Aku Benci Ayah Novels & Stories

I said, and my mom sighed. “Son, I know you don’t want to hear this, but I am your mom, and I will only tell you the truth. Kai is not someone you just play around with, because he means what he says. He is a bastard just like his father and will do anything to get Arya, and as we speak, he will do it to piss you off because it is like you two have had some competition going on since junior high school.” She said, and I couldn’t agree less. I knew she was right, but it was just hard to come to terms with the truth.

“Did I ever tell you I really hate your family practices?” I laughed. “Many times.” “Good. Because I do. I hate it.” “Marek.” He hummed. “I want my father gone. Before we have kids. Enzo is a cockroach and if we have the chance I would love to destroy him too. But at the very least, I don’t want my father claiming my first born because of some stupid shit he made up. We might have the upper hand right now, but…if he plays the same game with us…I just…”

"What kind of things?." I shrug, "I like him, but I hate myself for it," my mother wraps her arms around me and hugs me tightly, "You should not be ashamed, your only human; girls your age often likes more than one boy," she chuckles, I narrow my eyes, "Bane is my abuser Mama,"

Aiden looked at me the way he looked at his teacher when she asked the class an easy question nobody had gotten wrong before him, the expression of a child mildly disappointed in the adult standing in front of him. "Dad, you are way too behind," he said, shaking his head slowly, as though the gap in my education pained him personally. "Mom loves Koreans. Their movies. She is so obsessed with all these oppas who are way more handsome than you." "Show me," I said. "Dad, don't even try it," Aiden said, shaking his head with the seriousness of a much older person delivering unwelcome news. "Because you are not like them. They are very handsome. If you see them, you might even cancel this trip to

That was the only sentence that came out of my mouth. “Tonight is a night I will never forget in my life. My only daughter threw feces in my face in a way that rejects Beta candidates. You embarrassed us!” My body trembled as my father yelled at me, as this was the first time the man I respected raised his tone. It was natural for my father to be angry because he was good friends with Gabriel's father.

“He apologized to mom for hurting you and looks like a trainwreck.” “What?” “I SWEAR if you even consider going back to that jerk, I’ll have to disown you as my sister.” Ant noticed the smile on my lips but didn't know it was not for the reason he was thinking. I rolled my eyes and walked past, ignoring him. I pushed open the gate and walked inside, and there he was, sitting on the couch. He turned in my direction when he heard the door. He smiled whe he saw me, and I noticed the ice pack pressed against his bruised cheek and a miserable expression on his face.

says her father struggling between the two. "And I told you to let her go. But neither of us are willing to give up, are we?" The situation is terrible and the cause of it all is just enjoying the show. Esteban is no longer trying to get his father to let go. Because now, he pushes him and hits his father in the face. He angrily gives us away as if we were an annoying and insignificant thing without any weight. Making me and Aninka jump up and down. I fall abruptly to the ground on my injured foot causing me to wince in pain as I feel it ring loudly.

“I saw your car when I came in, why are you here this late?” “Can’t I come to my parents' house?” I furrowed my eyebrows. I know he wants to add to whatever Sir had done today but I promise I will tolerate it, I won’t argue with him tonight. “You can, you are always welcome,” Father sat beside me, “Do you care to explain why you left Beckham’s home?” “That isn’t a home,” I muttered under my breath and explained everything to Father and Mother. “Inaya, do you hate Beckham?” Father asked, and I looked at him with confusion, wondering where he got such an impression from, “Let me rephrase, for some reason, are you ashamed of Beckham?”

Her voice became clear, but her words began to confuse them. “Oh, father, just like my father!” K Whatever sneered as she kneeled on the ground, laughing uncontrollably, “Hahaha! Father! In your eyes, I am nothing but a woman!” She added, “A woman you can beat anytime with no reason at all! A woman who remains at home and whose sole purpose is to obey!” "Y-yes," Baruk replied her nonsense, "But I'm not your father." “Pft,” K Whatever’s bloodstreams suddenly stops and her blood instantly dried on her cheeks, “No, you are just like him. My father~” With pain, she still couldn’t open her eyes, but she grinned through her ears and stood up facing the arc goblin.

"I love to cook and I would do it again with Aunt Blakely." His mother said he had to fight his father once in a while. It would be good to get his father's attention. “You want to go against my words? Did your Aunt tell you to do that?” Arthur shook his head quickly. He panicked to get a sharp glare from his father. “Aunt Blakely is very kind. She even forbade me to refute your words. No matter how bad you are, you are my Daddy. If you get angry or reprimand me, it's because you love me. That's what Aunt Blakely told me. Dad please, don't hate Aunt Blakely."