Bapak Itu Novels & Stories

"Daddy's still pissed though, he ought to at least reply to his broadcast message with something. " Autumn's dad was the president of Lush Quarters, a post that was voluntary and had nothing to do with the building super. He admined the buildings group page along with the super and was responsible for gathering opinions about matters arising from the tenants and presenting them to the super and things like that. Mr Patterns, Autumn's dad, who was a vet by day, took his voluntary post very seriously. Kiersey shrugged and picked the bowl back up. She pretended not to notice the fixed look Peyton was giving her. Seriously, could anything pass that girl by?

When I enter into my room, I see Sebastian is still awake, typing away on his laptop. He glances up at me. "I didn't want to call you. I had to do it because my father just wouldn't quit asking me why I wasn't calling my wife. Fuck, I'll never see you as my wife. You're just an obstacle to me. Anyways, I don't care how late you are or what you even do. You can be fucking someone else for all I care. Just don't let your schedule disrupt mine. Am I clear?"

"Mabubuhay ka pa ng matagal, papa. Don't talk like you're going to die soon dahil hindi pa pwede. You still have to meet your daughter at hihingi ka pa ng tawad sa kanya at makikita mo pa ang magiging apo mo." "A-Apo? What do you mean, son?" I couldn't help but smirked when his voice suddenly turned surprised and excited at the same time. "Well, you heard it right there. You're going to be a grandpa soon so don't ever say na hindi kana magtatagal rito dahil kailangan mo pang makita ang mga magiging apo mo." I happily informed him, wanted him to atleast cheer him up. "Talaga? Magkakaapo na'ko sa'yo? Bibigyan mo na'ko sa wakas ng apo?"

I have so much on my hand right now and adding to it will just make things worse for me seriously when it’s a difficult task that requires patience but Papa doesn’t want that. Walking into the study room where Papa is, I speak in Italian, the only language he and I normally communicate with. "Buon pomeriggio papà, ho sentito che mi stai cercando. [Good afternoon Papa, I heard you are looking for me.]" My relationship with Papa is quite formal; it’s more like an employee and boss thing. It's not the typical father-son connection that you see in movies. It's all about professionalism and getting the job done.

maingat na tanong nito. “Tita, hindi po niya nasabi.” “Oh, yes yes. Pagpasensyahan mo na at ako’y nagiging makakalimutin na.” “Nasaan nga po pala si Papa?” Lumaylay ang balikat niya. Nakangiti ngunit malungkot iyon. “He’s… He’s in a meeting.”

Kalalaking tao, nang-iirap. "Tss! Morning." Tutugon din pala, nang-iirap pa. Edi sana siya unang bumati, ‘di ba? Tapos ako na lang tumugon, gusto ako pa mauna. Ganda eh, 'no? "Bakit po?" Tanong ko kay papa. Nang madaanan ko kasi siya ng tingin, nakatulala si papa habang nakatingin sa akin. Nakangiti naman siyang umiling sa akin. "Nothing anak, I am just happy..."

I said to them, and they all reacted as if it was no big deal to them. After the call, I immediately faced Rod and BJ. Blake was annoyed by his dad, but Rod found it amusing. "Ma, this dude is poking my face," BJ grumbled. It was whispered, but it was impossible for Rod, who was right beside him, not to hear it. "BJ, it’s PAPA. That guy is not just a stranger. He’s your papa," I said because I had been correcting his "dude" for awhile now. Rod sniffed and just looked at his son sitting on the bed.

Dia memanggil dan mencari pasien yang dimaksud, tetapi tak seorang pun yang masuk. "Bapak Khairul. Poli penyakit dalam." Panggilan diulangi sekali lagi. Seorang bapak tua tegopoh-gopoh masuk. Dia duduk di kursi paling ujung. Bapak ini sepertinya lupa. Wajar saja, usianya juga sudah sepuh. Beliau juga datang sendirian, sepertinya tidak ada yang mendampingi. "Maaf. Saya lupa, Suster," kata dengan lemas. Sepertinya bapak itu menahan sakit sedari tadi, hanya sejak tadi diam saja.