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Kara kruz: sins of desire (12th palkat)


Kara Kruz: Sins of Desire (12th palkat)

Kalis Marco S, M.R.B.

And I
Will swallow my pride
You’re the one that I love
And I’m saying goodbye
(-Tita Lisa May Aguilar and Waswit cover, Say Something*)

(*A Great Big World with Christina Aguilera original)

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, innakon, paalam na, adios, goodbye, adieu mon ami
-apong Don Huan De Marcus, Lover Boy

Part V, Da Formula 5

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is based on true events and confessions during tita Judge Aramina’s trials and tribulations. Names, places, and events are slightly modified and altered not to sensationalize but to hide the true personae and identities of the characters and any similarities to your real life experiences are purely accidental, co-incidental, and unintended. Peks man, cross my heart and hope to die. Discretion is strongly advised as some readers might find the contents just a little offensive.

(apparently, I have to keep it non-erotic, non-explicit, and non-wet dreamy, tita Judge Aramina can only hope)

Love your wives
-Ephesians 5.2, second reading, 21st Sunday in Ordinary Time

My titser Madam Cory, apong Don Huan plans to write in his yet to be published and to be written book Unbridled but Infinitesimal Wisdom, she said “there are unfatomable events or occurences that I myself will never understand, like the Big Bang Theory, the evolutionists/physicists contend we all came from the Big Bang, the creationists insist the Big Bang was created… it remains a mystery, a debate children.”

And of course, for tita Detective Precious H. Polito, a very religious devout catholic, the only mystery or mysteries that she would understand are the Mysteries of the Rosary because she had prayed the Mysteries probably hundreds of thousand times she didn’t even need to read her little book; she knew by heart all mysteries of the Glorious, Joyful, Sorrowful, and even the added Luminous. She could recite them while kneeling inside the church, kneeling beside her bed, and even beside her partner Detective Charlie S. Tirong while they surveil inside their hot car… in their shorts and sando, a thin undershirt.

(tito Charlie S. Tirong could attest tita Preci never knelt inside their car while praying her Rosary)

“Ha-ha-ha, you mean to say Brenda San, they really followed a strict code of conduct for detective partners while surveiling inside their hot car, wearing thin sandos…jiggly sandos… wow, that was some serious restraint and self-control, eh.”

Eh? Hmn, my daddy Marco San is turning Canadian, I mumbled to myself as I watched the reddening maple tree leafs flutter and wave as our Sienna quietly hummed along Highway 7 going to tita Ana Rosalea’s auntie’s house in Richmond Hill last fall. And yes, apparently in Toronto, it is Maple Leafs not Maple Leaves.

Another mystery that my mommy Miss Brenda San couldn’t explain to my daddy Marco San was the mystery not of the Rosary but that of tita Rosario, aside from the mystery of her falling for tito Karm:

Wait a minot Brenda San, Don Huan de Markus was born in Dingras, Rosario was born in Bayombong, how did they end up attending the same grade one class in Bayombong…could it be that Rosario mistook the young Deacon Karl Marks for the young Don Huan Karlus Markus?

Because apparently, the young Deacon Karl Marks, born Karlus Markus in Kasibu attended elementary and high school in Bayombong.

Even Alma with her sharp kibitzing eyes didn’t miss the apparent glaring error in my last post:

You didn’t say in your Post 11 Kal-EL that “apong Don Huan plans to write in his still unpublished and unwritten book Unbridled and Infinitesimal Wisdom” about the whacking of the school bag, could it be that it was actually the young Deacon Karl Marks who was whacked by the young tita Rosario…was it an error Kal-EL…or a misdirection… because probably… here in real life, apong Don Huan Karlus Markus is really the Deacon…OMG!

Hmn, someone might actually draw the same conclusion because in tita Aramina’s story Wet Dreams, apong Don Huan and tita Doña Ana Rosalea were there but not tita genetisis Elisa and Deacon Karl Marks… now, tita Elisa and her husband the Deacon are here but not tita Ana and apong Don Huan.

Could it be that Alma was right… that tita Elisa is really tita Ana here in real life? I had already mistakenly identified tita Elisa as tita Ana Rosalea because they do look like twins…

But how could anyone not see the difference between apong Don Huan and Deacon Karl Marks?

That was the evolutionist-creationist debate between my mommy Miss Brenda San and my daddy Marco San:

That could be right Marco San, how could manang Rosario mis-identify the Deacon? The Deacon looks saintly especially when he is seated at the right side of the Father during Sunday masses while the Don Huan looks more like Karm, always thinking of women… or their previous gelprens, searching for all the girls they loved before who are now someone else’s wives…

Ha-ha-ha! Then my daddy Marco San suddenly stopped laughing and was silent for a few moments, then with slow and deliberate words, he mumbled to my mommy Miss Brenda:

Could it be Brenda San that the Ephesians 5.2 ‘Love your wives’ was meant for Don Huan... or probably for your friend Karm… that although those girls they loved before are not necessarily their wives, those two still love those wives… so… that means Karm still love you…

I told you Marco San I am not his ex-gelpren!


Hay, juveniles. I just sighed to myself while nibbling on my Hershey Kisses chocolates in my booster seat.

Enihu, back to the hills of Camarines.


Suddenly there was a bright light that came from tita Ariana’s lightsaber which I thought was the same microphone that she used in the season finalé of Wet Dreams, when she appreared to be a Hijab-wearing warrior Joan of Arc and she sang This Girl is on Fire… but no, not a lightsaber… more like a… hand flare.

The light of the flare illuminated the top of the alukon tree which was looking more like a skyscraper with two cigar-smoking kapres and a girl captive. Then, we could see their faces.

“That’s Police Chief Dewano ‘Rock’ Dario smoking a cigar!” Tita Preci exclaimed.

“Oh yes, I forgot to tell you I had texted uncle Rock earlier, and that’s Heneral Ramas, also smoking a cigar!” Tita Lara Mae also exclaimed.

“And the pretty woman with them is commander Cristi Corpuz… and why are they hanging on top of the alukon tree? Tita Elisa looked confused while Topet was gleefully clapping his hands.

“Look, it looks like they parachuted and their parachute got caught on the branches of the alukon tree!” Tita Henrietta exclaimed.

Then, the bird or the helicopter landed near the rock, projecting its spotlight at the three tree-hanging parachuters like decorations on a Christmas tree.

Tita Ariana noticed that I was piggybacking with tita Lara Mae, she immediately approached us and gave me a quick kiss on my forehead. I wanted to put my arms around her but my arms were wrapped around tita Lara Mae’s shoulders.

Following tita Ariana were tito Angel Gabriel the captain pilot and tita Nancy. Behind them were tito Charlie S. Tirong and tita Christine Aguilar Tirong, the newly weds. Tita Preci immediately ran and hugged tito Charlie.

“Awkward.” Tita Lara Mae mumbled. Then tito Captain Angel Gabriel gave a dry laughter:

“They wanted a dramatic entrance so they parachuted while smoking their Havana cigars from these two honeymooners.”

Then I noticed a tug on my left foot, it was Alma:

“So Kal-EL, tita Christine was also Aguilar before becoming Mrs. Tirong… is she related to tita Lisa May Aguilar and tita Alysa G. Aguilar aka Kumander Lady Ag-Ag?”

Kalis Marco San, M.R.B. ©2018

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