Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Buhay OFW TV Taping Interview #BuhayOFWTV



Buhay OFW TV taping interview with Executive Producer, Nitz Magsino, Director Writer, Lala Villanueva Serrano and Jojie Ponce, Cameraman ‪#‎BuhayOFWTV‬

It was last December18, 2014 that I met Ms Lala Villanueva Serrano and Ms Marissa Del Mar of Buhay OFW TV during the awarding ceremony of Ex-Link Management for Outstanding Filipino Award 2014. It's a moment of joy and jubilation for me because after working abroad for almost twenty years, I've got this OFW Award.





Senator Cynthia Villar



Ms Marissa Del Mar

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Ms. Lala Villanueva Serrano encouraged me to be featured in Buhay OFW TV together with my co-awardees that it will be aired every Saturday 9:00 pm to 10:00 pm at Aksyon TV Channel 41 Manila/NCR and Channel 29 Cebu/Davao. Luckily, it will be aired internationally: KSA, UAE, Italy, Guam, USA, Canada and Singapore.

Some of my photos during the visit of Aksyon TV Team.












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Tuesday, January 20, 2015

The Ending And The New Beginning #OFW68








Last Chapter

Loving the way I felt for them were making waves of intimate feeling that they’re longing for a long time. The reciprocal relationship confirmed that I will stay for them, love them and lead the way for their future.

The nightmare that I experienced with my friends changed to a very beautiful feeling not to be found from other people, only on my beloved family. It’s with my loved ones that triggered the most valuable essence of my being. It was with them all throughout, but I cannot see when a shroud of material things covered my entire self.

“Anne Rose, I heard from your brother that you’re working with the Philippine government new project?”

“Yes Daddy, that’s true….a joint venture of the American government and our country. It’s a new project….and it’s confidential in nature. I asked my leave of absence because I wanted to meet you here Dad.”

“I love you baby….be careful always and don’t forget to pray to God the Father.”

“Yes Daddy, I’ll do that…and thanks. You know about Kent Daddy?”

“What about?”

“He’s aiming to work at Malacanang Palace; he’s number one in BAR exam Dad and really a politician.”

“Anne Rose, please call them; John, Danny and Christine.”

“Okay Dad.”

Anne Rose called them up at the other end of the hall and came back with her three brothers and a sister.

“Dad we’re here…all of us.”


“Take your seats facing me…all of you.” I said looking them all seriously. “Well, you are all my children and today, I just know all your names and some of your behavior but deep inside of me, I didn’t know what kind of individual are you…in mind and heart. Forgive me for not knowing this before, yes that was before when you’re all still young then. As I struggle my life from other countries, I know, that I left behind to know your true self which are the best essence of being a father. All of you, as I observed this past hours, that we decided your schooling at home because of me. Since I gave your independence to study outside, you molded your personality the way you wanted it to be. On this regards, please allow me to know that and your ambition in life. So that, I could love you as my sons and daughters; and love you as what you intend to be. Can you do that for me?” I seriously looked at them on their eyes, one by one with the feeling of knowing their true minds and hearts; to know them better as their beloved father.

“Daddy, I’ll start the ball rolling and I’m your eldest daughter. Well, Dad, as I’ve told you a while ago and this is my job. I’m ready and interested for it. As of now, I’ve got used to physical, emotional and intelligence training. We’re trained by American experts. And as I said, some are confidential in nature. For loving someone, not yet and I love what I’m doing now. Dad, what can you say?”

“You’re the best baby Anne Rose! I have trust on you to carry on with your chosen field. I know you can do it excellently. One thing I’d like to ask for you, take good care of your three brothers and especially the youngest princess. You’re the eldest and that’s your responsibility for them all. All of you, do you understand? Keep your attachment to your eldest sister whatever you’re doing with your life.”

“Okay very good Anne Rose. Next, Kent Ian?”

“Yes Dad I’m here. Well, just graduated from college and a topnotch of the BAR exam. Dad, actually, I’m gaining my footing from the political world and really love my profession. You know what Dad, my hidden ambition….to become President of the Philippines. Are you with me Dad?”

