Kailan Ba Ang Fathers Day Novels & Stories

Racking my brain, I inwardly wondered what the day could be, as it most definitely wasn't either of our birthdays, which were the only days we celebrated in our household. “No, love. Could you please refresh mummy's mind?” I replied, to which she nodded. “Today is father's day,” She replied. “So I want to get a gift for daddy. Can we do that?” Mustering the most genuine of smiles, I nodded, although the wheels in my head were full-on spinning, “Sure, baby. How did you know today is father's day though?” “I saw it on TV yesterday,” She divulged, doe eyes glinting with cuteness. “They said today is father's day.”

"What about Lenora and your husband?" "We are doing good. Thank you." "Been a while we saw and spoke. But I'll be seeing you today right?" "Today? What's happening today?" She sounded confused. "Nadia!!!" Rita groaned from the other end. "You know how much I take you seriously, Aunt Rita. I wouldn't joke with you if I knew what you were talking about." "Your Father's Birthday." "What about it?" "It was two days ago. I sent him a text wishing him. And Charles sent him a gift on our behalf."

"Kennard, ever since Christopher was born, you've always said he didn't look anything like Hanley. I thought you were just making small talk and never took it seriously. But Hanley never said a word! How could you sneak behind his back and drag Christopher into a paternity test? He's only three years old!" Kennard wasn't listening. He was too enraged to care about anything I said. "What's wrong with me doing a paternity test? If I hadn't done that, I would never have known about your little secret! You'd better tell me right now—who is Christopher's father? We've been raising him for three years, and we look like fools! Hanley's too trusting, but if it weren't for me being sharp, who knows h

We all clink our glasses together. "So Sebastian, what made you love Adeline Ruthfield." My father asks. Sebastian's ears turn red. "Alright. That's enough Dad. What's the first place you're travelling to?" It's my Mom who's more than happy to switch the conversation. "Bali. It's always been my favorite, honey. We'll start there and everything else is going to be impromptu." She places her hand over my Dad's and smiles at him, which he returns. "Surprising. Charles Daymond doing something unplanned." I say.

Right in front of me, I saw my wife holding a banner that read: Happy Father's Day Daddy! I smiled at her, my gaze then landing on my daughter, who slowly approached me. All of my friends were here; it wasn't just Ryker and me, even our family members, including our fathers, were all here. I heard sobs from them; they didn't expect this. Father's Day was annually celebrated on the third Sunday of June. I couldn't help but become emotional. "Happy Father's Day, Daddy!" I bent down for her to kiss me on the cheek. The celebration became joyful because everyone was present.

If Dad should see him now, he would be as good as dead. From where we’re tucked away, I can see Mom and Dad, standing on the stairs. They’re arguing intensely, and every nerve in my body is on edge. If they turn their heads, if they look down from where they are, they’ll see us. “It’s our anniversary, honey,” Dad says, pleadingly to Mom. “Exactly, Peter, our anniversary which we should be celebrating with our daughter but you’re so obsessed with getting her married to Tristan even when she clearly doesn’t want him.”

I was sold the day I turned eighteen. There was no cake. No candle. No celebration marking the day my life split into before and after. My father sat at the small wooden table in our living room, elbows spread wide, papers arranged neatly in front of him as though he were preparing for a business meeting instead of a burial. The room smelled faintly of dust and old furniture, familiar in a way that suddenly felt like goodbye. My mother stood near the doorway. She had not moved in a long time.

Leo said to her smiling. "Yes I will. It will brighten up the decor of this living room." Carina said. "Welcome mom," Kylie said hugging her. "Why are you here again?" She asked her while hugging her. They pulled apart. "I'm not here to stay," Carina said chuckling and Kylie sighed in relief. "Your father's sixtieth birthday is tomorrow and I can't do the planning all by myself." She said to her. Kylie slapped her forehead. "Wow it's August already?" She asked realizing she'd forgotten her father's birthday.

She must have really loved him a lot, considering the fact that she did not marry anyone after my father, Chasity thought to herself. “One of the worst days ever, is Father’s day,” I continued on, with my eyes nearly tearing up. “Chasity,” said Joe, as he grabbed my hand in comfort. “It hurts every year seeing kids out with their fathers, or when the teacher would have us make a ‘father’s day’ card in class to give to our fathers,” I said, with my voice nearly choking. He pulled me closer and put his arms around me. Rubbing my left arm up and down with comfort.

Evan smiled from ear to ear as he told his wife, "Is today father's day? It sure felt like it." "Did you enjoy your day with the kids, Hubby?" Shantelle asked. "I loved it! I loved it! I'll attend every year's family day at school," Evan claimed.