Aku Sayang Ayah Novels & Stories

From: Baby Zevria It's Zevria, dada. I own this number. Kuya didn't have a load, so he used mine. Are you okay po, dada ko? Don't be sad, okay? I know everything will be alright. Kuya and I have your back! Fighting! Happy family! I love you po! Hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili ko na mapaluha sa mga mensahe ng anak ko. I am lucky to have them. They understand my situation.

He was crying. Kae’s face softened, his usual sharpness dulled by something raw and aching. “I missed you too, Dad… I really did.” His voice was barely above a whisper. “I accept you as you are, son. I’m sorry. So, so sorry for turning my back on you.” Kae closed his eyes, running a hand through his hair. “Dad… I’m not even really gay. You just didn’t give me the chance to explain.” “What?” His father’s voice was thick with confusion. “Then how—?”

Nahihirapan akong huminga lalo na’t pinipigilan ko din na huwag lalong maiyak. “Did you know how much anger I’ve brought Papa just because he wanted me to marry a man…” naiiwang nakanganga ang aking bibig dahil hindi ko alam ang susunod kong sasabihin. “I hated my father when in fact, he just wanted to fulfill his promise to you. He just wanted to prove himself that he loves you. I hurt Papa because I thought he never really considered my feelings. I thought he never really cared about me.”

Remembering how Byan had faced all the destruction in his life alone—losing his mother, his wife, and their child—Kia couldn’t help but cry. "I want to erase his pain, but I can’t. It will always be there. I know, deep down, Byan loves you, and I believe you love him too, sir. But you’re both blinded by anger and pride." Kia stood up, facing Byan’s father, who looked so much like his son, only older. "Please, give Byan a chance. And give the father within you—whom Byan loves so much—a chance too," she pleaded.

But I didn't feel free. I felt hollow. I reached for my phone. Twenty three missed calls. Forty one text messages. I scrolled through them without opening any of them. Damon: You're going to regret this. Damon: You destroyed everything. Damon: I hope you're happy. Mia: Please let me explain. Mia: I never meant to hurt you. Mia: You don't understand what happened. My father: Where are you? Call me. I turned the phone off. I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes.

(Looking towards him ) D:- ( gently moving towards her ) Yes you can love . T:- (smiling and playing with her fingers ) I miss my parents Drake . I miss my papa's laugh and his warmth . I miss my mummy's hands massaging my scalp . Maybe bua (father's sister ) was true since I always use to argue with her a lot when she was to say judgemental and rude things about people and will bring shame to my parent's name and honour . She told me that my smart mouth will lead me into trouble and I will be punished for speaking against her and will have a husband who will put me into my place .(she shuddered a bit as if she was again facing the same situation ). Maybe it's my fault maybe I am responsibl

“I wanted to be the best father in the world to you. For more than two decades I never met my daughter and when I finally met her, I wanted to give her my all. It kills me to know that I had disappointed you." I bit the inside of my mouth. “I'm truly so sorry " He said and from the corner of my eye I could see that he was no longer there. I plucked another flower and peeled the petals carefully, I didn't want them to have any tear or wrinkle. I wanted to be different from my father who just crushed the flower. My hands were shaking and tears were crawling down my cheeks. I just wanted a distraction. I wasn't the only one that was dejected. Nax and Yoda also suffered after Angelique left.

AJ started crying. "That's not true, kuya! Liar!” AJ "Mama, kuya is lying, right?" she asked me. "CJ, shut up!" Daniel angrily said to his brother. "Why kuya? It's true. We don't have a father and I don't want him to come back if there is one. He's bad because he abandoned mom." He said and turned to his assignment. "CJ," I called him. He didn't bother to listen. "Cam James," I called him again and this time, it was hostile.

Amanda tried to claim her child back with great sincerity. She thought I was in the dark. On the contrary, I was well aware of Greg and Amanda's actions. Jacob was my son—there was no doubt about that. Ten years ago, Dad had forced me to break up with my first love, Derek Stark, all because he deemed Derek poor and therefore not good enough for me. Dad passed away not long after I broke up with Derek. Drowning in despair, I agreed to marry Greg when he proposed to me. After all, he had been doggedly pursuing me for a long time.

“It’s as if I don’t have a father. I don’t feel any paternal love from you, Dad. You only keep giving me money. Money can’t buy everything, you know. And it definitely can’t buy the affection that I lack.” “Sorcha, I…” Her father tried explaining, but she didn’t give him a chance. “Just leave, Dad. I want to sleep.” For a moment, something flickered in Damien’s eyes. Regret? But just as quickly, it was gone—replaced by the same distant father she had always known. He remained silent for a minute, then sighed. "Fine. Get some rest." And just as he made to stand up, her phone buzzed with an incoming message.