“Yes Kent Ian, lovely and I’m really proud of you. All I can say is that, be aware always of the people around you, or friends, especially some politicians. You know our political system here in the Philippines, right?”

“Yes Dad and thank you.”

“Also, don’t forget to pray and call HIM when you needed help.”

“Yes Dad, I’ll remember that.”

“How about love my handsome son?”

“Dad, with regard to loving someone….not now Dad, maybe later on.”

“Well, John Philip, your turn now.”

“Dad I personally thanking you… and as for me, I’m still in college, got the chemical engineering course, but I’m planning to take some other science course too. Dad, you know what, I’m running for a cum laude of the Engineering Department. And, I really loved doing some other things that interests me. Well, for love….later on…I think so...”

“Good…very good John…keep the good work…I admire you my son!”

“Thank you Dad!”

“Danny…your turn?” I said looking at him.

“Dad, I want to be like you….a billionaire! What can you say Daddy?”

“Well, Danny, thank you for making me proud of my accomplishments but my life story is very different from yours. Besides, I came from…”
I stopped and looked at him…all of them.

“We understand Dad…know your life story.” Anne Rose said.

“Dad, you know me…want to be a businessman with my own way. And for love, well, I can’t say for the moment. Promise Dad, I swear!”

“Okay Danny, like your vision and I salute you for that.”

“Thanks Dad! You know what Daddy, your little angel wanted to be an international model and actress,”
as he presented Christine Mae in front of me.

“Are you sure Christine my angel?”

“Yes Dad, I can afford isn’t it?” Christine performed her killer stance in front of us. “See Dad, I can act too…you like sample Dad?”

“No thanks my angel….you’re so artistic and beautiful!” I kissed her and whispered,”I’m sure you can do it because you're perfect in every angle.”

“Really Dad!”

“Yes my dear!”

“Ohhh I love you Dad!”
She hugged me tightly and said, “Thank you Daddy.”

“All of you take your seats. What we’re doing right now including the audio, the video are recorded for my files. I want this because I treasure this moment to each of you. Who knows, maybe in the future, I’ll be with you again. With regard to all your financial expenses, allowances and other matters, I’ll assign somebody to handle this.”

“Okay Dad.” All of them said in unison. I smiled and everyone kissed and hugged me.

Still sitting on my wheel chair, they pushed me towards the center of the hall, opened their gifts and gave it to me individually. Very glad for this moment with my children, the thing that I didn’t done for them while growing up. The lost time that I spent as an Overseas Filipino Worker cannot be redeemed by spending a shorter time, but looking the result of their accomplishments and personalitiies as a responsible citizens.

“Thank you so much my children…truly loved your presents to me.”

The group came while we’re at the center of the hall, that my wife, Ayah Isabel hastily embraced me crying.

“Marco, I’m so sorry…hu-hu-hu-hu….please forgive me,” and I said whispering to her, “Don’t worry at all, we’ll talk that later. Do you know her?”

“Yes Marco, she’s beautiful, I talked to her….explained everything. Our children know already about them and Danielle. Let’s introduce her to our children.”

“Okay.”


Ayah pushed the wheel chair where the group was sitting introducing each other through the leadership of Edward. I saw Lina Luna but I eluded my mind to talk to her at that moment. I kept my silence I wanted them to initiate the introduction. I looked at them all especially Shaira; smiling and contented to be with the group.

I moved my right hand to Ayah’s hand, tightly fingered her palm, a signal to start the introduction. She squeezed my palm too, an affirmative sign to begin.

“Good afternoon to all, especially our children, Edward and wife, Lina and son, and Shaira. You know, Shaira’s alone now family. She’s Marco’s daughter from Danielle who truly loved him since our college days. I knew, that you already have some knowledge about it through your uncle Edward.” Ayah Isabel stopped and looked at Shaira who’s listening very carefully. “Shaira, come over here,” she said walking to the seat where Shaira’s sitting. They came back to me and Shaira embraced me and said, “Dad thank you so much, I missed you….I thought you left me…”

“I’m responsible for you now…and I love you baby.”

