Saturday, July 26, 2014

I Am Losing Danielle's Love #OFW44



We headed at the hotel, found the bar, seated and ordered a bottle of tequila.

“Drink Pareng Mike…no problem….”

“Okay, Cheers!”

“Cheers to us Mike, I wanted you to be with me and assist me with my job. I’ll offer you 2,000 dirhams per month as your salary and other free benefits coming from me personally. You can stay with me I’ll provide a room for you….It’s better than working in a coffee shop with a salary of 1,000 dirhams. I’ll process your documents here in Dubai….Are you with me?”

“You’re so kind to me Marco…”

“Remember in Manila….you helped me and Ayah?”

“Okay Marco, I’ll work for you.”

“This coming Friday, we can meet in my flat….I mean a meeting with the group. You want an appetizer…beef steak?”

“Yes Marco…..your shot now.”


We happily continued our conversation while drinking when Mike noticed Danielle and Roger came inside the bar, seated and ordered.

“Marco, look, it is Danielle ….and Roger Ferrer…” Mike whispered to me.

“Where….What table?”

“Over there….near the counter…”

“Ohhh….yes, it’s them….back me up, okay?” I went to their table, seated in front of them and looked at them without saying a word.



“How’s the night Danielle?”

“Marco…..Marc just going out with Roger…my life is boring for the past months…you know…” Danielle answered.

“Can we talk personally, just you and me…. without the presence of an alien from Mars like your companion now?”

“I’m not an alien you rotten…..” Roger answered.

“Go…go…out!” I suddenly clamped my palm to Roger’s fingers. He went outside where Mike followed and observed him. When Mike came back, I gave money for the payment of our food and drinks. “Mike, drive my car….follow me to Jumeirah Beach…here’s the key…”

“Okay Marco, I’ll follow you at the back…”


I held Danielle’s hand tightly towards her car.

“Where’s the key?” I said seriously to her. She got on her bag and handed it to me.“Now, get inside!” Pushing her at the front seat. I drove the car headed to Jumeirah Beach without saying a word and Mike followed us. I parked the car in a parking lot in front of the house, opened the car and pulled Danielle’s out. She opened the door and seated at the sofa.

“Now talk!” I shouted at her. “What’s the meaning of this?” While Mike served us hot coffee, “Why you’re not answering your phone?” She’s not answering me that I banged the flower base at the wall.

“You want to know Marco?” she said with hatred in her eyes.

“Yes I want to know everything!”

“I’m bored with my life....you have your own family, but look at me….nothing!” Danielle answered while crying.

“We have children Danielle…I love them…and I love you!”

“Loving me…more than your family…huh Marco?”

“We have an agreement Danielle…...we talked this before, isn’t it?”

“Yes but I want that to be cancelled!”

“Or…are you taking revenge with me?”

“You’re thinking that….you fool!”

“Why, Roger taught you to do that?”

“Roger Ferrer can give what I want in life now…he proposed to me...a marriage...can you give that Marco?”

“Ohhh, don’t you dare me Danielle.... don’t you dare!”

“Yes Marco!”

I grabbed Danielle’s neck, slapped her checks while Mike held me tightly away from her.

“Danielle…go to your room!” Mike commanded her while still holding me. Mike and I seated for a while, got a bottle of Tequila and continued our session.

“Mike where’s the lemon?”

“Sorry, I forgot…for a while…” He went to the kitchen for slices of lemon and put in a table.

“Mike what do think of my situation?” I asked him.

“Marco, I could not give you a word that can describe your situation with Danielle...even me, I have issues with my woman...but I think, follow what’s best for you.”

“And…some more…”

“And….secure your children with Danielle in Bacolod City...”

“And…”

“Do you love Danielle besides Ayah…. your family?”

“I started to love her since she was here in Dubai….have another child..and now...” My word’s lost into the stillness of the night that my tears suddenly fall without knowing it.

