in front of his family, “If there is one treasure that money can’t buy, it’s having Mario by my side.”
Although this angered his brother and nephew even more, Mario was unmoved. He learned that not all battles are about money or power. There is a battle for honor, for family, and for principle. And that’s what he chose to fight for. In his heart, everything was clear. He was no longer just a janitor.
He was now a father who had become a role model for his children, a husband who served as the pillar of their home. And above all, a man who proved that caring and loyalty are incomparable treasures. Despite all the storms, Mario found a new determination that could never be shaken by envy or ignorance.
And that would be his weapon against the greater trials that would come in their lives. With each passing day, it became clear to Mario that his life was slowly changing. The once quiet and full of His days of ridicule as a janitor were replaced by opportunities he never thought would come.
One morning while he was eating a baguette at the side of the hospital, Attherne Ramirez arrived. Mario, “I want to tell you something. Donya Isabela wants to introduce you to some of her friends and acquaintances. You are no longer just her caregiver. You are an important person in her life.” Mario’s eyes widened.
“I am, sir, just a janitor. I might just embarrass them.” The lawyer shook his head. You are not just a Janitor Mario. You were the pillar of Donya Isabela’s life when her family was away. And that was more than any title. A few days later, Isabela took him to a private gathering.
They were at a luxurious hotel where prominent businessmen and politicians were present. Mario almost melted with embarrassment while wearing a borrowed barong. standing next to Isabela. Friends, the old man said as he sat in front of the guests. I want to introduce you to the person I will never forget.
He was the one who took care of me during the times when I had no one to turn to. His name was Mario. One of the guests, a well-known businessman, spoke up. Are you the one Isabela was referring to? Are you the janitor who looked after her while she was in a coma? Mario nodded slowly. Yes. That’s me. I just did the right thing. Some applauded while others secretly talked.
He seemed to be wondering how a lowly janitor could stand among millionaires. But in the midst of his nervousness, a lady approached. Mario, I salute you. Not everyone would do what you did. If I had a business like mine, I would hire you first.
Not because of your cleaning skills but because of your unbuyable honesty. Mario burst into tears when he heard that. For the first time, he was not seen as poor or useless. He was now seen as a person of value. As the weeks passed, Isabela brought him to the gatherings more and more. Sometimes he was with her in board meetings.
Sometimes he was introduced as the guardian who saved her life. But despite everything, he remained humble. When he returned to their house, his children still saw him sitting on the floor, eating dried fruits and rice, and telling stories of the luxuries he saw in the world of the rich.
“Dad, is it true that there is a chandelier that looks like crystal on the ceiling?” Maricel asked, almost in amazement. Yes, my child,” Mario replied. But even though it was that beautiful, nothing could beat the laughter you had in this house. “I also want to go to a place like that, someday.” Junjun said. Mario smiled.
The time will come when you will experience that. But not because of other people’s money but because of your hard work and the right work. At the hospital, the doctors and nurses looked at him better. When he passed by, they no longer made fun of him. Instead, some wished him good morning. Mario or even smiled as a sign of respect.
A doctor even approached him. Mario, you know we have patients who don’t have families. If you agree, maybe you can support them even once in a while. Your presence gives them a strange comfort. He tensed up. Doc, I don’t know if I can do it. If you were able to restore hope to Donya Isabela, you can do it for others too.
Mario couldn’t answer but in his heart a new dream sprouted to help more people, not just Isabela and I. One afternoon, he and Isabela had a quiet conversation. Mario, do you remember the first time I saw you? I don’t Even though my eyes were open, I felt your presence.
I know all this is not an accident. Donya, maybe it was just fate. If they had put someone else next to you, maybe you would have thanked them now. Isabela shook her head. No, not everyone has a heart like yours. So from now on, I want you to get used to the new world. You are no longer just a caregiver.
You are someone that society needs to see. And from then on, the door to a world that was once far from someone like Mario opened completely. The people who used to laugh at him, now take note. The guests who used to ignore him now shake hands and whisper thanks. But despite everything, he never forgot where he came from.
One night, while he was sitting in front of their house, Lorna spoke to him. Mario, so many things have changed in our lives but I want you to promise me. Don’t forget where you came from. She looked up at the sky and smiled. Absolutely not Lorna. This is where I draw strength and this is where I return because you are my true treasure.
And in the silence of the night, he felt that the new world that had opened up to him was not just about luxury but an opportunity to show that even a humble janitor could be a symbol of honor, caring and true change. After a series of changes in his life, one morning Donya Isabela spoke to Mario.