“Yes Dad, I know…we’ll talk that some other day Dad.”

“Okay Shaira,” and I kissed her while I observed my five children are looking intently. “Anne Rose, Kent Ian, John Philip, Danny Robert and Christine Mae, I formally accept and introduce Shaira Gustilo Fernando…your sister and our family member now. Come my children…welcome her....” All of them embraced, welcomed her warmly and I’m glad for this reunion.

“Thanking you all for accepting me here…Daddy Marco…Mommy Ayah…thank you so much!” She cried in front of the group.

As I saw Shaira’s crying…as my children hugged each other…. my tears fall to the book I’m holding on my lap which was given to me by Ayah Isabel as a gift. The title and author written in bold letter:


Overseas Filipino Worker (OFW): This is My Life and Story


By an OFW





“To Err Is Human, To Forgive Divine”

Alexander Pope





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Saturday, January 17, 2015

The Revival #OFW67



A week had passed, as we walked near the garden, I felt the sun rays warmth my skin and flesh. An invigorating freshness, after an emotional outburst just like the multi-colored flowers around me welcoming for a new day. I closed my eyes, smelled the morning dew and felt my heart was beating for me to continue living. A beautiful life and a beautiful day indeed!

“Nurse, thank you... orange juice please.”

“Okay sir….a moment please.” The nurse served the orange juice with a smile on his face, “Sir, you want something to eat?”

“Thank you, later.” I said as another servant came. “Sir Marco, you have visitors at the guest’s house, would you like them to come here?”

“Who are they?”

“Your family from Manila sir.”

“Where’s your sir Edward?”

“He’s coming….on the way now.”

“Okay, send them here.”



My five children came running to me which I hugged them all at once. Tears were falling down on my checks, I missed them so much.

“Dad, you’re so dramatic,” Anne Rose said while wiping my tears.

“I’m so very happy to meet you all…my children!”

“Dad, how are you now?” Kent asked.

“Yes Dad, how’s your feeling now?” John said.

“Don’t worry….I’m fine now but the problem is….I can’t remember some of your name,” as I smiled to them. “Anne Rose..right?”

“Yes Dad! Yeheyy, you remember my name,” as Anne Rose kissed and embraced me.

“You’re a woman now my little princess.” I said to Anne. “And, this is Michael?”

“Dad, I’ll introduce them to you, alright?” Anne said and I nodded.

“Next to me is Kent Ian, then, John Philip and this is Danny Robert. The last one is Christine Mae….the youngest.” Anne pinpointed them one by one in front of me that I kissed and hugged them, one by one too. But the youngest Christine stayed with me by my side.

“Dad, I love you….I heard you’re a superstar!”

“Ha-ha-ha-ha….” I laughed lightly when Edward appeared.

“Hello my friend Marco Fernando?”

“Hello my friend Edward Ramirez?”

Edward embraced and hugged me. “How do you feel now? It’s been a week since the doctor injected some drugs for you to take a rest thoroughly.”

“I’m fine now Edward….and thank you for saving me.”

“Don’t mention it, I’m your best friend remember?”

“Yes, but how do you know about them?”

“Well, in Dubai City, I knew their situation, I mean Danielle and Roger. They’re quarreling about the money coming from you. And they’re not in good terms. I hired a detective service to follow them. Actually, the plan came from Roger Ferrer not Danielle or Mike Luna.”

“I see…thanks to you. How’s your wife, your family?”

“Actually they’re together with Ayah Isabel and Lina Luna at the shopping mall. They’re coming…”

“Thank you for everything that you’ve done to me.”

Edward smiled at me and hugged me again. “Your children are grown up now, seems like yesterday, huh?’

“Yes, I want to live because of them. Edward I remember something, my daughter from Danielle Gustilo….I left her in the hotel before I went here….her name is Shaira Gustilo Fernando.”

“Same hotel in Makati?”

“Yes Edward. Can you check her for me?”

“Okay friend.”

Edward called the hotel in Makati City and positively talked to Shaira.

“Marco, she’s still there at the hotel. I think it’s better that I have to go there, pay the bills and fetch her up.”

