My friend Ate’ Florida gave her my jewelries the minute she arrived in Cebu.
Evil cousin #1 confirmed that she got it and I told her exactly what I wanted.
I followed up after a month and she said her goldsmith was still in the province.
From then on it went on from one excuse to the other.
Six months has passed and I didn’t hear anything from her. Nothing.
She wouldn’t answer my texts messages. (this time uso na cellphone. Nokia. hahaha)
So, I started calling her frantically. She wouldn’t pick up my calls so I called her landline. She was not home all the time.
There would be calls that I make that was obvious that she was home but she would tell her maids to tell me she wasn’t home.
I was getting nervous. First of all, that jewelry set was a gift from my mother in law. It has sentimental value to me. And second, it was an expensive set.
She still won’t pick up my calls. I got so angry already and told the maid to tell her that I am angry.
One day she finally picked up my call. She said her goldsmith hasn’t come back from the province yet. I told her “can I just get my jewelries back? And It’s okay I won’t have it done anymore.” She told me she’s going to ship it.
My jewelries arrived and when I opened the package, I swear to god I died for like 10 minutes. I could feel my heart dropped and my knees melted. I couldn’t breathe and all I did was cry.
She gave me back 3 loose south sea pearls and loose tiny diamonds. Everything was loose.
This is not my jewelry set. I will bet my life and my children’s life.
She gave me loose cheap south sea pearls and instead of diamonds she gave me less than 10 brilliantitos (tiny diamonds).
It took me half a day to gather strength to call her. I know it’s going to be a bloody confrontation.
I called her and asked her: “where are my jewelries? The ones you sent is not mine.”
She insisted it was mine. If it was mine why are they loose? Where are the white gold encrusting of the jewelries? And there are less than 10 diamond stones? It’s not even diamonds.
You know what she answered me? She told me nonchantly: “sige pun an na lang nako ang diamonds.” Tagalog: “sige, dagdagan ko na lang ang diamonds.”
At that point I know this was a lost case. No matter what I’ll do. I just have to accept that I have lost my jewelries.
I told her: “you know what? If my jewelries that you stole from me helped you and na pa kain mo yung mga anak mo dahil dun, sige tulong ko na lang sayo yun.”
After that I completely stopped talking to her. For me I am fucking done with her.
I told my Mom about it and I asked her “why did she do this to me ‘ma? We are not only close friends. We are cousins.” I felt so helpless.
Then my ‘ma answered: “gi ingnan na tika sa una pa pag bantay anang mga taw hana. Wa ka ma minaw nako. Kanang mga tawhana wa na’y gi ila.”
Tagalog: “sinabi ko na sa ‘yo noon pa mag inggat ka sa mga taong yan. Yang mga taong yan wala yang kinikilala.”
For a long time I told everyone about what she did to me. Anyone who knows her and maski yung hindi sya kilala, kinwento ko. Para lang maka bawi ako.
That was the only thing I can do to get back at her. Destroy her reputation.
I did not talk to her for sooooo many years. I will hear stories about her. Like she converted to Born Again Christian.
Great. Just fucking great. Good move.
I wonder how many people ma loloko nya this time back up by her religious belief. Pati si God gagamitin nya.
So, anyway, to cut the long story short, years passed. Maybe about 2 to 3 years probably. I was with my kids on our way to the dentist.
My cellphone rang. I did not recognize the number but I picked it up anyway.
It was her.
She said hi I said hello. At that time I was already over the jewelry issue and told myself I’ll just forgive her. It’s just money and after all she’s a relative. I was happy with my life and I really didn’t want anything negative in my life at that time.
But listen to this, she told me when she opened her bible early that morning God told her to call me. And that is why she called me.
Pucha ang lakas ng sayad.
She didn’t apologize. If God told you to call me, God didn’t tell you to apologize to me?
She said she was leaving for the States for vacation that day and I told her to have fun. At that time for me I was ready to make amends with her. Not to be “barkadas” again but I just didn’t want animosity between us. That’s all I wanted.
When she was in the States she stayed with our Auntie in Van Nuys, Los Angeles in California (sister of our moms). She was there for I think 2 weeks or more I don’t know. I wasn’t in touch with her.
One day our common friend called me and told me evil cousin #1 bad mouth me when she was in the States. Why am I not surprised?
This is the story how I found out about it.
She was staying in my Auntie’s house, right? One of our common friends who is from Texas called my auntie’s house to look for her. My auntie answered the phone. My friend from Texas told my Auntie that she was friends with me and evil cousin #1.
When my Auntie heard that Texas friend was also friends with me, my Auntie started talking to her.
Auntie: Amiga sad diay nimo si Tina? Tagalog: Kaibigan mo rin pala si tina?
Texas Friend: yes, Tita. Tina and evil cousin #1 are my barkadas in Cebu.
Auntie: na unsa naman na si Tina ‘day. blah, blah, blah, blah. Tagalog: ano na nangyayari dyan kay Tina, blah, blah, blah.
What a fucker, dude.
The day she left for the States she called me and said God told her to call me. And the minute she got to the States was bad mouth me? How fucking twisted is that?
I wonder if “her” God told her: “when you get to the states bad mouth Tina.”
I fucking freaked out. Man. As in fucking. freaked. out.
I called her and I screamed at her. I screamed so loud that my voice was heard all the way to Polo Club. Okay, exaggerated. Hangang San Agustin lang.
And she started crying and denying, crying and denying.
Don’t tell me our Auntie lied? She cannot deny to me because before I called her I called my Auntie and screamed at her too! My Auntie told me the truth. She was talking shit about me!
Fuck. you. again.
You know what really made me so angry?
I know she’s been talking shit about me in the past and I just brushed it off. But this time she said something bad about me concerning my family.
I already said in the beginning not to ever, ever touch my family. It is a sensitive nerve for me.
The straw that broke the camels back is she told my Auntie I don’t go home to Cebu anymore because I am ashamed of my family.
That statement alone will tell you what kind of person she is. It will tell you how black her soul is. It will tell you her Mother didn’t raise her well. It will tell you she is so fucking jealous of me.
While it is true that I rarely go home compared to when I was still single. When I was still working in a travel agency one of the privileges I get is I was entitled to a 75% AD (agency discount) anywhere I travel. I would go home halos every week end.
But when I had a family of my own and had kids I rarely go home. First, because my kids were still small. Second, my in laws are Chinese. And for the Chinese once a girl get married to a Chinese family, you become theirs. Your priority will be your own family.
There was a time when my Mom was still strong enough to travel, I would just let my Mom come over to Manila so she can visit us.
I did not owe her a fucking explanation why I rarely go home to Cebu. I don’t owe anyone an explanation why I rarely go home to Cebu.
It’s not anyone’s business and much more evil cousin #1 cannot fault me just because I rarely go home to Cebu.
I felt so betrayed. You know why? I was willing to let go of the jewelry issue and let bygones be bygones.
I was willing to make amends inspite of what she did to the heirloom of my daughter.
So for that…
Fuck you, your children and your childrens children
Fuck your whole legacy dude.
This time I am done.