LIFE is not so easy for a five-year-old Estela. She always witnessed the dispute between her mom and dad. Even her nannies were there they wouldn't be able to fill the shortcomings of her parents.
She grew up with this sad scene that she often witnesses in their home...
“Where the hell are you from, Romano? We've been waiting for you all day, wasn't your daughter's birthday yesterday? You always ignore our child, you're too much!”
She beats her husband who branching out her every blows.
“Ouch! What the heck, Rebecca? It hurts! Romano clenched his fist to retaliate against his wife.
“Go ahead! Hit me! So they can see how beastly you are, so they will not respect you!”
Romano tried to appease the anger of his wife so he won't be humiliated by the people who heard their arguments. He's an elected town councilor in their province.
“I want to rest, Rebecca I'm tired...”
But Rebecca follows her husband to their room and continues her castigation.
“Why are you exhausted, because of your woman? I know you don't have a session at the town hall yesterday, you're fooling me!”
Romano’s voice was low when he answered but his eyes averted from Rebecca, “No sessions, but we have important people to meet. I don't need to explain since you'll not understand.”
“Don't make me stupid! I know you have another woman that's why don't always come home. Where do you keep your woman, Romano?”
Romano held his head, he could no longer withstand Rebecca's habitual bickering with him, it destroying his political career.
“Your madness devours your brain! Get out of the way Rebecca, I'll take my things!”
Rebecca's eyes widened as she heard what Romano said. Will her beloved husband leave her? She can't live without Romano, he's her life!
“N-No, Romano... I'm not driving you away. Please don't pack your things...”
Romano seems to have found a way to get out of that house. “You always insisted that I have another woman. So I don't want to stay in this house anymore, for I’m like living in hell! It's the end of our marriage, Rebecca. Let’s live apart!”
Rebecca blocks him from going to their closets, impedes even the packing of his clothes. Estela peeps behind the door, she sees everything but she can't do anything.
“Please, Romano we can fix this problem. What I only want is just you stay with us, give your child enough time...that’s all. Please, don't leave us...”
But Romano refused, he took his belongings and he slammed the door leaving Rebecca furious.
Rebecca followed her husband out of the house.
“Romano, get out of the car. Let's talk, please? Please!”
Romano knows that their servants are listening to their clashes, so he insisted he leaving. “Hah! No way now that you broke my character with them? I don’t want to stay with a delirious, crazy woman like you!”
And Romano drove the car away.
Rebecca was left groaning in anger. “Romano! Come back here! You're so cruel!”
She knelt on the ground full of grief.
“I gave you everything! I took you out of poverty... you won politics because of my father's influence, and this thou hast avenged me...”
A scene that caused great pain to a young Estela. Hidden behind the door she witnessed everything. But she could not understand their argument.
She didn't want her parents to separate. She didn't want to lose one of them. Her eyes are blubbering. “Mommy...Daddy...”
Her father had left them, she no longer had a dad. She dropped on the floor the teddy bear her father had given her on her fourth birthday. Then she ran to her room. She sobs in tears.
“Estela!”
A call to her name from behind, it’s Yaya Sela.
The nanny also witnesses her parent's feud and she felt sorry for the child. She picked up the toy and followed the girl into the room.
Estela cried at her, she didn't want a broken family. “I hate Daddy! He left us! I hate them! They didn't love me!”
Yaya Sela’s emotions were broken. She knew how Estela was hurt by her parent's divorce. The 50-year-old nanny hugged and comfort the miserable child.
She smiled and gave the teddy bear to her. “You know Estela, your mommy and daddy love you. It's just that...they don't understand each other as of now. But I'm sure that your daddy will come back again. Just pray, baby everything will be fine...”
The child looked at her, hoping what she desired would happen. She leaned on her babysitter's lap. Yaya Sela sang a gentle song, ‘The Sway of the Baby Hammock,’ a Filipino lullaby so a child could sleep...