They were on the veranda of the hospital where the doctor often took him out to get some fresh air. Mario, the old man began. I know you didn’t ask for this but I want you to study caregiving. I won’t be here forever and I want to make sure you can continue what you started. Mario was surprised.
Donya, I’m going to study again. I’m old. There’s no place for me in school anymore. Isabela smiled weakly but full of belief. Learning has no age limit, Mario, and the heart you took care of me, that’s what that course needed. Not money, not a diploma. Passion. Despite his nervousness, Mario agreed.
With the help of Attorney Ramirez, he was able to enroll in a night caregiving course. After his shift at the hospital, on his first day of class, he almost trembled as he sat in the room with the younger students. “Sir, are you the instructor?” one joked with a laugh. Mario was advised but replied weakly, “No, I’m a student too.”
” Some laughed at him but he ignored it. In his mind, the opportunity was more important than the ridicule. When he got home, his family greeted him. “Dad, how was class?” Junjun asked. “It’s hard, son, but you can do it. This is for you. Good, Dad!” Maricel replied.
I want to see you wearing a white uniform like a doctor’s smile Mario and since then his family has been inspired by his studies. Months passed, he combined being a caregiver for Isabela and his class. Sometimes he barely slept. During the day he was in the hospital and at night he was in school.
But he didn’t complain because his teachers gradually noticed him. Mario, their instructor said, you have the biggest heart in the class. You may not be the fastest writer but your concern is unmatched. At the hospital, the doctors see your progress. Nurses often approach him.
Mario, please help me with the patient in Ward 3. I know you are already knowledgeable. and that’s where he felt the change. From being a janitor, he gradually became a medical assistant. But not everything was easy. There were nights when he almost lost his strength. Sometimes he fell asleep sitting on the edge of Isabella’s bed.
He was still holding his notes. He woke up when the old man held his hand. Mario, he said weakly. Don’t get tired. I see your sacrifice. One day the whole world will see what you have worked hard for. He became strong. He is not only studying for himself but for his children. For Lorna and most of all for Isabela who gave him this opportunity.
After two years of sacrifice, Mario graduated as a certified caregiving graduate. He didn’t graduate there. He continued his nursing aid course with the help of the scholarship that Isabela secretly reserved for him. On the day of his graduation, his family and Donya Isabela were there, sitting in a wheelchair but smiling.
This is the first diploma in our family. Lorna said in tears as she hugged her two children. Mario approached Isabela. Holding her certificate. Donya, this is for you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have thought I could even get it. The old man smiled with tears in his eyes. Not Mario.
This is for yourself and for all the people you can help. You are proof that dreams never grow old. Since then, Mario has been an inspiration not only to his family but also to his fellow working students. Some people would come up to him and ask, “Sir Mario, how did you do it?” And he always answered, “Don’t be afraid to dream.
Even if you’re a janitor, even if you’re poor. When your heart is true, doors will open.” That’s when his perspective on life completely changed. He was no longer just someone an old man cared about, but he was starting to become an instrument to give hope to others.
And that was the new chapter in his story. The training that not only taught him new knowledge but also strengthened his heart as a symbol of compassion. Despite all the good changes in Mario’s life, his struggle is still not over. With each rise he makes, the anger and envy of Donya Isabela’s relatives become more fierce.
For them, it is a great shame that a former janitor is considered higher by the elderly than they are. One morning as Mario enters the hospital, he is greeted by a lawyer he does not know. Are you Mario Santos? Yes. Why? He replied, “Do you have something on your chest? This is the summons from the court. There is a lawsuit against you.
You are accused of breach of trust and of only cheating on Donya Isabela. Mario looked at his knees as he read the paper. The signatures of the old man’s siblings and niece were listed as the complainants. When he arrived at Isabela’s room, he couldn’t help but cry. Donya, I am being sued.
They say I am using you. The old man was shocked and immediately asked him to leave. Mario, don’t be afraid. I know their accusations are not true. I will not let them hurt you in this way. But Mario felt the weight. That night, he talked to Lorna. Honey, this might be the end of everything. I have nothing against them.He was the new millionaire in the making, whispered a nurse. Maybe he planned to marry Donya. The other replied, laughing. Mario bowed his head. Trying not to get angry. But inside, he was almost going crazy with the pain. One day, he almost gave up. When he got home, he threw himself into a chair and told Lorna, “I don’t want it anymore, honey, it’s too much. I can’t take all this anymore. No matter what I do, they’ll say something.” Lorna came closer. She hugged him tightly. “Mario, think of our children. Think of Donya Isabela. If you let go now, what will you teach them that when you are poor, there is no fight? No, Mario. Show that even a lowly janitor has determination and dignity.
