
Biglang gave me a loan of 500 million when I said that I would travel to another country to be able to travel. The day I went to the airport, I was silent as I discovered the strange truth.
I was coming to the hospital with my wife and I was Miguel Santos in Quezon City. Hindi always seemed to be a good page, but I considered it to be my own worthlessness because of the mentality I have in my Nanay Lourdes: She is a subtle, rare wisdom, that gives gentle guidance.
Pagod na pagod ako a job recente; Abala and Miguel didn’t seem to care much. When I saw that I was looking tired, my grandfather called me one day in the desert and placed a cow on my face.
“If I can do it, I can get ₱1,000,000 from it. Travel to another country for a few weeks to earn money. I hope we can get it back.”
Natulala ako. Now I was given a long time by my grandfather who told me that I was going to travel. When one day came, but there was a doubt in my heart: why did he not want to leave the house at this time?
As soon as I woke up, I still had the luggage, and I booked a flight to Europe from NAIA Terminal 3. In Hindi Tumutol, Miguel said in a long voice: “When I woke up, I changed my environment. My father restored my house.” Ang sentence na iyon ay nagparamad sa akin ng mais hindi maipalavajan.
The first day I left for the airport, I was personally told by my grandfather, who gave me many instructions. He accepted my request and smiled at me. But when he asked me, I decided: I will fly away as a virgin, then I will not return quietly to find out what is happening at home.
Sumakay ako ng grab pauwi, bambana ng ilang daang metro ang layo mula sa house, at walking. When I reached the village, I bought a bottle and put it on my hand. Bumukas ang pinto at may tawa at pag-utsap sa loob. Look at some corner. Ang tagged in the face of my mother and the nag-iwan of a man who was able to speak Hindi: I was able to speak a little while talking to Miguel at a group of people, innocently leaning on the back of Miguel’s shoulder.
Ang more surprising: naroon din si Nanay Lourdes. Hindi siya tumutol, bagkus ay naglabas siya ng mas maraming food, happy sininang:
“Now that I am pregnant, I am not able to sleep. For a long time, I have been taking care of my daughter, Miguel. While I have been nursing this girl, I have found it interesting.”
The noise in my ear. It turns out that a trip is just a reason to temporarily disguise a house, clearing the way for someone else to enter. Ang ₱1,000,000 a year “consolation” for a person who did not leave peacefully.
When I started talking, I did not return to Hindi. The snake-arch like a small hotel in Ortigas, and the snake-like snake turns the whole magdamag. I am sick, but I am falling down after learning Hindi. Kung tahimik lang ako, ako rin ang magdurusa.
Instead of talking to a lawyer, I did not ask for advice about my procedure for legal treatment of cases when I am a non-Aryan; At the request of my acquaintances to record and clear the evidence (mga picture, clip, log when entering and exiting the subdivision). I would like to be transparent to everyone.
After two weeks, when I was once on the “land of Europe”, I entered the room and gave my lawyer a glimpse of my papers. Map their face. Napabuntong-hininga si Miguel, nalilito si Nanay; Quickly he turned and added another leg.
Look at me straight, my voice is calm but firm:
“Maraming salamat po sa P1,000,000 na given niyo sa akin, Inay. Using that money to start a new life – more free at more relaxed. Simula now, hindi na ako baayenge sa family ito.”
After this, I placed some of the legal documents on the table, walked towards them, and did not look back. At that time, I actually left that house – Hindi as an abandoned man, but as a woman was not strong enough to choose happiness for herself.
“To Pipirmahan and my welfare”
After two weeks of leaving the house, I went to the small studio of Mandaluyong. In the early morning, open the window without looking at the flow of traffic on EDSA. The lawyer sent these documents to my table: a petition for a legal separation, an application for protection under RA 9262 (punishment against women at my age), and a draft separation of properties. ₱1,000,000 in Nanay Lourdes—Again, ₱200,000 for the lawyer’s fees, ₱120,000 for a security deposit at three high prices, and the remaining amount was deposited in a time deposit under my name.
After speaking, call your Atty. Dela Cruz:
“The TPO (Temporary Protection Order) has been issued by the RTC Quezon City. The Sheriff has supervised it for Miguel now. Because we need to attend the barangay mediation under the Lupon procedure. What is the point?”
“I will drop it,” I replied. “I would like to hear a true story—the last chance.”
The Barangay Hall is more crowded than expected. Si Lup Tagapamayapa was sitting in the middle, on a table with BPSO. Dumating si Miguel kasama si Nanay Lourdes; A young girl from a long time ago—not naked Rina—was sitting at the back, looking at me like summer. Insert a USB on my picture on the front of the phone: mga log subdivision, mga clip ng sal, mga text message. Ibinaba said Miguel towards his head.
I don’t think anyone will agree with me. Every now and then I spoke, word for word:
“Iminumungkahi ko ang legal na separation; My ari-arian according to the law, hindi na kamukta. Hindi ko nag ng sustenance, ke liye ke liye hiwalay ng agar agar agar ke agar bhi ke nameng, at ke ng car ka kayng ka nameng. Ang ₱1,000,000 nahi aayi nahi aayi nahi aayi a partial settlement ng share ma ari-arian. Hindi ko nag-sign ng NDA for manahimik about the reason for separation. We must protect the truth of my name. “The girl follows me.”
