Forbidden Relationship (Forbidden Series #3) (Completed)

Chapter 19

"How about you, class? Why did you choose HUMSS?" Sir Zade asked his students.

"Hmm, ang sabi kasi nila, Sir. Wala raw math sa HUMSS. Isang malaking scam!" nagtawanan kami dahil sa sinabing iyon ng isa kong kaklase.

"Pinili ko ang HUMSS kasi walang gwapo rito. Binigyan ko lang."

"Pinili ko ang HUMSS, para maranasan ko namang pumili, hindi 'yung palagi na lang akong kasali sa choices."

"Gusto ko kasing maging teacher, Sir."

"Broadcasting here!"

"Akala ko kasi, Sir. Same sila ng psychology. Na-scam ako sa humanity."

"Akala ko kasi walang bully dito, Sir. Marami pala," sinabi ni Sovie.

"How about the serious reason? Your dreams?" Sir asked once again.

"Hindi naman ito ang gusto kong strand, Sir. Syempre, katulad ng iba sa amin, napilitan lang kasi walang choice. Mahirap po kasing kalabanin ang mga magulang. Hindi sila pumapayag na ang anak nila ang mananalo," litanya ng isa kong kaklase.

"Your parents serve as your guide as you grow up. They are meant to guide you, not control you like a remote," expressed Sir, to which I promptly nodded.

But why do I still follow their wishes? It's simple—I fear the consequences of defying them. I feel powerless, unable to resist or speak up when they hurt me.

Perhaps I'm just a puppet controlled by a puppeteer. I struggle to make decisions on my own. My parents hold the ultimate authority, and all decisions rest with them. I'm like a doll, unable to act independently—always reliant on their commands. In their eyes, disobedience is unacceptable.

Like a doll, I'm expected to stay silent, even when I'm hurt or upset by their actions. I must not show any sign of fatigue. But it's not really exhaustion that I feel. Following their instructions isn't what drains me—it's pretending to be okay with everything they impose that truly weighs me down.

Kasalanan ko rin naman. Kung may boses lang ako para sumalungat sa mga gusto nila, hindi sana ako nasasaktan ng ganito kakasunod sa mga gusto nila.

For two days, we stayed at the campsite, participating in various activities. The group was divided into boys versus girls, and we were strictly prohibited from leaving the campsite due to the dangers of the surrounding jungle.

One rainy afternoon, a heavy downpour began. No one left their tents, and Sir Zade allowed us to use our cellphones since there was no lightning.

While I was scrolling through my news feed, a notification from our section's group chat suddenly popped up on my screen. Only a few people had seen Sir Zade's message.

Zade
I require five students to accompany me outside the jungle to procure supplies for the day. Tomorrow is our final day. Please reply to my message if you are willing to assist. Preferably, I hope for all boys to volunteer.

I ignored Sir Zade's message at first because he was only expecting the boys to respond.

After a few minutes, no one replied to his request—only a few of my male classmates had even seen the message.

So, I went to our section's group chat and offered to help. If no one takes action, we'll all end up going hungry here. Despite my physical weakness, I knew I could manage to carry ten kilos of rice.

Sir, sasama po ako. Kung walang sasama sa boys. Ayos lang naman po sa akin.

Zade
How about some boys? Hindi niyo ba kayang magbitbit?