Her husband’s words made her cry and she gathered her strength again. The next day, Atori Ramirez arrived at the hospital. Mario, I heard everything. Don’t worry. We will fight. We have evidence. There are witnesses. They can’t destroy the truth but the process is not easy. At every hearing, Isabela’s relatives humiliate her face to face.
There is no crying, Mario. Someone in the court shouted. You took advantage of our sister’s weakness. A janitor pretending to be good. Mario just silently looked at the floor. But next to him, Isabela sat in a wheelchair. Holding her hand firmly. She didn’t move. Isabela shouted. Everyone was shocked.
If it weren’t for Mario, I might not be here today. He was the only one who truly loved and cared about me. While you, all he thought about was my wealth. The whole court was noisy. But at that point, Mario knew that he was not alone. As the case dragged on, time tested him even more.
There were nights when he could not sleep. Worried about the future of his children. But whenever he saw them still diligently studying and praying for him, his strength returned. I will stand up. He whispered to himself. I cannot give up. And with each passing day, his determination grew stronger.
Even though lies were repeatedly thrown at him, he was unwavering. He knew that in the end the truth would prevail. And above all, he knew that there was someone, Donya Isabela, who was ready to fight for him until the end. The reappearance of obstacles did not prevent him from completely giving up.
Instead, that became the fire that strengthened his courage to prove that not all battles are for money but for dignity and honesty of a heart that no wealth can buy. Several months of court hearings passed. With each passing day, Mario felt that his shoulders were getting heavier.
The accusations against him seemed endless and every court appearance became a battle of dignity against lies. But despite this, he remained standing not only for himself but for his family and for Donya Isabela who believed in him completely.
One morning on the day of the final hearing, Mario woke up early. He prayed silently while holding Lorna’s hand. My dear, I hope this is over. I can’t bear the weight of the case anymore. But if it’s for the truth, I can handle it. Mario, Lorna replied. She squeezed his hand. Don’t be afraid. We are here.
And above all, Donya Isabela was there. You are not alone. When they arrived at the courthouse, the old man’s brothers and nephews were there, smiling contemptuously. They seemed sure of their victory. But in front, sat Isabela in her wheelchair. Head held high and tightly holding Mario. The case is clear.
The family lawyer began. Mario Santos was just a janitor. He used our brother’s weakness to get close and get his hands on his wealth. This was a clear deception and abuse of trust. Everyone fell silent. But when Athery Ramirez stood up, the wind changed. Dear judges, I want to present the evidence.
CCTV recordings showing that Mario did nothing but take care of her. He never once approached Donya Isabela’s accounts. He didn’t take a single cent. All the gossip that spread was fabricated. The testimonies of nurses and doctors were also presented. One by one, they testified that Mario was the reason why the patient’s condition improved.
If he hadn’t been there, Donya Isabela might not be here today, said a doctor. But the most surprising thing was when Isabela herself spoke. Her voice was weak but clear and whole. Judges, if what my family says is true, why is Mario still with me? He was the child I didn’t have.
My family left me bedridden and thinking only about my inheritance. But he, a janitor, gave me time, love and hope.
They have money and power. Lorna held his hand. Mario, if you let go now, you will lose everything you have worked for. Remember, you are not alone. We are here and above all, Donya Isabela is there believe me. But the obstacles didn’t end there.
In the following weeks, gossip spread. Some said they had seen Mario taking money from Isabela’s purse. Others spread false rumors that he was courting the old man so that he could get his hands on the wealth. At the hospital, he felt the whispers return. When he passed by, some staff members would wink and smile.What he did was incomparable. He is the reason. why I am alive today. The court was noisy and all perspectives seemed to be reversed. The judges saw the truth in every word that came out of Isabela’s mouth.
Several weeks passed before the decision was announced. On the day of the reading of the verdict, Mario was restless. His hand was shaking while Lorna held him tightly. In the case filed against Mario Santos after careful examination, the court decided that he was innocent. All the charges were dismissed as if Mario had been pulled out of a thorn.
He burst into tears of joy and immediately hugged Lorna and her children who were being watched. Meanwhile, Isabela’s family was embarrassed. Their faces were red with anger and disgust. Some of their acquaintances began to avoid them. Not wanting to be involved in the scandal they had started.
When they left the court, people greeted them. Some approached Mario, shaking hands and saying, “We salute you. You are an inspiration.” Mario burst into tears. He couldn’t believe that the one who was once looked down upon and called a coma nurse was now looked up to by many. Mario, Isabela whispered while riding in her wheelchair.
