Nagpakita ng katatagan si Miss World Philippines 2015 Hillarie Parungao matapos ang hindi inaasahang pagpanaw ng kanyang ama na si Edmundo Parungao kahapon, April 20.
Ayon sa pahayag ng pulisya, nagreklamo ng pananakit sa didbid si Edmundo habang nakapiit sa police station sa Solano, Nueva Vizcaya, kaya nagpasya ang mga awtoridad na dalhin ito sa ospital.
Ngunit nang kinalagan na nila ito ng posas, bigla na lang daw nitong inagaw ang baril ng isa sa mga pulis at binaril ang sarili.
Dead on the spot ang ama ni Hillarie sa istasyon ng pulisya.
Naaresto si Edmundo noong Martes, April 18, dahil sa drug possession, kung saan nakuhaan ito ng tatlong sachet ng hinihinalang shabu.
Hindi nagbigay ng pahayag si Hillarie tungkol sa insidente, ngunit sa kanyang Facebook account ay sinariwa niya ang mga magandang alaala kasama ang ama.
Narito ang buong Facebook post ni Hillarie:
“My brother and my dad in picture.
"My dad worked in Taiwan when I was very little and I only know him through pictures and letters. I must say, my modeling career started when he asked my mom to constantly send him our photos.
"This picture was taken when he came back from overseas; I finally have a face of my father.
"He was holding a keyboard organ for me, to which I went ballistic when I learned that my brother donated it in school. He had a bucket of lego for my brother.
"I was stunned to see my dad in person. To finally put a face on the man I have loved through photos, paid phone calls and cassette tape recordings.
"I followed him everywhere around the house without him knowing, hiding behind his shadow. I turned my back for a while and I lost him, I went out of the house and found him standing by the wooden gate of our house. Reluctantly I came close to him only to see that he was tearing up. It broke my heart, terribly.
"A father that he was, he didn't want me to see him crying and asked me to get him a match for his cigarette. I obliged and hurried back to him. Looking up with my eyes asking him, he gave me a smirk and told me to go back in. But I stood there just watching him..
"My first memory of my dad... A man in his denim jeans and white t-shirt . Bubbly , full of life and love, hurting and sobbing. I kept that first memory vividly, because at that very moment I told myself that I will never want to see my father cry again, i never want him to ever be hurt.
"Few people close to me have heard of this story...
"As I sit watching him now sleeping still, I told him " Dad, you will never be hurt anymore"
"I’m broken, I will always be, and no one or nothing can ever mend my heart; but these words gives me comfort…"