Category: FULL HISTORY

After more than 2 hours at the hotel with my boss, I returned home to cook porridge for my paralyzed husband. Who would have thought that as soon as I entered the house, I would see the account number continuously jump with a shocking message… I had just set foot on the gate of my house in Quezon City when it started to rain. The sound of rain falling on the tin roof, the smell of damp soil wafted up. In my hand, I still held a bag of rice and a few green onions to cook porridge for my husband – who had been bedridden for more than 3 months after a traffic accident. I just wanted to quickly get to the kitchen so he could have a bowl of hot porridge.

For the previous two hours, I had been at the hotel with my boss to discuss a new business plan. It may sound ambiguous, but my boss is a woman,…

Ang hiyaw ng aking tiya ay tumagos sa ingay ng kasalan. Mula sa silid-pangkasal, isang nakakapanindig-balahibong tunog na nagpatigil sa lahat. Dali-dali kaming sumugod. Itinulak namin ang pinto, at doon, sa gitna ng silid na dapat ay puno ng ligaya, nakita namin siya… nakatago sa sulok, habang si Tatay…

Ang hiyaw ng aking tiya ay tumagos sa ingay ng kasalan. Mula sa silid-pangkasal, isang nakakapanindig-balahibong tunog na nagpatigil sa lahat. Dali-dali kaming sumugod. Itinulak namin ang pinto, at doon,…