“Pareng Marco…I understand you…” Mike held my hand. “You know what, I remember when we first met at the pier, I saw you as a fighter….”

“Yes Mike….a new love blossomed for Danielle…but she ruined it instantly.”

“Marco…let’s go to sleep…we have a lot to do tomorrow I think?”

“Okay, let’s sleep here in the sofa…wake me up seven in the morning Mike.”

“Fine….okay Marc.

We slept together in the sofa not knowing what happened while I was sleeping. Mike woke me up and I instantly asked him.

“What time is it Mike?”

“Six thirty in the morning.”

“Where is she?”

“Still.… inside the room.”

“Okay…call her….I’ll take a bath first.” When I finished taking a bath I observed that she’s not in the dining table. I put on my clothes and asked Mike about Danielle.

"I knocked the door but she’s not answering Marc,” Mike said,


I dialed her number, waited but still not answering the phone.

“Mike let’s go.”

TO BE CONTINUED==

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Saturday, July 12, 2014

The Recruitment of Mike Luna #OFW43


It was in the year 1993 of August, when I went back to Dubai after my vacation.

My scheduled flight going to Dubai was on time in the evening of Saturday, 14th day of August 1993. I was contemplating every details of what I organized behind with Bryan and Ayah. The things that troubled me were the organization of my future business partnership with Edward.

Danielle did not call me even once while I was on vacation, neither anticipating my call on her mobile phone. The information which I had when I called the manpower office, really bothered me, but I had the notion that Roger Ferrer and Ryan Mallari were behind this problem.

When I landed in Dubai International Airport, again, I tried to call her but in vain. It was eleven in the morning that I directly reported to my office for I missed my work and to ironed-out any possible problem that may arise. I called my assistant to relay a message about an emergency meeting to them.


The things in my mind were to reorganize the present placement of personnel and their new job responsibilities, the new approached of building sales, the lowering of in-store expenses, the new innovations and additional outlets in different areas around United Arab Emirates.

Since the manpower agency was different from food business, I separated the strategies of the two entities when I reorganized my direction.

Around four in the afternoon, my assistant summoned me at my office that our meeting was ready in the conference room. I walked briskly towards the meeting place holding my laptop and folders. I seated and greeted them all. “Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, everybody’s present?”

“Sir, only Madam Danielle is absent,” my assistant answered.

“Reason please…”

“I telephoned but her mobile is closed.”

“Any report about her when I’m away?”

“For the first month, she’s with us but lately….not regular in attendance.”

“Okay contact her today to report to me. First of all, kindly make reports for your respective management group for the past months, decipher the problems and solutions and for the overall impact and give your personal suggestions for the following; opening of the new outlets, product innovations…any innovations that are helpful with our operations and any suggestions are welcome. I need your reports tomorrow evening. Understood?”

“Yes sir,” they answered in unison.

“Okay dismissed, thank you to all.” I took a short rest to regain my strength and to think the best possible action when worst comes to worst. The more I experienced about the food business, my maturity was showing in terms of the overall management. As what I studied in advance and the experienced that I had for my friends, I was thinking that this was the time to talk to them to work for me.


I started my round-up for my plans with Danielle at the Jumeirah Beach around five in the afternoon riding my own car. I reached the house, opened with my own duplicated key, entered and looked around the house. I sensed something went wrong with this house, even the arrangement of the beddings. I continued searching around the house where I found an attaché case and three long folders. I hurriedly carry the items at the back of my car and left.

I stopped and parked at the parking lot near the Satwa Roundabout; walked towards the store where I worked before. I asked for Ruel Mondragon and we talked about the meeting next Friday morning. Then, I went to the Bank Street to meet Mike Luna.



“How are you my friend?”

“Fine Marco.”

“What happened, any problem?” I said eyeing his physical movements.

“I’m troubled….lots of bad things happened to me…,I heard you went on vacation?”

“Yes with my family, remember those days...when you helped me and Ayah?”

