"Good evening, Mang Berting." Architect Dy said. The father nodded and took the Architect's hand as well. I also noticed the brown envelope he was holding earlier, he opened it and then took the papers and handed them to Dad. The surprise on Dad's face was obvious.

"Those are the papers that prove that the land your house stands on is not yours, we have the right to evict and demolish your house right now." Page explained by Architect Dy. My eyes widened.

"Maybe you are mistaken, we have been living here for five generations and this land is ours." Dad answered.

"No Mang Berting, you can read what's written...