“Yes Edward…. and this is the best time to introduce her to my family. What do you think?”

“You know better than me Marco.”

“I think, I’ll fetch Shaira in Makati and Ayah too at the shopping mall.”

“You know better than me Edward.”

“You fool my friend..ha-ha-ha-…Okay I’m going…”

As Edward started to leave; my five children appeared before me. They’re joyfully smiling at me which made me think other than making me happy. I was very happy!

“Dad, we knew what you are talking about….our sister Shaira? Uncle Edward told us before that you had two children from a woman named Danielle? Don’t worry, we’re grown up now and we understand about this matter. All of us, wants to meet her and don’t worry about Mommy, we can handle this.” Anne said.

“Thank you so much Anne, Kent, John, Danny and Christine. You’re all…so understanding…thank you my children…”

“Dad, be happy for your life….we’re behind you always.” Kent said to me holding my hand. “Yes Dad,” and the rest of the children said in unison.

They entertained me while we’re waiting for Ayah Isabel, Lina Luna, Shaira and Vivian Montoya. Our bonding was very successful in terms of getting to know each other again. That for the past years I’m away with them, my heart still longing the very core of their being; the very essence of their love for their father. With my situation right now; sitting, observing and smiling at them while they made their own effort to show their prowess in front of me which they cannot get while I’m in a normal state.

Loving the way I felt for them were making a waves of intimate feeling that they’re longing for a long time. The reciprocal relationship confirmed that I will stay for them, love them and lead the way for their future.

The nightmare that I experienced with my friends changed to a very beautiful feeling not to be found from other people, only on my beloved family. It’s with my loved ones that triggered the most valuable essence of my being. It was with them all throughout, but I cannot see when a shroud of material things covered my entire self.


TO BE CONTINUED###


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Sunday, January 11, 2015

My Friends #OFW66






“All I wanted…for her….her wealth only….not love Marco,” Roger said. “I married her for that purpose only but still she wanted you…I knew that even from the start….Danielle still loves you. Even when you’re not with her…she loved and idolized you. She married me just to make you jealous. I know it all....you bastard! You’ve got everything…..wealth….good life….good family….and…ahhhhhhhh!!!” Roger punched me totally, all over my body.

The pain that I’ve received from him never registered on my being. I absorbed it with such gladness in my heart. I wanted this pain so much that it made me happy and gave me the total repentance for being their friends. I looked at Mike with fire but Roger continued to energize the fire within me.

I chose Mike to be with me all along because I loved and trusted him. I never imagined him to be like this; turning the tide, changing heaven into hell and the demon resides on him. I received blows after blows from Roger Ferrer which made me lost my consciousness.

I regained my vision when I felt the cold water that poured over my head. I was groping my way to stand but I can’t manage to move.

“Stop it Roger!” Mike shouted. “This is not on our plan!” They carried me to where Mike’s sitting and seated next to him. I tried my best to look at him straight into his eyes. He looked at me too. No words can described how he turned me away. He can sensed me through his glaring eyes.

“Yes, I wanted to die Mike because of boredom and worries that were eating me up but I loved you all…to live…unlike me…I have all the wealth...but I need you Mike as my true friend. I found a new life, friend...,” I shouted to Mike.

I saw tears forming in his eyes, tightly held his gun on the table, quickly stood up and fired the gun at Roger’s head. Roger’s lifeless body fall on the floor. His men were greatly surprised by his action that they moved backward, away from us.

Edward Ramirez appeared suddenly at the door pointing his gun to Mike Luna, but Mike grabbed my shoulders that I slowly stood, he’s behind me, holding me tightly, pointing the gun at my nape, “And why are you here Edward?” Mike asked him.

“Because of my best friend...Marco Fernando.”

“Who’s your friend by the way….Edward. Say it again!”

“Talking non-sense Mike…you knew it….as always…Marco Fernando. We're best friend ever since he's in college!”

“He’s my best friend too! Look! We’re together can’t you see? I'm hugging him now!! I knew him ever since from Manila….to Dubai…up here in Cavite, right?”

