My President

Prologue

Prologue

I stared coldly at the table. Wala akong magawa ng reaksyon sa mga pinagsasabi ni Papa. I just stared at the table. Thinking about nothing but him.

All our memories. All the thoughts. All the feelings. All the love and affection. The lust and all this pain. His smile and his chuckles and his voice. His eyes, all about him. All over his scent.

"Alam mo kung bakit hindi ka pwedeng makita sa publico! You know very damned well that you shouldn't be seen in public!" Papa shouted.

"Can't you keep your voice down Aleandro!" Abeula shouted.

I sighed. Even if I speak up now there is no point.

"The election is almost near, Mama. If the media will dig more about her identity Aleandro's campaign will be ruined. He won't win!" Tita Alena shouted.

"Your so stupid! Alam mo namang bastarda kalang kumikiringking kapa!" Sigaw ni Alea na inirapan pa ako.

"Can you leave us? I want to talk to her alone." Papa said calmly.

They all sighed and left. Tita Alena's look at me feels like a dagger. Alea just rolled her eyes at me as they left. Abuela just gives me a nod. I just ignored it. I didn't mind it.

All that was in my mind right now was him.
Every scene, every picture of him. It's him.

I looked at Papa as he put down all the pictures on the table and how he sat in the chair. Trying to calm himself. 

"This is all the pictures. Isa sa mga tauhan ko ang kinuha niyan. Lahat nang mga pictures niyong dalawa."  He said calmly.

I smiled as I looked at the pictures. Then I look up at Papa. He just looked at me with a confusing expression.

"I once met his parents. I met his father. Mr Adeano. He was very kind. A kind of father that values his family more than anything. A very loving husband and a very kind father. That's when I realized, I never had that." I said calmly, staring at his eyes.

His jaw clenched. He sighed and looked away.

"I never asked to be recognized. I never wish to be seen in public as your daughter. Growing up I already know that I have to be at the low. Na dapat  mag papakababa ako. My mother always reminds me of that. Because, I'm a bastard. She explained that to me when she was dying." I said as my tears started to fall.

"So, I give up law. I wanted to be a lawyer but you want Alea to be the perfect one, and you don't want her to be the lowest in Abuela's eyes. You asked me to give up law, I give it up." I said and chuckled as I wiped my tears.

Lahat nang bagay na gusto na kailangan kung ibaon sa limot at kailangan bitawan para lang sa kanila. Na kailangan kung makapag pababa na sa kanila.

"You're doing great in Medicine." He said coldly. 

"Yes! Because I'm intelligent. Any course I would take I know, na kaya ko. That I can be at top. It's because I'm brilliant. I'm great." I said proudly.

He just looked at me.

"I know that even if I explain every single detail you won't listen. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it." Walang pag aalinlangan hamon ko.

Even if I tell him how we meet, how  he made me feel. He won't understand. Na kahit anong pag tangol ko sa sarili ko ay hindi siya makikinig. What in his mind right now is winning. He wanted to win the presidency.  We wanted to be the president. I could never changed his mind. Sino ako para gagawin niya ang gusto kung mangyayari. I'm just a bastard.

"There will be a private plane that will take you to the US, so you can continue studying there. Leave that boy without explaining." He said then stood up. 

I couldn't nod nor speak. Hindi ako maka galaw. I didn't expect that. I was thinking he would take me to the  province for a while to make the news low. I didn't expect this. 

I walked inside of my condo and couldn't feel it all over my body. I wanted to lay for a while to just rest. This situation is draining me. I couldn't ask papa and him. Asking him would be selfish. I can't do that to him.

I stared at the place. Thinking about him and all of our memories in this place. Lahat nang mga bagay na pinagsamahan namin ay halos nangyari sa lugar nato. We both fell in love. The condo that was once my comfort place became my home. I could never call a place home without him.

I sat on the carpet floor in our living room. Silently crying. I couldn't hear my own sob. I just couldn't sob. It was the same thing I did when my mother died. I just let my tears fall down and stared in the middle of nowhere. That my thoughts were taken by the wind. This feels like my heart is breaking again. Again and again. It feels like I was back in that situation.

After an hour of silent crying I stood up and went to our bedroom. I got some of the stuff I needed. I didn't have my clothes, I didn't get everything that I own in this condo.And then I left. Just like what Papa tasked me to do.

I was picked up by some of our bodyguards and escorted to our private plane to fly to the US.

Maybe leaving is the best option. I could have asked him to stop. I don't want him to stop. I already feel what it feels like to keep my wings from flying, I couldn't do that to him. Hindi ako. Ayaw kung ako ang gagawa sa kanya ng ganon.

I've witnessed how much passion and care he holds for this country. He loves his county and his running to make it a better place than it already is. Because he sees more of this great country. He sees a lot more than what Filipino see. He is a true leader. He is my president.

I wipe the tears that fall down my cheeks one more time as the plane starts to fly. As I was above I looked at the lights from the city. If I could only look up at the starts right now and wish one more time, I would wish that if the heavens above would let me love you again, I would love you under the same night sky.

This place is gonna be taken care of by a great person. He will make this more, than it already has. 

Goodbye for now, My President.

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Thank you so much for reading<3

I got inspired of writing more about politics this days. And I've image what it feels like to have a president as your boyfriend. So I'll be writing it here.

Sorry for the misspelled words and wrong grammars.