I told you, we will win because the truth will never be defeated by lies. Since then, the bond between Mario and Isabela has grown stronger. They are no longer just caregivers and patients. They have become a true family to each other. A family built not by blood but by caring and trust. In their home, Mario’s family has also become even happier.
The children have returned to school and Lorna is able to continue her small business. They feel that they have risen from extreme poverty. One night while they were having dinner together, Junjun spoke. Dad, one day I want to be a lawyer. Like Attorney Ramirez, I want to defend the oppressed.
Mario smiled, almost crying with joy. Son, that’s the best thing to hear. Do that and make sure you bring your heart to every fight. And in that moment, he saw a brighter future not only for his family but for all the people who saw his fight.
Mario, the former janitor, became a beacon of honesty and courage amidst the temptation of money. And his victory in the fight was not only a victory for him but a lesson for society that dignity and truth will always prevail in the end. A few months after the victory in court. Mario and his family’s quiet life gradually returned to normal.
But that normality came with a new meaning. He was no longer the janitor who was looked down upon. He was now the person many looked up to because of his honesty and concern. But beyond the praise of society, Donya Isabela had bigger plans for him. One morning, the old man called him to her mansion.
Atory Ramirez was there. Sitting down and his face seemed serious. As Mario climbed the large stairs, he couldn’t help but feel nervous. When he entered the living room, he was greeted by Isabela, who was now stronger and could walk with a cane. Mario, the old man began. It’s been months since you saved not only my life but also my reputation in society.
I know I said this in court but now that I’m here in front of you. I want to repeat that I owe you everything. Mario sighed, barely able to look up. Donya, I didn’t do it for a reward. I did it because I knew it was right. Isabela smiled and motioned to Atar Ramirez.
That’s why now I want to pass on to you something that is not just a treasure but an inheritance. The lawyer opened a folder and laid out some documents on the table. Mario’s eyes widened when he read what was written. a piece of land in the province, some shares in the Monteverde Group business and a large sum of money in the bank.
Donya, what is this? Mario was barely able to speak. A gift, the old man replied. A gift of trust and gratitude. I don’t want you to think I’m buying your goodness. That’s why I gave you a choice. You can refuse. But if you accept, remember that this is not just for you. It’s for the future of your children.
Mario’s voice trembled. I don’t know if I’m worthy of this. I’m just Johnny Tor. How can I handle something this big? Isabela came over and touched his shoulder. Mario, I don’t look at you as a janitor. I look at you as someone with a heart that no amount of money can buy.
And if there’s anyone worthy, it’s you. Attorney Ramirez spoke again. Mario, you can use the land to start a business. The shares in the company are small compared to the total, but enough to give you income every month.And the money in the bank you can set aside for your children’s education. At first, Mario firmly refused.
Donya, I’m scared. People might think that their accusations that I’m using you are right. But Isabela smiled, full of determination. Let them speak. The important thing is that we both know the truth. And one day, when your children graduate, when you’ve helped others, no one will doubt it.
Finally, Mario Luhaan nodded. If it’s for my children, I’ll accept it. But wait, I won’t use it for luxury but to help. And that was the beginning of a new phase in his life. A few months later, Mario built a small shop on the land given to him.
It gradually grew until it became a rice and vegetable business that provided jobs to farmers in their town. Not only his family was helped but also neighbors who had been mired in poverty for a long time. At the same time, he decided to establish a scholarship foundation for young people who are unable to study.
He named it the Isabela Mario Foundation. In honor of the old man who trusted him, “This foundation will be built,” Mario said at the first meeting of the scholars. Not to show off but to prove that poverty is not an obstacle to dreams. If I can find even if I am just a janitor. You can too.
Some of the students who attended were moved to tears. For them, Mario was not only a scholarship provider but a model of true success. At the hospital, Mario’s former colleagues were overjoyed. It’s terrible, he was the one who was being helped before. Now he is the one helping. whispered a nurse but Mario has not changed.
When he returns to the hospital to visit Isabela, he is often seen talking to the janitors and nurses. Eating simple bread in the canteen and chatting as if it were old times. One night while he and Isabela were together on the veranda of the mansion, Mario asked. Donya, sometimes I wonder, why me? With so many people around you, why did you choose me? The old man smiled.
Slowly looking at the star. Because of all those who passed by me. You are the only one who did not look at my wealth. You are the only one who looked at me as a person. And that is the richest of all. And with those words, Mario felt that all the hardships, tears and ridicule he had gone through had meaning.
The old man’s gift was not only wealth but also opportunity. An opportunity to change the fate of not only his family. where many people also dream of getting out