Fairy Tale Love Story
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Kasabay ng pagsusulat ko ng article na ito ang paglilipad ng aking isipan sa isang paraiso kung saan ako at si Bob lamang ang nilalang na nabubuhay. Kung saan ako ang prinsesa at siya ang aking prinsipe.

Kung akala natin na ang fairytale love story ay sa komiks lang nangyayari, puwes, patutunayan kong dito sa mundo, as in dito sa Earth, ang fairytale ay nag-eexist pa rin.Wansapanataym, may isang prinsipe in a far far away land (bansa kung tawagin in real life hehe) named Morocco.

Ang prinsipe ay bugnutin, nagtataglay ng masamang ugali, at hindi naniniwala sa pag-ibig. At ayaw niyang sa mga babae dahil lahat umano aniya ay pare-pareho lang; women sleep with more than one man (no comment). In his culture and tradition, they have to marry a ‘virgin’ woman in his own land.

One day, an arranged marriage is being scheduled by his parents but he refused and run away (run away groom eka nga). He decided to wander the world and search for his ideal girl. It took him many years to travel Europe, Asia and Middle East, but unfortunately he couldn’t find one. He gave up and decided to move in to Dubai for good. Making his own business, and living a normal life as it is.

While there is a poor girl living in village of Bukidnon, she got nothing except her beautiful eyes. She used to help her father plant vegetables in their farm field. She was unable to complete her University due to financial hardships.

But the poor girl was very attentive and she always wanted to help her poor family. But at her very young age, since she is not perfect, she felt in love with a right guy, but at a wrong time. As a consequences, she got pregnant and become a young mother; a single mother. Her supposed husband-to-be was  killed by a businessman who wanted to conquer his property (that is another story).

The poor girl was being tortured by her older sister with  bad and hurting words; even cursing her to death. So she decided to stand on her own, she left the village and search for a job until she makes it to Dubai.

And the story begins….

August 8, 2010 ala 01:00 a.m, habang busy ako sa pag-e-intertain ng aming costumers ng maaninag ko ang isang kalbo na lalaki na titig na titig sa akin habang nangalumbaba sa isang estante ng juice product. Lihim din akong sumulyap sa kanya, hmm, gwapo siya, matipuno pero mukhang may matapang. Hindi na tuloy ako mapalagay at hindi na ako makapag-concentrate sa trabaho ko dahil nakatitig pa rin siya. Hanggang sa naubos na ang nakalinyang costumer at sila nalang ng mga kaibigan niya ang natira.

Me: Excuse me? How may I help you?

Bob: (Lumapit na sa akin at inabot ang binibili niya). You Chinese or Filipina?

Me: Filipina

Bob: Hmm I like Filipina, you’re cute. (sabay ngiti) 

Hinihingi rin niya ang celpon number ko ngunit sinabi kong nawala ito. Hindi na siya nagpumilit at tumabi na ang tingin ay nasa akin parin. Inabot ko sa kanya ang kanyang sukli pero hindi na nya ito kinuha pa ( 78AED- nasa 800 Peso).

Lingid sa aking kaalaman, naroon pala sila sa labas ng supermarket at inaabangan ako, dahil sa takot ko, tumawag pa akong pulis. Ngunit wala ring nangyari dahil wala naman talaga silang masamang hangarin sa akin. Naging interesado lang naman daw siyang makilala ako at maging kaibigan. Dumaan ang mga araw pabalik balik siya at bumibisi-bisita sa akin sa trabaho, naging close kami at naging magkaibigan.

Sa kanya ko unang naranasan ang tinatawag na ‘romantic date’. Valentine’s Day noon nang yayain niya ako sa Burj Khalifa para kumain at mamasyal na kami lang dalawa. Ang lamig ng aircon, hinila pa niya ang silya upang makaupo ako ng maayos, at inabot sa akin ang ‘red roses’ na may nakasulat sa isang pirasong papel ‘Happy Valentine’s day, I love you’ Be my wife?’Laglag ang panti ko..este.. ang puso ko sa kilig at nag hugis-puso ang aking mga mata. Hindi ko namalayang lumuluha ako, lumapit siya sa akin at hinagkan ang aking ilong habang nakaluhod nakahawak sa aking pisngi sabay bulong ‘ Habibi, don’t cry, I love you, sure. ’ You cried like a baby’ At sabay kaming nagtawanan.

Aaminin kong medyo possessive siya, mula noon, lagi ng bantay sarado (syempre marami umaaligid sa beauty ko,hehe). Ang damit ko dapat respectful para hindi bastusin, at higit sa lahat laging hatid sundo ako sa trabaho. Then we got married secretly, though I did convert to Islam (it’s my free-well choice). Believe me or not (I don’t care) He did the cooking, washing our clothes and even cleaning the house. Habang ako busy sa kaka-facebook at kakapanood ng movie, tatawagin na lang niya ako kapag kakain na.

Dumating ang araw na ipinaalam na niya sa kanyang pamilya ang tungkol sa amin. Ipinakilala ako via Skype, good vibes, tanggap nila ako at gusto nila akong makita at makilala ng personal. Kahit hindi nakakapag English ang Mommy ni Bob, alam ko ang ibig niyang ipahiwatig, she likes me. Palagi akong may flying kiss mula sa Mommy niya kapag ng uusap kami online. Via online rin tinuturuan niya akong magluto ng Arabic food.

At syempre pa, ipinakilala ko rin si Bob sa pamilya ko, (please read http://definitelyfilipino.com/blog/2012/07/24/when-a-foreigner-meets-the-taga-bukid-girl/) Tanggap niya ako sa kabila ng kahirapan namin at sa buhay merun kami sa aming bukid. Taliwas sa kanyang kultura at tradisyon, he accepts me and loves me for real even though I am not a virgin and I am not from his own land. Isang fairytale sa nangyari sa totoong mundo.

Ideal man, hmm, he always tell me I’m beautiful kahit kagigising ko pa lang. He is proud of me and he holds my hand in front of many people. He kisses me while I’m sleeping until it wakes me up. Kinukumutan niya ako kapag nakatulog akong walang kumot. Before sleeping, he kisses me goodnight and assures me he will always be there until I wake up in the morning.‘Sleep good, tomorrow you have work, I’m only here’.  He prepares my shoes when i’m about to leave for work, and he gives me my extra power for the day ”a hug and kiss” .

One day, his friend plays  dirty jokes with me, Bob didn’t like it and without warning, he poked his friend and told him to respect me. I don’t have any friends, because they’re all scared of him. He is not a good man but he is an ideal man. He takes care of me like my mother, he scolded me like my father, and he treats me like a princess. He is not an ordinary typical boyfriend, he is one of a kind.

Almost two years din ang nakalipas, August 3, 2012 when he gave me the assurance, a ring that every woman wants from his man. I didn’t ask, as in hindi ko siya ginayuma o ginamitan ng abdakadabra. I believe the power of true love.

Bob: I will get crazy if tomorrow never comes?

Me: Why?

Bob: I want to see you beside me every tomorrow in my life. I don’t mind if i will cook for you everytime. If you don’t believe, open my heart but be careful not to hurt ‘Aimee ‘, she is here inside.

Despite of all the struggles, cultural and traditional matters, they still prove that love conquers everything in this world. The story proves that fairy tale exist in real world. The poor girl, completes the prince.  And the Prince from far away land loves the poor girl. And they ‘will’ live happily ever after.

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