I spent my last two weeks of December 2011 in the Philippines. My first time after three years of being away from home.
One fine morning as I walked briskly to our dining area to enjoy a homemade breakfast, c/o my Auntie Luz, there I found my mother enjoying her morning chuckling over a lifestyle magazine. I let her be as I was very excited to have breakfast at our home in Dasmariñas, Cavite.
And then, out of no where, my mom, true to form for being unpredictable, asked me a question I didn't imagine she will asked me one day...
Mama: Ton, anak, nakikipagsex ka ba sa Singapore? (Ton, son, are you having sex in Singapore?)
Me: *I crossed my arms and looked at her* Say what?!
Mama: Oo o hindi, virgin ka pa ?(Yes or No, are you still a virgin?)
See kids, this is a double-edge question. If I answer NO, I will be subject of further interrogation which can lead to me being an endless topic of my parents over dinner. If I answer YES, it's as if I'll say to my Mom that his son is a fcuking LOSER. I'll be a laughing stock of my father.
Perpetual Humiliation on my part!
Mortified by the words of my mother, all I can reply to her was...
Me: It's something PRIVATE! *I looked away*
That's when my Auntie blurted out
Auntie: si TonTon may tinatago sa atin *grins*(TonTon is hiding something from us *grins*)
Mama : di nga Ton? Magkwento ka naman ( Really Ton? Come on share your stories)
This is when I transferred seats from our dining room to our living room where I watched TV while eating (in which by the way, I'm not fond of) just to avoid the two women who can shake me to my very core, without even trying.
But after realizing what had happened, I know that my heart was home again.
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The night of April 26, I received a news from my sister. A kind of news I never expected I'll come across with.
Mama and Papa were in a vehicular accident in Ternate, Cavite along the Kamatayan Bridge(press here to know the translation). The jeep that my father was driving suddenly lose the breaks and rolled over three times, missing a two or three meters away from falling down the cliff.
They're ok now, although they suffered minor injuries, they are still as sharp as a tack.
And after what had happened, I'm thank the Lord for keeping them safe and saving them from death.
Moreover, I am happy that when I come home this 17, I will still have that kind conversation with my parents.
I still have them in my life. I can still share everything to them. I still have a chance to make them happier.
I love you Ma and Pa.