My husband d/i/e/d, and I chose to stay and raise his three brothers to go to school. But when the day came when they were successful, they left the village one by one and disappeared completely.

A sad smile… But there was no anger.

She stayed in the old house, continued to sewing, continued to live on her own.

Until one morning…

When he opened the door…

There was something in front of his house…

Which makes him stop—as if the world has stopped.

Maribel opened the door that morning.

Her eyes widened.

In front of his small, old house–which seems long forgotten by time–stood three expensive automobiles. It’s shiny, black, and doesn’t seem to fit into the simple road of their boat.

The neighbors slowly moved in.

— “What’s that?! Who is that?”
— “It’s in Maribel’s house that’s opposite ah…”
— “It’s not possible… Is he rich?”

Before she could say a word, the door to the first car opened.

And from there… Rico went downstairs.

But he was no longer the skinny boy he had left behind.

She was already in a suit, well-beared, and her eyes—full of respect and emotion—immediately fell upon Maribel.

— “Ate…”

Maribel slammed the door.

It was like a dream.

Jomar came down next—walking confidently, his hair in order, documents in hand.

From the third vehicle…

A man in a white coat approached slowly.

Yes Paolo.

Doctor on.

Maribel couldn’t hold back the tears.

— “The… My child…”

Paolo ran over and hugged him.

Mahigpit.

He didn’t seem to want to visit.

— “Ate… Please forgive us…”

Rick and Jordan were there as well.

In the middle of the village—in front of all the people who once called him a “fool”—the three men he had raised embraced him at the same time.

— “We didn’t come back… not because we forgot you…”
— “But because… we want to come back with something to be proud of…”
— “We want to give back everything you’ve done for us…”

The whole ship was silent.

No one could speak.

Si Maribel… Their hands trembled as they caressed their faces.

— “I thought… You have left me…”

Umiling you Rico.

— “Never, Sister. You became our mother… You are the reason we are here today.”

Joshua stepped forward and held out an envelope.

— “This is the title to the land and the house… “This isn’t your home anymore, my dear.”

Nagtaka si Maribel.

— “What do you mean?”

Joshua smiled and pointed to the back of the house.

At doon…

That’s where he found it.

A new house—big, sturdy, and beautiful—stood on that land.

He hadn’t noticed it earlier because he was so surprised.

He was backwards.