Honor Thy Father Novels & Stories

Hindi ko alam kung paano ko ito maipaparating nang hindi nanginginig ang boses. “I know. I know that this is a big responsibility. But I will gladly take all of it. I saw how you grown so much when you came back. I can see that . . . you raised our daughter well. And I want to be with you this time. Hindi na kita hahayaang mag-isa habang pinapalaki siya at hinaharap ang buhay pamilya. I won’t leave this time. I won’t do such thing to hurt you this time. I will never do that mistake again. Just please . . . give me another chance to prove these to you. That I can be your man and Hestia’s father for life.” mataman niyang sambit habang nakatingin sa aking mga mata.

“If you know something—” “—then I’d tell you?” putol ni Hector, nakangiti pa rin. “You overestimate our relationship. We were never that close, remember?” Tahimik. Walang gumalaw. Sa pagitan nila, tanging tunog lang ng yelo sa baso at soft music sa background. “Your father built an empire,” dagdag ni Hector, mas mababa ang boses ngayon. “But he forgot one thing, loyalty fades when you mix it with power. I learned that from him, not against him.”

“Gun, don’t blame your father. It was me who made you take the military academy entrance exam, and it was also because I kept instilling in you the spirit of bravery and fearlessness that you ended up in a dangerous situation." Lumapit si Thorn sa lolo at dahan-dahang lumuhod sa harap nito. Hinawak niya ang kulubot nitong kamay. “Grandpa, I don't blame you. You've achieved great things, from conquering the wolf's lair to drinking from the vast ocean. I respect you." Pagkatapos noon, tumayo si Thorn at akmang aalis na. “Gun…” tawag sa kanya ng ina.

Sinipot ko si Father kaninang tanghali at nag-iisa naman ako ngayon sa harap ng covered court na tapat ng simbahan, nakain ng kwek kwek. Nakakagigil. Kung kahapon ay gusto kong sakalin ang dalawang ‘yon sa harap ng mga tao sa simbahan, baka kurot na lang o kaya sampal ang maaabutan nila mula sa akin. Comforting din naman ang mga salitang narinig ko mula kay Father – “Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselvs, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord," kinuha niya mula sa Romans 12:19. Nabanggit pa niya muling hindi paghihiganti ang gusto ng puso ko kundi closure mula kay Maverick. Totoo naman in some way. Baka galit lang talaga ang puso

Hindi na ito sumagot at tanging simpleng tango lamang ang tinugon nito saka ipinikit ang mga mata. Hera sighed heavily as she looks on her son’s face. Hero is really having the blood of an Arison. Masyadong mataas ang pride nito. He don’t hate his father, either loathe him, sadyang nagtatampo lang ito. Hero needs time. And Augustus needs patience and more effort to his son. Hearing her son talk like that about his father makes her heart clench in guilt and pain. Nasasaktan siya para sa anak niya pati na din kay Augustus.

putol nito. "Hindi ito mamahalin na damit naka pag luma na itatapon mo na lang. Mahalin ninyo ang bawat isa dahil kung pareho kayong mataas ang pride? Ang mga bata ang mga anak ninyo ang aako ng sakit at kasalanan ninyo bilang magulang.." wika ni Father. Kahit malayo kami nakikita ko ng malinaw ang pag kilos nito.

kalmado niyang sagot sabay tapik ng dalawang beses sa balikat nito. “To answer your question, sir, I am Betsy Makabayan. I also have a father. I may not know how it feels when a father looks at you with disappointment but all I know is that I would really feel abandoned. I know I'm a disappointment too, but my father doesn't throw that in my face every chance he could get. He's proud of me even if I work for other people. When I am at my lowest point I know he'll be there to cheer me up because he's my father. That's what fathers suppose to do.”

Gusto ko sana silang patigilin pero mas mabilis magsalita ang anak ko. "No, sir. Hindi po ako magagalit sa papa ko. Kahit na siya pa ang pinakamasamang tao sa mundo, I will still love him because my Mama told me to respect and love my father as she loves him. You know what, sir? I am grateful to have a father like him. He came back to see me and my Mama. He took care of us while we were at his private island. He even gave everything to regain my Mama's trust and they got back together. And—" "Madrid," sambit ko sa pangalan ng anak ko dahil masyado na siyang maraming nasasabi. Agad naman siyang tumigil at tinignan ang gawi ko.

"Please Chiara, parang awa mo na..." "No! Kahit maawa pa ako sayo that doesn't mean na hindi namin itutuloy ang kaso. Kukunin ko ang hustisya para sa mga magulang namin. Now, if you really care about your father, let him pay for the crimes he did. Kung sinasabi mong nagmahal lang sya, pwes sinasabi kong maling klase ang pagmamahal meron ang tatay mo para sa nanay ko. Kung totoong mahal nya ang nanay ko dapat naging masaya sya at nirespeto niya ang desisyon ng nanay ko." "Daddy loves your mom! He takes care of your mom. He just love your mom so much! P-please..."

" Tumingin siya kay Noel, ''Anong ginagawa mo rito?'' ''I have a client here. At katatapos lang naming mag-usap." ''Not a date?'' ''Don't get jealous,'' panunudyo ni Noel. ''Baka isipin ng anak natin na may ibang babae ako.'' ''No,'' singit ni Noah. ''Daddy only loves Mommy.'' ''Of course,'' sang-ayon ni Noel. ''Our son knows it. I will love no one, but you.''