"Okay Mike...please, put that gun away from Marco. Let's stop this for God's sake!"

“Yes you’re right but Marco chose me to be with him all the way...huh bastard? You remember that you sold him to the Governor, the father of Danielle. And...and...you know that Edward!”

“Then put him down….put that gun down! We’re friends of Marco...why hurting him?”

“Because I envy him….loved him...and I'll protect him!” Mike said.

“Edward...please...put that gun down...” I said.

“No Marco, I won’t! I’ll save you from that fool!” Edward said while Mike whispered into my ear. He quickly moved my body to face him, “I’m so sorry my friend…I love you…not meant to hurt you…take care of my son….goodbye my friend…” Mike aimed the gun on his head, I held his hand but I’m late...just a few seconds. BANG...BANG

The sound etched into my heart like a raging bull. Mike’s gray matter and blood scattered all over my face, and he’s hand still holding my face. I held him tightly close to me and released a cry that I couldn’t hear, darkness fall on me. I passed out.


TO BE CONTINUED###




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Thursday, January 8, 2015

The Ending Of Mike Luna #OFW65



The worries formed within me for a long time ceased in every minute I was with my daughter. She healed the anxieties by giving the love I longed for them. Even the darkest hour of my life as a billionaire, she slowly molded the hope of living inside my heart. The beauty of life that she planted grows tremendously. I never expected it though, but fate has its course for both of us.

I embraced her tightly as she nestled within my arms, closest to my heart. The warmth of her love gave everlasting moment for me. I love my daughter. I felt it. She extended her love without saying a word. She felt it too, I thought.

I had to keep her at the safe place for I will finish this game of my making. I never imagined that this encounter could multiply a hundred folds on my being. She soared like an eagle capturing me as her prey. I called Mike Luna before disembarking from the bus in Bacolod City.

“Hello, Mike I need an update?

“About what Marco?”

“Mike, is there a problem?”

“Actually not a problem….I mean…yes, the news about Danielle is that the Governor her father already claimed the body and news are spreading negatively about you.”

“Mike are you alright?”

“Forget it, bye!”


I was quite troubled with Mike’s behavior that I changed my plan; instead of staying in Bacolod City, going to my house in Cavite’s the best option to settle this game. Knowing what really matters with the Game FX agreement and I for one, changed my outlook with this game unto my life. I need to live more to be with my daughter and for all the loved ones I had with Ayah Isabel.

We traveled by plane that after two hours we’re in Manila Domestic Airport. I left Shaira in a hotel room, hired a car and proceeded to my house in Cavite. I was still wearing my mask when I arrived. I entered into the gate which the guard questioned me for my identity.

“Guard, call Mike Luna,” as I removed my mask.

“Yes sir.”

“Guard, what is it?”

“He’s not answering sir.”

“Okay, watch carefully.”

“Yes sir.”

I dialed Mike Luna’s number while parking the car; he’s not answering the phone. My instant actuation called for me to be aware with myself. This feeling of doubt since Danielle told me that Roger was here. He’s not dead, I thought. I have to find out.

Instead of entering the front door, I walked briskly at the back where I saw one of the house helper. I asked him about Mike Luna but he did not answer me.

“Why you’re not answering me Danny? Is there a problem? You know me, isn’t it?”

“Yes sir I know you.”

“And why you’re not answering!”

“Sir Mike told me not to talk to anybody about…sorry sir Marco,” he stopped and walked away.

I entered into the kitchen area where I found the house helpers were cooking but they didn’t bother of my presence. Minding their behaviors made me realized that I losing my focus and energy. So, I resumed my way up to the guest area. I heard somebody’s talking at the other end where I slowly peeped in and I saw Roger was talking to a man holding an attaché case. At the other side, Mike Luna had a meeting with three persons whose faces that I didn’t recognize.

I entered into a maintenance room where I can view them all and can hear their conversation as well. But my energy told me to appear before them, asked and questioned them for what’s happening right now. I fingered the gun to be sure that it’s with me when worst comes to worst.

I slowly appeared before them that Mike Luna and Roger Ferrer were caught by my presence. Mike ordered his men at once to capture me, seated in front of him and started to talk.

