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At this time the low-season for tourism was during the months of May until August, but meanwhile and thanks to El Nino this has changed. Most of my salary was based on commission and tips, meaning no customers - little income. Therefore I asked my boss if we can agree on me leaving for two months and freelance in Indonesia. He agreed and I gave him my handshake that I will return. The goodbye to everybody was hard, especially the one from my house, my doggie and the motorbike. I rented the house, set the doggie free and gave the motorbike for temporay use to the diving shop. This decision was not easy but I had to take it due to financial reasons, the joy of diving and the risk to be bored to death.
I went to Cebu City to arrange for the travelling and sleep over at Mama Linda’s house to see her and Mercy. When I saw Mercy she said, later I will have to tell you something, but okay you speak first. I told her about my decision to go working in Indonesia and asked her to follow. I did not know if this would have been possible with arranging a visa and stuff. Anyway, she said no and we had a big argument.
Even Mama Linda was not happy about my decision and she was afraid like Mercy that I will not come back. And... Tata was close to punch me as both Mercy and Mama Linda were crying at this stage. I did not have the chance to speak with Mercy no more as she locked herself up in her room. In the end I gave some money to Mama Linda and said she should give it to Mercy. She promised to talk to her and look after her during the time I was away. Even I was crying at the time and I was not sure if I have taken the right decision. Still I was thinking about what my darling Mercy wanted to tell me...
I went back to the beach for a week or so and thought about my darling, but I was very disappointed of her. I just wanted to pack my stuff, get away and call her at the house later. I traveled to Indonesia from Cebu City by plane to Davao City, where I stayed overnight at the parents' house of our secretary. There I arranged for a third class ferry ticket to Bitung, the port in the North of Manado. On the boat I have met a French guy who taught be the basics of Bahasa Indonesia and while arriving I was speaking quite a bit already. The trip was hell and I damned my heavy bags with all that diving equipment.
In Indonesia I relatively easy found a work in Manado, one of the parts of divers' heaven. The pay was not as well as in the Phils, but the diving was world class. At this stage I was positive that I have taken the right decision. Loads of sharks and rays, even while snorkelling. I only wished the captikus would have had the same alcohol contect everywhere and freelancers would have been more numberous and cheaper... In the end of my time there I had made good money and it was enough to make one of my childhood dreams come true and travel to Bali, the island of gods. I had a great time in Bali and wished to stay there forever, but diving was shit in Bali and the life relatively expensive.
During my time away I phoned Mama Linda and my boss a few times to hear the news about the Phils. I did not have the chance to speak to Mercy as Mama Linda said she left and had no idea where she was, but she would tell me in details about it when I come back. She said, Bandit do not think too much about Mercy and enjoy your time in Indonesia as much as you can. I was troubled by this and beneath the good time I was certainly having I was I thinking, if I took the right decision to come here and was wasted for a couple of days.
Back in the Phils I went straight to Angeles City to visit a friend of mine, to f*** my brains out and to celebrate that I am back again. That did some good. To my good luck, Marivic one of my steadies had found a sponsor and so I could live with her for free and f*** her for free. Stupid falang exist in the Phils, too... She said that now she does no longer f*** for money and she has become a decent girl now. Well, hell... Back after another week in Lapu Lapu City my happyness was gone rapidly. Mama Linda was so pleased to see me that she had to cry, This happyness was spread to the rest of her family and me. The grandchildren were growing up and they still remembered who I was, cool.
Mercy was not around and Mama Linda said that this has happened shortly after I have left. She left in a hurry and did not accept my money, apparently she did not believe that I will keep my promise and come back to her. Before she left she has told Mama Linda what she wanted to tell me before we had the argument when I left to Indonesia. I was angry that she could not wait for me, but I was explained that she was brokenhearted, did not believe I would come back and remember her. I have taken the wrong decision to ever leave my darling...
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