“Yes, that was before when I planned to work here in Dubai….,I thought everything’s okay….how’s...my family back home?”

“I talked to her….she’s also worried….I think it’s your fault Mike…can we talk this over next Friday morning in my flat?”

“What about?”

“Helping you?” I said holding his left arm.

“You helped me a lot Marco, what can I say...okay Marc, you’re the boss!”

“That’s my Pareng Mike...lady-killer...ha-ha-ha-ha-ha…”

“Beautiful ladies...always a problem...” Mike said while doing his usual gesture when it comes to women.

“That’s right….only once in a while…not always…”

“Pareng Marco, speaking of beautiful ladies, I saw Danielle with Ryan once,then, with Roger, only two weeks ago...”

“Shhhhhh shut up! Can you come with me now...can we talk about this matter?”

“Where?”

“Which place do you like?” I asked this question openly to him. “Le Rendezvous disco in Al Nasr Leisureland...or..okay then, I’ll talk to your manager, emergency is the reason?”

“Ohhh you’re the best Pare!”

I talked to Mike’s manager, favor accepted and we left the place. Still outside the mall, I asked Mike. “You have something to do in your flat, I can help?”

“What Pareng Marc?”

“You know me isn’t it...I’ll help you anyway I can, the problem is you...you don’t trust me...you decide without thinking...am I right Mike?” I touched his feelings. “Look what happened to you?” I put my arms around his shoulders. “Where’s your flat..Come on, we’ll going to your flat.”

We went to Mike’s flat in Karama. He was renting a room amounted to 600 dirhams with his girlfriend.


“Marc, I don’t have food to offer to you, just instant coffee,” Mike said.

“It’s okay, thank you. So, this is your life with your live-in partner?”

“Yes Pare…it’s hard for me now…”

“Why do you like this situation, because of a woman? How about your wife and son in the Philippines?” Mike dropped his eyes down to the floor, when he looked at me, tears started to form.

“I cannot control myself Marco, I needed a woman by my side always...I missed my wife Lina.”

“You are not trying your best Mike. I’m happy for you, because you wanted to work here in Dubai, for your family….or for your selfish desires? Yes, we need women but not to interfere with our goals in life. We are the driver not them? If you want my help, then, change for the betterment of your life because I don’t want disorganized people in my company. If you accept my offer, come with me in the car; I’ll wait for you there for 5 minutes at the most.”


I left him instantly without looking at him; sat on my car waiting for him. After two minutes, I saw him coming nearer to me.

“Marco…Pareng Marc, I’ll go with you,” he said looking at me into my eyes.

“Then, come inside, we’ll eat or drink?” He didn't said a word, just looked at me squarely.

We ate in a Filipino Restaurant at the Al Riqqa Street. I ordered grilled chicken breast, Indian poori bread, green salad, and ice cream as dessert. I slowly chewed my food and observed him eating, thinking, he was not eaten this kind of food before? "Mike, you want something more to eat? What do you like?” I asked him



“Just order another grilled chicken for me.”

“Fine Mike,” as I ordered another grilled chicken for him I asked him, “Can you tell me now about Danielle, what you saw?”

“Yes, they’re together at our coffee shop and talking each other, seemed some understanding between them.”

“I see, okay, how about your live-in partner?”

“Yes, we’re partner but she’s having my monthly salary that I cannot move with my own. But, our way of living isn’t good. Only that, I used her every time I want to…”

“If you want, I’ll talk to her personally because I want you to work with me. I’m opening up more stores in the future. Are you in or just a little vague?’

“Pareng Marc I wanted to change my life…okay we’ll talk to her.”

“Great Pareng Mike…good…..”

“I’ll finish my food...first, okay pare?”

“Yes, because I’ll buy something for you, pants and polo shirt...”

“Why?”

“Look at you? We’ll have to drink in a hotel.”

“Yes, okay Marco.”

