UNIQO HIJO
It was raining very hard. Streets are definitely bare. The radical dark, is totally invading the entire surroundings. Except from very drop of rain striking the ground the concretes pavement-, nothing could be heard. The rain is definitely outpouring from heaven. Every the drop of the cold rain strikes Ando’s face, shoulders, back, body as he slowly traces his way home. Strength enormously diminishes and with shoulders very droopy, he is chilling as the night breeze gently blows in his wet body. His strength is totally occupied by perforated feeling of ague.
As he behind handedly walks home at the blurred-rainy avenue. Ando is tightly clinging to the cloister of his very busy but a little-bit petulant and gloomy yesterday. He has very vast muster of highly-technologies gadgets. It is not impossible for him to have the latest editions of the lap top computers, recently released model of PSP’s, hyper programmed cellular phones for his father is a high-salaried engineer and his mother is a leveled chief nurse. It seems that all Ando wants is just at his very grasp.
Ando is amply tall youngster and of pleasant disposition. He has a very brilliant face with an excellent body contour for a graduating university student. His eyes are deeply brilliant and stress relinquishing. His hair is very dark and fairly cut.
A few meters near to his home, he notices that the house is in full blast. Their car is quietly resting in their spacious garage. His pet dog, Genie, is pleasantly breaking at their balcony.
“Urf, urf, urf, uurff!” the dog barked joyously.
“Oh my juvenile dog,” Ando said her cleanly “how are you, huh?” he interrogated. The dog jumped joyously, waggled its tail subtlety and interring in the balcony.
As Ando walks in with delight, he saw his mama and papa watching news broadcast.
“Good evening! Ma, Pa,” he greeted loudly. His father exclaimed commendably.
“Oh, yes Pa!” Ando replied gently.
“It’s very late in the evening. Look, Ando! It’s extremely dark outside”, his mother said exasperatedly.
“I’m sorry Ma, Pa. I have just plenty of works to do at school,” Ando elaborately explained.
“Oh right, there you are, change your clothes immediately and we’ll wait for you at the dining room,” his mothe r said opaquely
For twenty years of Ando’s life, that’s the way how’s his mother treat him. At times he would be put to shame by his mother in conspicuous place most especially. Every time he tries to explain his side, his mom would reject it right away. As if there is no ample space for the explanation of his side. There is no space for all his explanations. His father sometimes would understand him but most of the time his father isn’t home. His parents are very busy for their jobs striving to be more and more financially stable. After dinner, Ando went to his room in a hurry. He left the dining room immediately because he knows that Manang Puring is there to fix all the mess in the dining. In his room, he is working for his thesis.
Ando is working on his thesis painstakingly. He keenly browses the MS WORD document of his thesis page by page.
He checks the typographical error he has made. He often edits the tabulation he had made for the demographic study he is conducting. But there is one thing that keeps him unease. He couldn’t concentrate well. There is an abstract and devastative disruption on his mind that irritates him. It curse like white frisky worms in his flesh allowing him to be fiery and disturbed. He keeps on editing his research manuscript. Nevertheless, he couldn’t describe what that particular thing that interrupts him. That is in his biographical sketch in his research manuscript.
It is still raining hard outside. His dog, Genie, keeps on barking outside Ando could clearly hear it from his room. Ando is still disturbed and irritated. Something is skeptical and doubtful. He is interpellating himself with a question he, himself, could not answer.
There is a voice gently whispering into Ando’s heart to remain skeptical.
Ando is still working on his research completing and recalculating the result of his research statistical review. He could clearly hear the loud barks of his pet dog outside. It is now barking very loud as if it is surprised or hit by something or has an enemy.
Ando is still badly irritated but he has no options – he must continue to work. He must complete the statistical computation of his study. He checks all his computations. He recomputed it. He patiently solve one by one and bit by bit.
When he was nearly to complete his computation, he checked first his cellular phone. Seeing that there is no single text or anything, he returned to his work. After finalizing the method by a calculator he immediately saved the document.
Ando still awake and uneasy, he doesn’t feel any force to go to sleep. He opened and browse a social networking website. He was extremely amazed and shocked that somebody commented on his profile. It was a beautiful woman at her middle forties. He zooms the picture. He could easily distinguish that the woman in the picture is a dentist. But he and the woman have several resemblances. Ando was dumbfounded. His nose and that of the woman is by those same.
Shocked by those comments, Ando tried to check the woman’s profile. He was extremely astonished when he saw series of pictures in the woman’s photo album. A picture absolutely strikes an Ando’s whole attention.
It was he when he is 4 months old. He was a baby then with the women holding him. He had already seemed that picture when he still a child yet he couldn’t remember if where that was. He knows that picture is just scanned from a hard copy because of its appearance. He wonders why that picture was in that woman’s profile. Who was she? What was her connection with Ando?
Being mesmerized by the happening, Ando tries to recall if where that photo album is where he had seemed the picture. He left his room, went to the sala and look for that album it wasn’t there. He went to the cabinet in their stockroom; disarrange all the bookshelves of his father but it wasn’t there. It is already one o’clock in the morning but he couldn’t sleep as if something make him bothers - it is the picture.
He scans and scans all the documents inside their stockroom but no single photo album was found.
He immediately ran into their basement.
He opened immediately the light.
It was not that bright.
The basement is very messy.
There he sedulously looks for the album because he strongly believes that the basement is the only place he could search in. he scan all the ill-smelling old books and boxes. He is perspiring that soakly much until a box caught his attention. He immediately opened the box. Coach roaches amazed his sight. It was full of books and folders. He inspected it one by one. Until, he comes finally to the very bottom of the box. That’s the album left unopened 16 years ago. He scanned the album. It smells with the cockroaches’ eggs and opacities. All pictures are still very comprehensible in that album. And he found the picture he is looking. It was really the same picture. He got it and brought it to his room.
In a bright light in his room, Ando cross-examined the two photographs. The two photographs are really identical. But, he couldn’t identify if who if the woman with him in the picture. It wasn’t his mother. At the back of the picture he is holding a name is legibly printed.
EDITH R. CASTRO DMD
That was a professional name - a dentist. The woman on the picture with him is a dentist - A very dentist by her profession.
But, who is that woman?
Ando continuously scanned the woman’s profile and wall. He couldn’t find a single hint as to that woman’s identity. He remained irritated and unease of what he has found. He very and definitely skeptical that time. He wants to intoxicate the white worms creeping in his flesh, in his heart up to his brain. He continued to scan at this time his profile, he come to read the recent notifications. It was legibly printed.
HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY MY UNIQO HIJO!
He wondered why the woman commented on his profile that way. And, it was not just an ordinary greeting; it was not just a normal way of greeting a friend, a kin or whatever. Uniqo Hijo. What does it mean? But he has a mother for twenty years.
But he doubted, all his life, everything wasn’t clear. Everything was vague about his reputation. He cried. There is a strong conviction in his heart. There is a voice that insistently whispers that he woman in the picture is his mother. Yes! They have a strong connection. Ando cried enormously. He cried. He wanted to revenge. To whom?
But he doesn’t know. He was just tossed by the wave for years. He slept in tears! Huhuhuhuhu!
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