Hinanav ni Nanay with his hand on the table:
“What kind of cold is there in my mouth? How can I help mommy and my lover?”
Looked straight at my wife:
“Ang pera ay hindi nagmamaakaawa. It ang price ng ticket para makaalis ako sa house kaun ako banalitaan. At clear na nakasaad sa RA 9262: Violan din ang pang-abuse sa economiya. Pat na ang tahim ko.”
Miguel si tumingala, his voice hoarse:
“Ako… mengi ng paumanhin.”
You go to Lone and open the document:
“Tutol ba ang asawa mo sa mga prekul ng ari-arian, o gusto mo pa ring mag-file ng counter-proposal?”
I am smiling at Miguel. I want to say Nana, then napalunok.
Biglang spoke to Rina, but not her voice:
“Ako… Humming ng paumanhin sa iyo. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang amaat niya (Nanay). Sabi niya, kung okey lang ako, maagig ng ng allah. But… Ayoko nang destroy ang akoye ng bahar.”
Silence the whole room. Tumalikod si Nanay:
“Anong alam mo, child!”
Look at me Rina:
“My father. My whole life will be in the same circle as anyone else. I will be like everyone else. The other side of the unit will be like that.”
Ang mediation ay ended with a settlement: Nilagdaan ni Miguel ang isang no contest sa legal na separation, sumang-ayon na paghiwalin ang mga debt, transferred ang title ng ari-arian ayon sa draft ng abogado; Ang two parties ay hindi nang-aapi sa isa’t isa, irrespeto ang TPO.
Took a copy of the decision and came out from the balcony of the barangay. The clouds were filled with strong rain and the clouds were filled with dust. If you go under a roof that may be corrugated, then suddenly you will find that ₱1,000,000 is on top of the NAIA—it will be like a stone without any space or like air.
While speaking, I wrote a letter, and did not send it to my grandfather through a lawyer:
“Instead, I included a copy of the statement of my expenses for the gynecologists amounting to ₱1,000,000: payment to the lawyer, UPA, advance for psychological treatment. The rest was allocated for my own emergency fund. Hindi you would pay or ask for it. Hindi it was my money, but the part I did not get was the money for the treatment of the young child.
Hindi I don’t wait for the answer.
A month ago, the RTC issued a Legal Separation Decree. Accept any Order at any Certificate of Compliance. Send message to Miguel:
“Igagalang ko ang lahat. Salamat at hindi mo ito ginawang banaran ng warhan.”
I replied in Hindi. The silence of my new line of life.
Nagpunta ako a small clinic sa BGC. Gave it to a doctor who was a lonely person: Write down three things that you are not grateful for every day, even if it is a small thing like “I don’t drink tea,” “The window is raining,” “The shoes are not hurting.” Noon una, akala koi kalo kohan. But a single day, I wrote: “I am grateful to you for my self-confidence.”
Return to your job, humihiling na magpalit ng team para Hindi, no need to walk the same route every morning. Last week, I signed up for a class on building buildings in the Capitol. Tumunog ang kalan ng uling, at ang amoy ng harina ng bigas at niyog ay nagpasakit sa aking mga mata—dahil man sa usok o sa zindagi na nagluluto ako ng bagong batch.
Then call Nana Lourdes. He made an appointment at the Quiapo Church, saying that he liked his “last chance to pray.” Nagpunta ako. He looked at me, his eyes were dark. He put a paper bag on the chair:
“For those of you who are registering your household, some other small documents are not required at the bank to change your name.
I am waiting for you.
Napabuntong-hininga siya:
“I have no money… I can’t afford $1,000,000 to go to my house. I thought I was making things like ‘machines’. But when I was without a house, I realized that I don’t have much money in a house, I can’t live without a house when there is no one doing it. With my child… I am struggling with Hindi, I am a month old. Just like me… I am a beginner. I can live my life as long as I can. But when I want to live, I can do it. Bibingka, to make the mother feel comfortable in the house.”
His body did not smell like balm, it was slightly wet. The Hindi speaking man said, ‘I will teach you.’ I will speak to you:
“How to make your own home when you give birth to a child?
She kissed him, touched his lips, and ran away.
Named someone coming online at the panaderya na “Sala Lights”—mga ilaav sa sala. At each corner of the binalot there is waxed paper, at each corner there is a small cap shell like a small parole. Donate a portion of your money to a fund to support women going through legal separation at TPO if anyone has to leave the house during the night.
I myself saw the first order of Barangay San Isidro—where my name was changed to that of a mayor in the afternoon. Tiningnan ng BPSO ang kahon ng cake at mimeen:
“What about Bumalik?”
“I will make you pay for it,” I replied. “Salaam sa desk at pen mo.”
While talking, I saw her wearing a hat and said it through the window of my studio. There was no light, at that moment the light fell on the wall. Binuksan ko ang aking telefon at nai-type ang hulang mga saalika akari sali:
“When I came back, I went out of the house and bought a plane ticket at a price of more than ₱1,000,000. Now, I came back to my house and ordered a court, a small storehouse, and bought a book with my own light. I won’t even a dog.
A new order has entered. The actress said, “Para kay Nanay. Hindi very sweet.” I smiled, at the sight of the sunset. The joy of the leaves growing on the grass, the flour rising on the grass, the salt on the eggs not growing—the joy of the house I built, using my own earnings on my own reality.