We went to the Al Guhrair Shopping Center, bought Mike’s Lacoste perfume, pants, polo shirt and shoes. I wanted him to dress like me, with pleasing personality and great lifestyle.


“Marc, I’ll change my clothes inside the dressing room?” Mike asked me.

“Yes over there...”

“Pareng Marc...see, you like it?”

“Yes, I thought you’re an actor, Kevin Costner!”

“I’m back in the circulation again!”

“Okay let’s go!”

“Where?”

“Marriott Hotel in Murraqabat Road…”


“Yes okay.”

We headed at the hotel, found the bar, seated and ordered a bottle of tequila Cuervo.

“Drink Pareng Mike…no problem….”

“Okay, Cheers!”

“Cheers to us!”

“Mike, I wanted you to be with me and assist me with my job. I’ll offer you 2,000 dirhams per month as your salary and other free benefits coming from me personally. You can stay with me I’ll provide a room for you….It’s better than working in a coffee shop with a salary of 1,000 dirhams. I’ll process your documents here in Dubai….Are you with me?”

“You’re so kind to me Marco…”

“Remember in Manila...you helped me and Ayah?”

“Okay Marco, I’ll work for you.”

“This coming Friday, we can meet in my flat….I mean a meeting with the group. You want an appetizer, beef steak?”

“Yes Marco….Your shot now.”


TO BE CONTINUED===

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Monday, July 7, 2014

My Two Children with Danielle #OFW42




I called up Governor Benjamin Gustilo for my visit to the children in Bacolod City, that he welcomed me with open arms. For what I had done for the past months, I personally visited my son Marco Gustilo Fernando Junior and my daughter, Shaira Rose Gustilo Fernando.

“Mr. Gustilo, good day to you!” I greeted the father of Danielle.

“Yes, Marco, how are you and my daughter Danielle?”

“We’re fine and good Mr. Gustilo…our businesses are great and moving.”

“Here too, the children are doing fine for their studies especially Marco Junior…he’s growing faster than I expected. Your daughter too…a beautiful child...I’m happy for them.”

“Thank you Mr. Gustilo….I trusted you about the children and their welfare.”

“They’re in school right now Marco.”

“Okay I’ll visit them there.”

“Okay Marco.”

“Thank you Mr. Gustilo.”

I came back to the shopping center where I left Edward, Larry, Bryan, Donna and my family.

“Edward, come with me.”

“Where?”

“We’ll visit my son and daughter to the school.”

“What’s the name of the school?”

“Of course, the Catholic School where I graduated!”



We headed to Lacson Street going Colgeio de San Agustin and parked at the back of the school. We asked the security guard to visit my children inside that he gave us a temporary ID’s. I observed the school campus; still the same but there were some new small constructed building at the side of the San Agustin Coliseum where my graduation was held.

We seated at the school open canteen and I told Edward to order our snacks while I went to Marco Junior classroom. When I arrived, the teacher was explaining something in front of her class. I saw Marco talked to her teacher where he approached me and give respect.

“Good morning Daddy, my teacher wants to meet you inside the classroom?”

“Yes sure my son.”

We went inside the classroom smiling to them.

“Miss Bueno….classmates….this is my father…his name is Mr. Marco Fernando!” Marco Junior introduced me.

“Good morning Miss Bueno…..good morning to all!” I said.

“You know Mr. Fernando, we have a regulations here in school that when a parent visits his/her child in school…the student must introduce him/her parent on his classmates….and he’s excuse from class, if he/she wants to...,” the teacher said.

“Okay then, Marco Junior…let’s find your little sister.”

We visited Shaira Rose in her classroom, that I did the introduction too, then, left together with her maid, tutor and the driver. I asked Edward to go to the shopping center to accompany my family while I was with the two kids.

“Daddy where are we going?” Marco junior asked.

“We’re going shopping…..eat in a fast food..what do you think?”

“Yes Daddy, I love it!”

“How about you beautiful lady?” I asked my daughter.

