KENU'S POV (Kenu A. Dashner)
It's been 2 weeks since I arrived here. And nothing changes. May kulang pa rin sa aking pagkatao. I was looking for it my whole summer vacation, pero hindi ko talaga mahanap. It's as if solving a puzzle without a single hint. And it disappoints me. Nakadagdag pa ang pagpapauwi sa akin dito ng parents ko for the family's businesses . I am the sole heir, an only son. And my parents are both business tycoons in their respective fields. My mother is on the clothing line, while my father is on engine and tech. Their products are known worldwide. At nahihirapan ako. It's not that I doubt myself, I am not just ready. May gumugulo pa kasi sa isip ko and I intend to find that out. Sa ngayon, kailangan ko munang manatili rito for I don't know many months, pero babalik at babalik ako doon upang hanapin SIYA, and then maybe, just maybe, masasagot na ang mga tanong sa isip ko.
" Son, I need you to come with me in my private office. I have something to discuss with you," bungad sa akin ni Dad nang hindi ko namalayan ang pagdating niya. I was just sitting at the couch ditto sa sala at tutok ang mga mata sa TV, but my mind Is wandering somewhere.
" Ok, susunod po ako".
Hindi ko na tinapos ang palabras at pinatay ang TV. Hindi ko rin naman naintindihan iyon dahil nag-iisip nga ako ng ibang bagay kanina. I slowly walked heading to the direction of my father's private office. Wala si Mom ngayon dahil finafinalize pa daw ang mga gagamiting damit sa kanyang fashion show. I bet she'll be staying in her company. May sarili siyang room doon at pag ganitong sobrang busy sya sa trabaho ay hindi na siya umuuwi sa bahay. She devoted herself to that industry. But she never lacks attention to us. My parents never had an argument about their work loads. Doubt is never an issue to them. And I admire them for that.
" Ok. I'll see you tomorrow then. Just don't stress yourself too much. Hazel can do it. You have to give her a chance. I know, I know. We'll be there for sure," naabutan ko siyang may kausap sa telepono. Probably my mom. He mentioned Hazel, my Mom's secretary.
He motioned me to sit while still holding the phone.
" Yeah. He's here with me. Nah! He'll be fine, don't worry about it, ok? Sige, sige.. Good night! I love you too. Take care!", and puts down the phone with a smile curved on his face.
" What was that all about?", I asked.
" What?" nang-aasar pang tanong niya.
" Oh, common! You were talking about me," I said, slightly pissed.
He chuckles. " You're being paranoid son," saad pa niya.
Nagpakawala ako ng isang malalim na hininga. " Ano nga palang pag-uusapan natin?" I go straight to the point.
" Hmm... Before we proceed to that, gusto ko lang ipalala sa iyo that tomorrow is one of your Mother's big day. You wouldn't want to disappoint her, would you?" tanong niyang may ngisi sa labi. Dad knows how I hate my Mom's fashion show. Hindi sa wala akong interes, sadyang nakakabore lang ang tumingin at pumalakpak kapag dumadaan na ang mga babae at lalaking suot suot ang mga damit na designs ni Mommy at ng kanyang mga designers. But I wouldn't miss my Mom's big day.
" Remind me again tomorrow. I might forget. Sasabihin ko kay Mom na hindi mo ako sinabihan, " ganting tukso ko sa kanya and just laughed at it.
" Anyway, you need to start studying the business. Pinagbigyan na kita nuon, and now is the right time para naman gawin mo ang pabor na hiningi ko sa'yo," seryosong saad nito.
"What will I do first? " Alam kong ito na ang dahilan ng pag-uwi ko dito. I was five years away dahil nag-aral ako ng Arts na siyang gustong gusto ko.. Pinagbigyan nila ako that time dahil bata pa naman daw ako nuon. I know they understand me, kaya wala akong reklamo ngayon. I may not like the business, but I can picture myself doing it. Wala namang ibang maasahan kundi ako lang. Bata pa lang ako, ipinaintindi na nila sa akin na ang lahat ng meron sila ngayon aypara sa akin kaya dapat ko itong tanggapin at palaguin.
" You should enroll first sa isang university. Kailangan mong mag-aral ng Business Management as your foundation. Then you will be trained under my most trusted staffs during your OJT afterwards, " saad niya pa .
Nagpakawala na naman ako ng bunting-hininga.
" School? Guess I'm too old for that," I thought to myself. Pero may magagawa pa ba ako? Kailangan kong mag-enroll at mag-aral.....ULIT....
" Anong university ba ang maganda rito?" tanong ko na lang. I saw him smile a bit. Dad is the kind of man na napapasaya lang ng mga simpleng bagay. He may look strict at nakakatakot but he's the opposite. He always understands things in different situations. Ni minsan ay hindi pa niya ako nasigawan at napagbuhatan ng kamay. He always has a positive way in dealing others flaws. At hindi ko man sabihin, I know that he feels me. Mom and Dad are almost alike in almost everything. They are the the proof of a perfect couple for me. And I wish to be like that someday. I idolized my parents so much. Kabadingan mang sabihin pero masyado akong naniniwala sa tadhan at itinakda dahil nasaksihan ko ito sa mga magulang ko. That is why right now, at the age of 22, ay wala pa akong girlfriend. I do have flings but never a serious one.
" I guess you should take a look at these," may inabot siya sa aking mga flyers ng iba't ibang universities.
" Try to browse them one by one. It is for you to decide where to enroll. I'll give you the freedom, since ikaw naman ang mag-aaral. I want you to feel comfortable," aniya pa. I just smiled in response. He's always like this. Giving me choices and letting me choose.
" You're the best, Dad," hindi ko napigilang sabihin.
" I know, Son. Your Mom and I only want the best for you. And what's best for you is your choice. We know you won't fail us. Am I right?" puno ng kaseryosohang saa niya. Sincerity is also there. And it makes me proud.
" Certainly, Dad," I answered.
" Well, you might want to start now. You have tonight and tomorrow morning. After the event, you will tell us what you chose." he said and patted my shoulder.
" Night Dad!" I hurried to my room. Hindi ko alam pero parang na-eexcite ako sa ideyang mag-aaral ako uli. Gayong kanina lang ay tutol ako sa ideyang iyon. But then, maybe it's a way of telling me to move on------ to forget what's left of HER. And to believe that perhaps, IT WAS JUST A DREAM.................
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