Buhay ni Nanay, kinitil ni Tatay

Hello. My name is Reynante Relampagos Ruga. I was born in Culion, Palawan (former leper colony). I am the first born child of the five siblings of Reynold and Corazon Ruga. I have 3 sisters and 1 brother. I took up Bachelor of Arts in Literature at Loyola College of Culion. Some of my younger siblings had stopped studying. Ipinanganak ako sa isang sabihin na nating nakaaangat na pamilya. May magulang na naghahanap-buhay. Lahat ibinibigay nila sa akin. Kahit hindi ko gusto ibinigay nila ang karangyaan at anu pa mang makapagpapaligaya sa isang tipikal na tao. Minsan sa rurok ng aking kasiyahan, ako ay nagising ng wala na ang lahat. Everything I was treasuring were all gone-- money, friends, material things, and my family. I woke up na wala na ang aking ina. Pinatay s'ya ng aking ama. My grandparents never wanted me to know this so they asked the policemen to hide from us the event and bring us direct to their house. When I was at my grandparents house I got so confused. I was asking myself "why am I here"?. Because I know mom and my grannies have some differences. What made me really confused was my Tita. I saw her crying heavily.She was even jumping while crying. I noticed my lola and lolos eyes are wet also. They were crying, too. All of them. Then, some would hug us and cry hard. The thing I didn't use to see. Then I saw my Tita hurrying outside. I learned that she was heading to the hospital where the morgue was located. I followed her without any suspicion. When she got into the morgue, I saw her opening a bloody comforter. And I knew that it was my mom's comforter then I heard her crying in deep pain. I came to her to see why then to my horror my mom was the one she was crying for. I couldn't speak. I never say anything. The usual talkative, eight-year-old boy didn't know what to say. I ran out of the morgue then found myself going back. I looked at my mom again. I never noticed tears were at last flowing on my cheeks. The next days were very disastrous. I didn't know how I managed to live without yaya and maids. I used to have my own yaya, and also my bro and sis. We had three maids to attend to us before my dad killed my mom. I asked my grandfather who did this to mom then he told me your father. He killed my mom with five stabs. I learned that he got jealous with one of our fishing boat operators. A jealousy without any basis killed my mom. My grandfather expected me to hate my father but I knew I cant. I still love him. You know what my grandparents hated me for being born with the same face of my father. They never liked me. They even hated me when they learned that I still love my father. What they couldn't understand was that why am i still capable of loving him when he got everything from us, not just our mother. Kasi nung pinatay n'ya nanay ko never n'ya kaming sinuportahan kahit isang centavo 'di n'ya ko inabutan, knowing na kami ay nag-aaral. Ibinenta n'ya lahat ng ari-arian namin kahit 'di pwede nagawan n'ya ng way dahil wala pang munisipyo that time at hawak n'ya mga pulis dahil binabayaran lang nila ng nanay ko ang mga ito. Ibinenta n'ya lahat ng fishing boats namin. Pati furniture shop namin ibinenta n'ya. Kinuha n'ya ang alahas ng nanay ko na halos milyon na ang halaga. Lumaki akong laging nakakarinig ng masakit about him. Nakulong lang ng 3 days tatay ko. Napakawalan din kasi malakas ang kapit. Lumaki ako at nakapagtapos ng laging napapahiya because of him. In our town, my life is an open book. Dinala n'ya ibang pamilya n'ya sa bahay na namana ko sa mother ko then pinatay n'ya pangalawa n'yang asawa again sa bahay ng nanay ko. Again 'di s'ya nakulong. Lately gusto n'ya ibenta ang bahay. He asked me to sign some papers. 'Di kayo maniniwala if I tell you na nung tumanggi ako he told me dapat pinatay n'ya na rin ako nuon pa. I was wondering me gana s'ya magalit sa akin na 'di ko s'ya hiningan ng kahit katiting sa malaki n'yang obligasyon sa amin. Ngayon okay na kami. I never kept any hatred in my heart. Sa napakaraming aral na nakita ko sa napakamasalimuot kong buhay unti lang ang dinampot ko't isinasabuhay. Una ay to forgive and to forget. Masakit at mahirap, yes but we have and I did. Pero siguro if my mom can rise from the dead if ever nagtanim ako ng galit or naghiganti sa tatay ko baka 'di ko s'ya pinatawad kaya lang kahit kamukha ako ng tatay ko for all my life my mom wont rise up from dead and slap me while praising me for hating my dad, right? Pangalawa, always be positive. God has reason for whatever had happened to us. He may get the person we love but H created us with memories to treasure those happy moments so we can always go back and see them. Lastly, a father will always be a father. Kahit ano kasalanan n'ya, ama ko pa rin s'ya. Wala akong magagawa sa kanya para mabago 'yun. Last one, life is like that. Whatever it is, it is still a gift. A gift we should treasure and live with love in our hearts. I am now in Bahrain working at a manpower recruiting agency. Post it you want. I don't care about my identity. I just want to in spire others. Thanks for the space. Reynante Relampagos Ruga Bahrain - GMANews.TV