REVERIE OF MY ARDUOUS PAST

She was 20 that time and I am 24. I help her with the things she does in life. I'm with her in times of crisis and problems. She fell in love with me. I loved her much more than she loved me. One time, we were at my apartment. She asked me: "VLAD, can you promise me one thing?" "Yeah sure. What is it?" "VLAD, promise me you will never leave me." "No, I won't." I replied. I heard her little sobs so I let her face me. "What's the problem babe? Why are you crying?" "No. Nothing. I'm just afraid that one day I'll wake up with no Vlad by my side." I started to get emotional too. Our conversation ended up making love. Days pass and things are getting sadder and sadder. I ended up knowing one thing that made me want to kill myself. One night, While we we're in bed, she leaned closer to me asking me to do something for her. I kissed her on her forehead but she moved it to her lips. Now we are kissing each other so passionately. She undresses in front of me. She undressed me too. She really initiated this? I respond to her actions. Now we are making love. Now we are both catching our breaths. "This is the last, Vien." She looked at me, confused. "What do you mean? Vlad?" "This is a goodbye sex." "What? Can you point it out directly?" She said while dressing up. "I'm breaking up with you." I left her in my apartment speechless and went to my parent's house. The next morning, I texted her. "Babe. I'm sorry. Try to forget me. I'm not perfect for you. Just remember that I will always love you. Goodbye." I am already on the plane. In 5 minutes, this plane is about to fly high to the clouds. I was about to turn on airplane mode on my phone when I received a text message. "Babe. This is Vien. What's wrong with me? Please, come back to me and let's make this relationship as perfect as it can be." Now she’s begging me? I feel drops of tears in my eyes. I can't take it. I replied to her message one last time. "Babe. This is VLAD, saying goodbye. I hope you will understand me. You are perfect but I'm the mule one. I hope you will always remember us this way. I love you, until the end of time. This hurts to say but, Goodbye." I turned on airplane mode as soon as the message was sent. My tears run down just like a rushing river. The plane where I’m in was on it’s way to America. I know that this is useless but my family insisted on doing this. "Son, are you alright?" My dad asked me as he saw me crying. "No. Not really dad. I'm in great despair. Just tell Vien that I love her as you come back to the Philippines." "Don't say that, Vlad. You will survi---." I lost my consciousness totally. Dad’s statement was cut off. Meanwhile, Vien is sad and angry at the same time. How could Vlad break up with her that easily? Does he have a secret affair with someone? No. He won't. He's loyal to me. But why? Vien was shocked to see messages on the mailbox. "Vien Writes, this is a message from the National Bank. The bank account number 16399367252, previously owned by Vlad Makes, was transferred to your name." What? Why is he doing this? There's another email. She opened it. "Vien Writes, this is a message from the Land Office. The lot number 72592967, previously owned by Vlad Makes, was transferred to your name." God! This refers to the 17 hectare land he bought for the both of us! There’s more? I guess this is the last one. "Vien Writes, this is a message from the post office. Vlad Makes had a message for you. “babe, I'm sorry. I hope you receive the mails including this third one. I know you are pregnant. And I'm the dad. I saw the pregnancy test in the drawer. I'm very happy to have a child. Please, take care of our child. The land and money was now all yours. Use that for the brighter future of our child. I love you. And I am always watching you. Goodbye and thanks for everything." Vien bursted into tears upon reading the mails. She led her way inside the house and threw herself on the comfortable sofa. She’s in great sorrow when her reverie was broken upon hearing a telephone call. Tito Vlair. "Hello Tito?" "Vien. He’s gone.” “What do you mean, Tito Vlair?” “VLAD died. While we’re on the plane going to America. We never reach the hospital. We are delayed. But, that was his last wish. To be with you until the last night of his life.” Every time Vien recalls the memoir of her happy and sorrowful days with Vlad, she’s getting emotional. She focused on leading their son towards his brighter future, where actually he’s now a successful doctor and a motivational speaker. “The Human Spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it. C.C Scott’s message is so motivational to me that despite what happened, I learn to accept the things that we knew we can’t experience again. The things that will only remain as memory. The things we can do nothing but imagine. Despite how painful our past is, we learn to keep fighting forward. A lot of people asked me: ‘To Whom Do You Owe Your Success, son?’ I bitterly smiled and responded: ‘I do owe my success and my whole life to my father who died way before I was born. She provided everything to the most important woman in my life, he gave her everything she needed in order to survive. He is the reason why my mother had no trouble living her life despite his loss. Since his love for her is like a goodbye s*x. Painful, burning, yet the most unforgettable and the most satisfying thing you can ever imagine in life.’ Keep positivity in mind. Cancer is just a cancer, it is curable nowadays and we doctors are here to help. Find the reason to keep going whether that reason is about family or the love of your life. Be strong, I know you can lift whatever burden is at your back. Never Give Up!” He wanted to be a doctor to cure and lift up the spirits of all patients suffering cancer, the disease that ended his father’s life.