Why is life bad to the good people and good to the bad people?
They say according to the Law of Karma, bad things happen to good people as a reaction or result of some bad karma that they may have done in the past. And good things may happen to bad people sometimes as a result of some good karma that they may have done in this past.
Maybe thats what really happened to my Family. A bad karma from the past. But should we or I mean should I have to carry all the heavyweight of life.
"Dhalia Rose!!"
I sighed big when I heard Tita Matilda's voice.
"Beautiful butterfly I'll see you again k?" I got up and went inside our house.
My life is not complicated, just the people in it. Isa na diyan si Tita Matilda at ang isa niyang Anak.
My Mom died when I was twelve years old. She died from heart attack. Four years after Dad met Tita Matilda and it was a sudden news when he informed me about him marrying Tita Matilda.
At first nagalit talaga ako kay Daddy because he did not fulfilled his promise that no other woman other than my Mom. But, then I just accepted it the way it is because all I want is for him to be happy. After all he's my Father. I can't be mad at him forever.
Years after marrying Tita Matilda. Dad died in crash plane. Hindi narin nakita ang katawan ni Dad. I grieve too much at that time. They took them all away from me. Mom and Dad. Now I only have me alone.
Malungkot kong tinignan ang kabuuan ng resthouse namin. I'm here now and since Dad died my life begin to stumble.
"Ano pa bang ginagawa mo diyan Dahlia Rose! Pumasok ka na at maghanda ka na ng makakain"
"Opo Tita" I said. She rolled her eyes and turned her back on me.
Meet Tita Matilda. She's pretty and sophisticated. Well, she's rage and uncontrollable when she's angry. Well Dad told me that Tita Matilda is his childhood friend here in their province.
She has 2 daughters which kasama namin nag move in dito sa rest house namin. Apparently talagang dito na sila nakatira sa province. Pero dahil sa namatay si Dad Tita Matilda should go back here not for them but for all I know because of this house. The house where Mom and Dad started their life as one and as Family.
Gusto kong magalit kay Dad dahil sa ginawa niyang ito that Tita Matilda will take charge of everything what he left. I do not want to live with them in the first place but for some reason I stayed and swallowed all my pride. This is my house. I couldn't just give this up or give this to anyone. Bahay ito nila Mommy.
Pumasok ako sa loob ng bahay at nadatnan ko si Nanay Lidya habang inaayos ang mga pinalengke niya.
"Nanay Lidya" I called her name. She turned her head to me 'tsaka ako binigyan ng matamis niyang ngiti. Nanay Lidya is on her 40s and I could see already her wrinkled face.
"Tinawag niyo po sana ako para nasamahan po kitang mamalengke Nanay"
"Naku, hindi na kita natawag kanina dahil pinagmamadali ako ng Tita mo" napalabi nalang tsaka siya tinulungan sa mga pinamalengke niya.
"Ako na po magluluto Nanay Lidya. Magpahinga muna po kayo."
"Oh siya hayaan muna kita diyan at ako'y pupunta muna sa bahay namin. Kaya mo naman na iyan hindi ba?"
"Opo" magalang kong sagot sakanya.
"Oh, sarapan mo nalang ang pagluluto mo para hindi ka nanaman pagalitan ni Madame"
I sighed for a bit tsaka inisa isa ang mga kakailanganin ko sa pagluluto. For a year that I've been living here I almost forgot who I am. Yes I swallowed my pride which means I am living here with them in the same roof being their mutchacha a maid to be exact.
Nanay Lidya teaches me how to cook. Siya ang kasakasama ko sa mga gawaing bahay. She taught me of many things.
I never thought of doing this kind of work but its not that hard. Its not that hard to accept the reality that life will never be the same anymore.
