The Decade Of Madness

Chapter 3

The current time of October 25 is five-thirty 'o clock P.M and the sky is slowly turning into nighttime. Inside in this city of Marikina, just a kilometers away from Antipolo City, Province of Rizal.

Here inside of an teacher's office of STI, an known school franchise whose specialty was to learn people with computer things that most people in this country doesn't know it's practical terms in the long run. But due to the implementation of loved or sometimes hated K-12 program has deemed expanded into business-realted subjects, media-related subjects or any thing they could offer.

The lights inside of this room were shining dim like an old-lights been using since five years ago. This teacher's room has been decorated with office-style tables that were fixated and leaned to the wall and on-top was decorated with academic papers and stuff they deemed needed.

There is a man wearing an standard STI men teacher's uniform has quietly sat in a foldable chair as he was busying typing in his ASUS laptop. He was the only one inside of the nearly-vacant room in this unified SHS-College campus or it's official term as STI College - Marikina.

Just minutes during his delicate time typing on his personal laptop. An woman, whose working as teacher in the campus just like him, came inside to the room. Sad in her face as she sighs and sat down on her appointed sit.

The man turned his face to him and asks, "what happen today, Monica? Yung tungkol sa 40 na estudyante pinayuan umuwi dahil me anemia sila?"

Monica slowly nods. "Tama ka, siguro. Matt, di ka tapos as ginagawang mong libro tungkol sa history ng buong bansa natin since 1986? Anyways, my title ka na nga dyan?"

"Meron po akong working title sa librong ito," Matt said. "Papangalan ko 'tong libro ay 'The Decades Of Madness: The Oral Review Of 1986 Through Beyond.' "

Monica had smiled on the book's title. "Wow, magandang title pinili mo para sa ginagawang mong libro. Me nakahanap ka ng publisher para sa gawa mo?"

Matt shooks his head. "Wala pa nga eh, pero ang kaibigan ko pong writer ay hahanap ng magandang publisher para sa magandang gawa ko..."

"Bakit mo pinangalan ang libro mo na The Decades Of Madness or something na di ko alam?"

Matt just stopped a little bit. Then he answered her, " 'ung magandang title pinili ko? Well, galing yan title sa isang journalista na nag-cover ng Zamboanga Siege habang kinakausap ko siya. Sundalong po akong tao noong araw na naganap yan, sa 1st Scout Ranger po nag-trabaho ako ng matagal, mga sampung taon siguro, pero nag-resign na ako noong isang taon pa at madaming buwan bago naganap ang Marawi siege na yan."

"Kawawa, pero kamusta na 'ung kasamahan mo sa Marawi? Buhay pa ba sila?"

Matt just chuckled on it, "baka nga, pero buhay pa rin sila pagkatapos ang deklarasyon ng Pangulo na tapos na ang laban sa Marawi. Hanggang ngayon, na me-message ko pa rin sila."

"Matthew," Monica softly saying to him. "Kamusta na nga yung dalagang anak mo na si Daniella? Sabihin mo, na mi-miss na ung ninang since you were born 7 years ago..."

"Eto, nag-aaral na ung anak ko. Grade 6 na po siya at mag-8 years old mga dalawang linggo pa bago ang birthday n'ya."

"Kelan pa ba ang sweldo mo?"

Matt just scratched his head in confusion. "Di ko pa alam eh, di pa ako nag-uusap yung principal dito sa campus. Pero ang sweldo dito, pag nag-calculate sa utak ko, mga ten thousand daw ang total na sweldo para sa buwan na ito. Baka sa biyernes pa ung sweldo ko po..."