“Bilhan mo daw ng Jollibee si mama…”
I
received a text from my youngest sibling; it’s six in the morning. Mother dear
has arrived from her 2 weeks trip to Brunei to visit my twin brother. Two
weeks, and she already misses eating fastfood stuff.
Even
if I'm half-awake, I went to the nearest Jollibee to buy us breakfast.
She
beamed when I got back. I guess she really missed Jollibee food.
“Nagmamadali ka ba?! Ba’t ang bilis mong
kumain?”
“Mom, I’ve work at 8 AM.”
“Could you stay for a little while? May news
ako.”
It
must’ve been something important, because she put on a different face when she
was about to break the news to me.
“Your brother and his girlfriend are engaged;
they’re getting married on December.”
I was
stunned.
“Ok.. so what are the plans? Anong
arrangements ang kelangan?”
“They actually had it figured out. Almost
everything is planned. They were just polishing other details of the
wedding.”
I can sense
a bit of sadness in her tone.
Women
have this thing about weddings. And being the mother of the groom, she must’ve
felt that she was left out, because it seemed she didn’t have a say on anything about the details
of the wedding.
Then, I
started to connect the dots.
The
bride’s family (and I mean the whole
family: father, mother, 3 brothers and 2 sisters), went to Brunei a week
before my mom did. Maybe that was the plan. That was when my brother formally
asked the family for the bride’s hand in marriage. My twin, then, had mom fly
to Brunei, not to be involved, but just to be informed.
It
must’ve crushed mom’s heart.
“So what’s your participation in the wedding
preparations?”
“The program…”
“The program? Really mom? Not even the
floral arrangements? Or maybe the female entourage’s gowns?”
“Just the program…”
“Oh my…”
Everything’s
almost set:
The photographer,
The videographer,
The caterer,
The venue,
The motif,
The outfits,
The date,
The entourage…
“You’re the best man…”
Then
reality sets in.
Put*ngina.
Pano ba
maging best man?
9 comments:
haahhaahahahah :) search on google lol
bachelor's party :D
ODK kuya, pwede bang mag-gown and best man?
Wow! Isn't it cool to be a best man? Hope everything turns out well..
I love your poems, by the way. Keep on writing. :)
Inasmuch as i wanted to help,
palagi lang akong bridesmaid.
hihihi! chos. :p
@KULAPITOT: hahaha.. why not?! if there's such a thing as Best Man 101..
@Justin: oh, of course the bachelor's party.. hmm..
@charles: tseh!! :p
@Fiction Nostalgia: thanks for dropping by and leaving a comment! it's humbling to know that someone loves my poems.. :)
@HRH Queen Chuni: ahahahaha! uu nga, mas kabog pa ang gown mo sa gown ng bride.. :))
Goodluck and get a great speech :D
Whoa. I'm sure di mo naubos ang breakfast mo heheh. I didn't know you have a twin...
@Meowfie: thanks! oh, yeah.. the best man's toast.. hmm.. i'll take note of that.. :)
@glentot: hey there!!! hindi ko naubos.. yung hot chocolate.. ang inet eh, napaso dila ko.. :)) and, yup! i've a twin brother.
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