Alex isn't your real name.
Dante and Minda Marasigan
are not your real parents.
I know.
They took me in
and raised me--
That's not true!
They stole you from us.
You are...
...Hakeem Alhuraji.
The youngest son of
Yosef Alhuraji.
I'm your real mother.
And Saal is your brother.
Hakeem...
...we're your real family.
Impossible.
Hakeem, dear, listen--
Dad said he found me
abandoned in Mindanao,
so your claim doesn't
make any sense--
No, he lied to you!
You weren't abandoned.
He stole you from us!
When they killed your father,
I saw the grenade go off
in your direction.
Dad!
[GUNSHOTS]
I wanted to save you.
I wanted to run to
you and save you.
But there was nothing
I could do.
We were so helpless.
So you abandoned me...
...because you thought
I was dead?
That's right.
- Is that it?
- Yes.
I thought...
We thought...
...you were dead.
But I had to save
your brother's life,
so we went into hiding.
[CRYING]
I couldn't even
save your brother!
We can't go back there!
They might kill us too!
I don't care!
I promised your brother
I wouldn't leave him
no matter what.
I secretly went back to our
former camp so many times
hoping to find you there.
Even though everyone else
believed you were dead,
a part of me believed...
...that you were still alive.
And you're alive.
I was right.
