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"And you Saturn, you will be a... Fashion designer!" extravagant na sabi ng Tita ko. She seems so excited while saying that but I can't help but to notice the sarcasm.

Napangiwi ako sa sinabi niya. Alam na alam niyang mahilig ako sa fashion but I don't want to be a fashion designer.

"Tita, I'm sorry. I don't want to be a fashion designer." I told her honestly.

As much as possible ayokong magka-away away talaga kami kahit noon pa man ay may silent war na between our families.

"Then a model, perhaps?" she suggested.

I sighed on what she said. She really know how to piss me off. I composed myself once again before speaking up for myself. I don't live in the rules of anyone here. I live for myself.

"Tita, I want to be chef." seryosong sabi ko.

My cousins laughed at my thought, some even raised their brows. Nakisali rin si Tita dito na para bang hindi niya mapigilang tumaawa sa sinabi ko. Pinagtaasan niya ako ng kilay peri noong nakita niya akong nakatingin sa kanya, binaba niya ito at naging sweet naman ang aura niya.

"A chef darling? You know you don't have a future in that... course or something. Your Mom is a bad cook!" she said dramatically while caressing my hair.

I was hurt by her words. I know my Mom doesn't know how to cook and that's what makes her different in the family.

How can they be so harsh to my Mom?

Hindi na ako nagsalita at umuwi nalang ako sa bahay.

I don't know if may kakampi pa ako sa mga laban ko eh. Even my family wants to bring me down.

They always think of the worst side of me... of us.

"Saturn sweetie, time for bed." I heard my Mom's sweet voice sa labas ng bahay nila tita.

"Coming Mom," I sighed. Kailan ko pa maipapaglaban ang aking karapatan?

They always think of me as a little girl who can't speak for herself.

Kinunan nila ako ng karapatan na ipaglaban ang aking karapatan. They always say that I will always respect the elders.

But they don't deserve respect if they can't respect us too!

I stood up and walked upstairs.

"Mom, I want to be a chef." I told her, hoping that she would support me.

Kahit hindi na ako supportahan pa ng mga ibang kapamilya namin basta I have my Mom with me.

"Sweetie," she chuckled like I said something funny.

"You know that I suck at cooking right? Your Aunties would be furious." she even managed to chuckle. Binuksan niya ang pinto ng bahay namin.

"Mom, when will you ever fight for us? Or even for yourself? When will you stop thinking about what would they think and just live your life without worries?" I asked her saka pumasok na at dumeretso sa kuwarto ko. My Mom just followed me.

She just sighed. "Cuddle close," she cover my body with the comforter hanggang sa dibdib ko.

"Now sleep sleepyhead." she kissed my forehead ang walked out of my room, closing the door behind her.

"I thought she would know me better than anyone. I thought she would support me like what mothers should do." I whispered then let my tears flow down my eyes.