NAOMI
I just had a brilliant idea. A fucking, mind blowing idea na mag-aangat sa akin sa kagipitan. Papa won't make taas my allowance so I will have to do something about it.
I want to ask lolo Bong if I have mana pero I have a bit of hiya so I am going to pursue vlogging.
I told mama about it and she agreed naman and my first vlog would be my parents. I see money on them every time I think about it. I mean, they were the famous non-celebrity couple na ginigisa ng media every time may bagong scoop sa kanila. Sure ako maliligo ako sa pera kapag ginawa ko silang guest sa vlog ko.
It is fucking exciting. Mas nakaka-excite pa kesa dun sa promise ni Alexander na pag-iisipan niya ang pag-amin ko. I confessed to him for the 67th time when I was in Singapore. The last time he said was he will think about it. Edi pag-isipan mo.
Handa na ang questions ko such as, paano ako nabuo? Kidding. Why would I ask them? OMG. Ano kaya ang pwedeng itanong sa isang Senator Sandro Marcos at Madam Louise Marcos.
"What are you doing?" Ate Celestine asked me. I was sitting in the terrace by the second floor of the house, drafting my interview questions.
"Writing my interview questions for my vlog." I answered without looking at her. I told her about my plan last night and she liked the idea. She even agreed to appear on my vlog.
Ate sat down on the chair beside me and looked at my notepad. "Wala ka namang sinulat ni isa."
Napakamot ako ng ulo. "Ihh. Wala akong maisip ate. Ang hirap mag-isip ng tanong kay papa." I replied, frowning.
"Simple questions would do Naomi."
"Itanong ko kaya kung saan ako ginawa?" I suggested.
She made a face. "Don't you dare. Baka mabangungot ka kapag sinabi nila. Kuya Yllak once joked on that question."
"And?"
"Mama laughed and pointed at the kitchen counter where kuya mostly spends his breakfast." She replied.
"Wow adventurous parents." I commented.
Ate rolled her eyes. "The point is. Don't ask them those kinds of questions."
Ngumuso na lang ako at tinitigan yung papel ko. Ano na gagawin ko? Pinost ko pa naman sa social medias ko na iinterview-hin ko sina papa and some followers were expecting I would actually do it.
"Should I ask ninang Dani for tips?" I asked ate Celestine.
"Ate Dani is in Baguo to support tito Kaleb's gig." She replied.
"Right." I mumbled.
"You can get tips from lolo Bong's vlog." She suggested.
My eyes lit up. "Ay oo pala. He has vlog before. OMG."
Ate took out her phone and played a random vlog.
It was the vlog where they googled themselves in the internet.
"I wonder what dad will answer after twenty plus uears." Ate mumbled while we were watching the videos.
"We'd know once we ask him. I am excited." I giggled at I stared at the screen. Dad was making faces when he was asked about his girlfriend. Denial as usual.
Mama told me papa had relationships with women that there was a time two women from his past were chasing him. I kept on bugging her who they were pero ayaw sabihin sa akin. Kainis. Vlog content sana.
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"Is this live?" Papa asked. He was wearing his usual boring red polo shirt with a horse embroidered on the side. Mama was wearing the YSL dress that kuya Yllak bought for her last Christmas.
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