“How are you Marco Fernando? Surprised? Don’t worry I’ll explain it to you….all.”

“What about? Why like this? What happened Mike?”

“I’m serving you Marco ever since in Dubai, right? And….I helped you when you arrived in Manila. The thing is…I envy of your fortune…you’re lucky all throughout…and…and…I’m a big loser!”

“Why Mike, we’re friend isn’t it? I trusted you!”

“Thank you for that Marc but Roger told me that…,” he suddenly stopped that Roger punched me on my face twice. “Isn’t it you wanted this?” Mike showed the syringes on the box. “I will give this to you…your vitamin Marc.”

“Mike, I’m not using that anymore!”

“Owwww, Come on Marco the billionaire! You amassed your wealth through Danielle! And that’s the truth!”

“Mike, I trusted you with my businesses and you know all my wealth. You know that from the start. Why you’re behaving like this…friend?”

“As I said, I envy with you…understand? It’s a long time that I worked with you…and I have to take my share with your wealth. The agreement of the Game FX were faked by me…Roger knew it from the start…that he wanted to eliminate Danielle.”

“You’re the one who killed Danielle? How can you do that to her? She’s your wife, isn’t it Roger?”

“All I wanted…for her….her wealth only….not love Marco,” Roger said. “I married her for that purpose only but still she wanted you…I knew that even from the start….Danielle still loves you. Even when you’re not with her…she loved and idolized you. She married me just to make you jealous. I know it all....you bastard! You’ve got everything…..wealth….good life….good family….and…ahhhhhhhh!!!” Roger punched me totally, all over my body. The pain that I’ve received from him never registered on my being. I absorbed it with such gladness in my heart. I wanted this pain so much that it made me happy and gave me the total repentance for being their friends. I looked at Mike with fire but Roger continued to energize the fire within me.

TO BE CONTINUED###

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Tuesday, January 6, 2015

The Turn Tail with My Daughter #OFW64


All of the sudden, I saw Danielle fall on the floor and blood started to spread onto the carpet. Aira cried miserably, ran into Danielle’s lifeless body and shouted in pain. I pulled her shouting, “Come…quick…”

We ran outside the hotel’s room, up to the exit door, and find our way through the vacant lot. We hid for a moment at the back of the mango tree and climbed onto the concrete fence. The bullets still following us which I couldn’t decipher where it came from and who’s firing at us. But I knew that this was still part of the game. At the other end, I saw the narrow way and hastily pushed Aira inside while I came after her. The smell of the place cannot stop us from escaping the route. We finally got the chance to run freely into an open road, grabbed a taxi cab heading to the southern part of Negros Occidental.

“Just drive us south…money is not a problem.” I said to the driver.

I decided to go to Hinigaran wherein I can find a refuge for my daughter. I was still contemplating my situation while travelling inside the taxi cab. Danielle was alone. She needed a long rest in heaven…or hell? And I’ll be the next in the line. I held Aira’s hand which she didn’t opposed and hugged her tightly. She started to cry again.

“Be brave my daughter….Daddy loves you…”

“Daddy…mommy’s dead…,” Aira’s continued to cry.

“Stop crying Aira…we’ll find out who’s behind the killing of your mother, okay?”

“Yes Dad…”

“Where’s your brother?”

“He’s with me at the San Agustin church when you took me? Can’t recognize him anymore Dad?”

“I can’t recognize both of you because of your mother and grandfather took away from me….both of you…”

“Dad….sorry…I recognized you ever since…I have a photo of you in my wallet. And, I knew this Game X in the newspaper.”

“Shaira..…where are you staying in Manila?”

“Actually Dad, we visited San Agustin Church to pray together because Marco Fernando Jr. was hired by the American company to work in New York. That day his flight… and also….we’re in hiding with Papa Ben….it’s almost two years now. Junior and I separated from him after graduation. He’s very strict and demanding person….”

“Shaira, why you did not contact me? I tried to find you at Imus…”

“Junior…don’t want me to….he’s angry about you…”

“I see...and your Mommy never visited you?”

