My Best friends' Brother

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Ang mga susunod na lenggwahe at senaryo ay kinakailangan ng patnubay ng magulang. Light spg.

My summer during winter

I never liked the rain. Maliban sa mahirap sumakay ng jeep or fx, it makes me think na iyak iyon ng mga angels ni God and crying signifies sadness for me. Ayaw ko ng malungkot.

July in Setagaya - located in Tokyo, it is summer. Lots of people are here with their partners while I'm just with myself. Alone.

I've learned to love the feeling of being alone. I'm alone, not lonely. Nalaman ko ang difference niyon when I decided to take my mom's inheritance and left my father.

When I was still on my father's side, I wasn't alone alright, but boy, was I so lonely. He wanted me to sign some papers but I didn't kasi ayaw niyang ipabasa iyon. Pirma lang daw.

But my mom was smarter; before my mom died, she made me promise na 'wag akong pipirma without looking and reading through anything people ask me to sign, so I didn't. My dad got mad. Lagi niya na akong kinukulong sa bahay hanggang sa hindi na ako nakakapasok sa mga class ko until ma-drop ko sila.

Maybe the attorney of my mom is an angel in disguise. Nagread ng last will and testament for me and my dad. I learned that mom has at least a million in her personal savings and is giving it to me, including our house that is worth 13M dahil located ito sa Quezon City near Morato. Hindi naman ako pinalaking may golden spoon and fork so hindi ako nagexpect na may ganitong kyeme. I know it isn't much like the "mayamans" have but that's from my mom so it's more than enough for me.  Iyon siguro ang gustong papirmahan sa akin ng daddy.

"Sir, my dad -" I looked at him. "He's making me sign some papers. Are those for the transfer?" I asked.

"What papers?" The attorney narrowed his eyes to me then to my dad.

I heard my dad cleared his throat, "I'm sorry attorney, my daughter must be confused. I was asking her to sign some papers for her school transfer." He defended.

The attorney looked with his questioning eyes but did not speak it out. "As I was saying earlier Miss Soreta, I'd like you to sign some papers here for the transfer - a transfer to your name. Ako lang ang gagawa noon, miss. Not your dad, not anyone else." He stated with a firm voice while looking at my dad.

"Of course, attorney." Dad said with that annoying smug smile on his face. "I just don't think she's ready for that. Ako na lang ang magpapapirma sa kanya. As you can see, wala pang babang luksa ang mommy niya. It might be too fast for her." He's delaying. I get it! I fucking get it. Lalo na ngayon, naririnig ko sa mga katulong na may babaeng ibinabahay si daddy sa kabilang street. Sabi pa nila, hindi lang magawa ni daddy na iuwi rito ang babae dahil nasa pangalan pa ni mommy ang bahay. It would be a shame to the Soreta's knowing that my dad doesn't own anything in this family except his sperm when they created me. Tingin pa siguro ng ibinabahay ni daddy ay may pera ito.

I looked at him with disgust in my eyes, "Actually, it's fine. I'll sign it here now."

And now I'm here in Tokyo. Ginalaw ko iyong mana ni mommy sa'kin for passport, ticket, and visa. I sold the house and gave dad a million. Para tigilan na niya ako. Ang natira sa pera ay nasa bank lang. Wala akong kakilala sa Japan, walang kamaganak, walang friends, mabuti nga at may mababait na Pinoy na nagpatira sa'kin ng libre nang una pero nang nakapagwork na ako, nagbibigay na rin ako hanggang sa makaipon ako at makakuha ng sariling apartment. I worked my ass out in here. Nagaaral sa umaga, nagbebenta ng make up sa mga kaklase, packer ng noodles sa convenience store sa hapon, towel girl sa comfort room sa gabi. I didn't know how I survived that but I did and I couldn't get any prouder of myself and I know my mom is also proud of me.