The Nightmare Of Being With The Wrong Filipina (Part 1 of 5)
The beginning of the first year of our relationship was okay.
I was naive and frankly would never have thought that the person whom I had helped in desperate situations and intended to take as my Filipino bride would ever betray me. But as the money ran out, the atmosphere began to change until it became really tense.
I had no income and by the beginning of the second year, I relied totally on this filipina.
She had secured a managerial position in an Multinational Company that paid her a monthly salary of 24k php through my recommendation on her resume. I knew my recommendation played a big role in her securing the job because she was
just a 2nd year undergraduate. Furthermore, the company that hired her have a subsidiary in Malaysia with whom I had some business dealings with before.
This is when she started to show all her true colours. I had no say in anything.
I was relegated to the role of being a housemaid. I cooked and cleaned for her and the kids and I did it well. I have five (5) daughters of my own whom I took care of when my ex wife was studying. My cooking skills I had picked up when I was working part time as an assistant chef in a restaurant while pursuing my degree in the UK.
There were occasions when I wanted to speak up but I was told that if I wasn’t careful with what I say, I might get shot. Of course, I had no intention of testing the truth of that statement.
A couple of times my Filipino bride to be, literally threw me out of the house with just the clothes on my back. No money, no friends and a stranger in a foreign land, what
was I suppose to do but just tough it out for the night. The next day, she would look for me and tell me to go back. When I asked her why she did what she did, she told me, “To teach you a lesson!”.
In my heart, I asked myself, why would she do this to me, for just speaking my mind? What had I got myself into?? Many times, I asked that of myself.
Later, she was terminated from her job because there were a lot of discrepancies with the stock in the shop. I don’t want to speculate on what happened as I wasn’t there. From what I do know she was told to leave the company’s premises immediately. That itself left a very bad impression of the whole situation.
After losing her job, this caused a change in our lifestyle. We had to move from our present apartment to another subdivision that was part of
the Tondo’s squatters resettlement scheme.
Most the people living there were the hardcore poor. Although, these people were really poor, I have tremendous respect for them because they were some of the most hospitable people that I had ever met here in this country. Why do I say this?
Although they live from hand to mouth everyday, they have such big hearts and will even share what little they have with their neighbours. For our survival, we had a small sari- sari store which really didn’t provide much and my possible future filipino bride had to learn about rugs and knitting to make more money for our daily expenses.
I tried to do my part by doing odd jobs, repairing computers which weren’t very often and I used my cooking ability to lower our daily expenses to the lowest possible.
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