“Mommy’s only calling Papa Ben and we can talk through the phone. The last time I talked to her, she’s worrying about money…”

“I’ll leave you in Hinigaran and be back for you. I have to finish this Game FX first…it’s okay with you?”

“Dad, I want to be with you always, even it’s dangerous…my life’s nothing now….Mommy’s dead and Junior’s left me..,” she began to cry again that my heart’s falling into pieces. I embraced and assured her that we’ll be together.


When we reached Hinigaran bridge I paid the driver and I noticed two cars were behind us. My instinct told me to elude them and to shield my daughter in any danger. It doubled my energy thinking my daughter was with me on this game.

“Brother, two cars are following behind us….just turn right going to the Hinigaran dock….just follow me….we’re in danger!”

“Okay Boss!”

We speeded up going to the back of Hinigaran Elementary School and turn left heading the main road. The driver was quite experienced, I thought while holding Aira’s hands.

“Don’t be afraid….I’ll try everything to protect you,” as I kissed her forehead.

Our speed was constant that I ordered the driver to turn left going inside the place called Cabubu-an. We parked at the back of the sugar cane field under the huge mango tree. We stayed there until the next morning together with the driver.

I woke up Shaira when I felt that the driver was gone. I looked around but I can’t find him. We waited for almost an hour when he appeared at a far distance bringing coffee and bread.

We ate inside the car, said goodbye to the driver and find our way through the coconut plantation. I thought that going to my father’s house was not feasible at this moment. So, I decided to go to the town proper to withdraw cash in the ATM machine. We took a tricycle cab, went down at the front of the bank and withdraw cash. I saw the two cars that were following us and I grabbed Shaira’s left arm.



“Quickly….come…go..…go….,” as we ran heading to the town market. Camouflaging there is better than in an open space, I thought while pulling Shaira’s hand. The sound of the guns made the townspeople to panic, running in every direction, but my mind still focusing on our situation. We continued to run heading the public plaza where the police are moving unto different places. The assassins too, were following us wherever we went, until I entered inside the church and went directly to the altar to hide. The right door was the way going to the Madeleine Academy where I studied after graduating in a primary level. At the left side door; the way going to the priest’s house where another metal door was made for a back door. I knew this way when I was still a child; a road going to Hinigaran Elementary School.

The sound of gunfire outside the church reverberated as we hurriedly found our way at the back door. We resumed running up to the end of the road, which we entered into the sugar cane field. The hotness of the sun, the scratch of the sugar cane leaves and the continuous perspiration resulted for us both to elude the assassins. I pulled Shaira down that we squatted to monitor the surroundings. She’s quivering for fear. I held her hands.

“Look at me, you can do it lady, isn’t it?”

“Yes Dad.”

“We can stay here for a while, and then, we’ll move going to the railroad up to the Hinigaran Drydock. Then, we can proceed to the main road. We’ll go to Bacolod City.”

“Yes Daddy, I trust you.”


Almost three hours that we stayed inside the sugar cane plantation which can be compared the heat like hell. We move on as what we planned; walked to the railway going to Hinigaran drydock, and continue walking up to the main road near the gasoline station.

The sun sets naturally with its alluring colors painting in the sky as its canvas. The beauty it showed was the reverse of what I felt with our situation. The life seemed cruel when your belief was faltered by your own predicament. It’s not the people around you that made your fate but the way you shaped your destiny.

We waited for a bus going to Bacolod City along with some other passengers who were hoping the same as what we aspired. At long last, the bus came that we instantly climbed the stair and positioned ourselves at the rear section. The alertness which I indulged all throughout this travel doubled when I thought of my daughter’s safety. What I wanted for her was not for myself anymore, it’s for her life. My life was nothing compared to my young daughter who never experienced the freedom to live comfortably.

The worries formed within me for a long time ceased in every minute I was with my daughter. She healed the anxieties by giving the love I longed for them. Even the darkest hour of my life as a billionaire, she slowly molded the hope of living inside my heart. The beauty of life that she planted grows tremendously. I never expected it though, but fate has its course for both of us.

TO BE CONTINUED###

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