Novel & Cerita Father Daughter Taboo

painis na sabi ni Dad. "I don't know what you mean! I'm busy here, can't you see?" inis na sambit ko. "Itigil mo na ang pananakit sa inosenteng dalaga!" mariin na sambit ni Daddy. "Why? Nagsumbong ba siya sa'yo?" sarkastikong tanong ko. "She's the daughter of my girlfriend, soon to be your sister! Damn, stop making this hard for all of us!" galit na sabi ni Dad.

Pagod na sabi ni Daddy. " Ang kapal ng mukha mong tanungin ako kung anong problema ko, Damon. Bakit ako ganito? Dahil yun sayo at sa babae mo! " Galit na galit na sabi ni Mommy kaya naman mabilis akong napatingin kay Daddy. " Huwag sa harap ng anak mo, Frieda. " " She's not my daughter! Wala akong anak... " Para namang natauhan si Mommy kaya mabilis ulit siyang nagsalita.

Taka kong tanong Mommy looked at me with range in her eyes and pointed me. "If you didn't bring this man, my daughter won't get pregnant!" She shouted. Nanlaki ang mata ko sa sinabi niya at tumingin kay Tricia, nakayuko ito at umiiyak But wait? Bakit ako ang sinisisi? "Tacia! Labas si Catiana dito! It's not my daughter's fault that your daughter got pregnant! Isa pa sinabi na nilang magpapakasal sila!" Daddy defended me.

Taas noo niyang tinitigan ang kanyang ama, "Dad, Im not a child anymore, you cant just decide everything for me." Natahimik si Don Emilio sa loob ng ilang segundo. Pagkatapos ay marahan na humakbang palapit sa kanya. "Antayin mo kung ano ang maging desisyon nila, pag umatras, Malaya ka at wala na akong magagawa kung ano ang gusto mong mangyari, at kung hindi. Alam mo na kung San ang bagsak mo anak! That's our deal between father and daughter. Got it?" "Deal. . ."

but she didn't. "Ano kami, uto-uto? Not us, woman. You cannot just command us because you're nothing but just a parasite in our family. Do you think you can kill us, huh? Do you think you can threaten us like that just because our sons were with you?" My father responded. "And no, you can't kill me. I have your daughter and even though she is my son's child, I can still kill her in front of her." Nandilim bigla ang paningin ko dahil sa sinabi na 'yon ng sarili kong ama na siyang dahilan kung bakit sana ako susugod.

Tumalikod na ito sa kaniya at humakbang palayo. Makaria? Makaria is Hades' daughter in Greek myth— Shit! Anak niya ang batang 'yon? The face. The stance. The attitude. Si Rachel ang nagdala sa kaniya ng siyam na buwan pero replica niya ang bata at walang nakuha sa ina nito. They have a child. He's a father. And he missed out on it. "You're not going anywhere with my daughter," matigas niyang wika sa babae. "You've already done enough damage and I am not even sure how it can be repaired. I just know for sure that you will never take my daughter away from me again."

She bit her lower lip and caressed her daughter’s hair. It was a good thing that her mother didn't ask her about who the father is. Hindi na ito nangulit pa. At isa ‘yan sa mga bagay na gusto niya sa kanyang ina. Kapag alam nitong ayaw niyang pag-usapan ang isang bagay, Faye would respect it. Ibang-iba sa kanyang ama na mahilig siyang gisahin sa mga samo’t saring tanong na minsan ay lumalampas na sa boundaries or limits. She sighed and closed her eyes.

sagot ko naman pero mukhang hindi kampante si Dad at hinawakan ang aking balikat. "Is that how he treats you?" Nagtataka man pero tumango ako. "He's been like that ever since I was a little. He hates his father because he drive his mother to her death. Then his pregnant stepsister was left by her husband. He wouldn't like me to feel the pain of not having a father or having a asshole father," sambit ko na sininghapan nito at binitawan ako.

Hindi iyon inaasahan ni Darcy at lahat sa mukha niyang nagtataka sa ginawa ni Dad. "May batas ang kompanya, hija. Yazmin is not abusing her power, but making sure all the rules are obeyed. You can't wear crop tops in here and very short skirts," mahinahon na sabi ni Daddy sa kanya. Suminghap si Darcy. "I can't wear crop tops but she can?!" "Hija..." nahihirapan si Dad na ipaliwanag. "At least wear a coat over your revealing outfit."

"Dad, with all due respect, I'm not marrying whoever that is. I don't know him. I've never met him, how will I live? What if the man you want me to marry is a drug lord? What if he's a bad guy? Can you handle that? Can you handle him abusing your daughter in the future?" I flinched when Dad slammed his glass on the table. Nabasag iyon. "Jan! H'wag kang matigas ang ulo!" sigaw sa akin ni Tita. Mabilis niyang nilapitan si Dad. "I know what I'm doing, Jana!" Sigaw ni Dad. "You know this man you're going to marry, and he's a good guy. Hindi ka niya pababayaan dahil matagal ka na niyang gusto.”