“Yes…Daddy….”



We drove along the North Drive where we dined inside the Shakey’s Pizza Parlor. I ordered a whole Pepperoni Pizza, salads a pitcher of soda.

“Marco Junior, Shaira...…you like this pizza flavor?

“Yes Daddy.” Junior answered.

“Okay let’s eat now?” I said.

“Daddy, let’s give thanks to the Lord first.”

“Okay, lead the prayer Marco Junior.”

Marco Junior led the prayer to us, which gave me the heartfelt pride of being a father to this boy.

“Marco Junior, you’re the eldest and you should give good example to your sister. No matter what happen, just call me, okay son?”

‘Yes Daddy, I will.”

“You’re in high school now…what course are you planning to take up son?"

“I will take up Bachelor of Arts first, then,….another course, be like Papa Ben.”

“Great my son….don’t forget to pray always…okay son?”

“Yes Daddy.”

“Would you want something to buy son?”

“Yes Daddy…..computer notebook Daddy….”

We went to the computer shop nearby, search for computer notebook and bought one.

“Thank you Daddy!”

“Welcome my son….and for my beautiful princess, what do you like?”

I hugged my little princess who just smiling and kissing me.

“Okay I will buy you a big teddy bear….huh Shaira Rose?”

“Yes…Daddy!”

I bought a big Teddy bear for her in the next shop and I brought them home.

“Daddy, where’s Mommy?” Marco Junior asked me.

“She’s in Dubai, she’s fine and love you so much.”

“Okay Daddy Bye!”

The two kids hugged me tightly and I left going to the shopping center. I looked for them inside the center and found them eating inside the new restaurant.

“Ayah where’s Edward? I asked.

“I saw him in the kitchen of the restaurant?”

"Why?”

“Larry’s there inside the office.”

I walked towards the counter and asked for Edward.

“Sir, just a minute I’ll call him.” The cashier answered me.

Edward appeared from the office and smiled.

“Marco, how’s your shopping spree with your kids?”

“Fine….and why are you there…in the office?”

“Look my friend, this is my new restaurant.”

“Ohhh…I see…. Let’s eat my friend.”

“Okay, but wait, when will be our partnership…for the new restaurant business?”

“I will organize the existing business here in Bacolod City….then, I’ll be in Dubai for this new endeavor, okay Marco?”

“That’s great Edward!”

“You’ll stay here in Bacolod?”

“Tonight.... our flight going to Manila.”

“Okay, take good care of your family…just call me if you want something for Marco Junior.”

“Thanks a lot my friend.”

“Okay…take care…bye friend!”

I telephoned my manager in Dubai to get the reports and told me that everything’s running smoothly. I dialed Danielle’s number but her phone was closed. Again, I dialed the manpower office in Al Maktoum Street and asked about Danielle.



We came back to Bacoor, Cavite and had a serious talked with Ayah Isabel, Bryan and family.

“Ayah, take care of the children welfare, hired professionals for them, if you need. I want you to love them as much as I do. I’ll provide you a personal mobile phone for our communication. Send them to the best school in Manila when they graduated from elementary school. I want you to transfer in a condominium if you want to, just tell me. And for you Bryan, I want you to manage the manpower agencies in Makati and Ortigas branches. You know, Edward and I are planning to put up a new fast food concept in Metro Manila, Dubai and Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. The futures for these endeavors are very high in terms of the monthly revenues. That’s why I began my feasibility studies last year. I’ll stay there in Dubai, then, in Saudi for these reasons and I need both of you to help me. Ayah, Bryan, you get what I mean?”

“Yes Marco, I’ll submit to you my plans about our children and family.” Ayah answered.

“As for me Marco, I’ll do what you say.” Bryan said.

“After organizing these works; legalities, documents, etc…. I’ll be back in Dubai next week, planning for a new business and this time, I'll resign in my job to keep the manpower services running smoothly.”



TO BE CONTINUED===




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