Letter To Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

Khairro looked at his dad. "Where's the letter?" "In the living room," his dad said, still watching the baby. Khairro went to the living room and found a letter. For Khairro Kendrix Rossi, Pasensya na kung iniwan ko sayo ang anak ko o ang anak natin.' Wag kang mag-alala, kukunin ko rin siya sayo. Sa ngayon hindi ko pa siya kayang buhayin, lalo na't nag-iisa lang ako at natanggal pa ako sa trabaho. Alam ko kasi diyan sayo, maaalagaan mo siya ng maayos at mapapakain. Pansamantala lang naman siya sayo at kukunin ko rin siya. Sana maging mabuti kang ama sa kanya. Alam kong naguguluhan ka ngayon, pero ipapaliwanag ko rin sayo pag nagkita ulit tayo. And his name is Kio.'

How dare she play her daughter like that? “You shouldn’t feel guilty. You’ve done more than any daughter would to their family. And now it’s time to focus on yourself. Whatever money you have left with you, huwag mong ibigay. Say no. And if you can’t say no verbally, send her a message. Isn’t that why handwritten letters existed? Only it’s more modern now at text message na kaya mas mabilis mabasa.” Riz remained quiet.

And years ago I was so mad at them for not looking after me, or for giving me away. "But I hope no matter where you are, you're safe and sound. And when you grow up, find a good husband, okay? I want you to be treated like how I treated your mom. I love you always, my dearest daughter. I hope you'll always remember that. Love, Dad." Pagtapos ni Kaiser sa pagbasa ng letter ni Dad.

Literal na napatayo ako nang bahagya mula sa kama. “Good evening, Tito,” sabi niya. “I’m with your daughter po. Mahimbing na po siyang natutulog. I’ll tell her na tumawag kayo.” Mula sa phone, rinig ko ang Daddy ko: “Randall, hijo…” Pero sumingit ang Mommy ko. Narinig ko ang boses niya. “Please take good care of our daughter. Huwag muna kayong gumawa ng anak.”

bulong ko at umakyat na. Nang makalapit sa parents ko ay nginitian ko sila tapos ay hinarap ko ang buong nandidito. Tumayo ako sa harap ng microphone. “Good evening everyone, it’s a pleasure to meet you all. I am the daughter of Mr.Teodore Zamora and Mrs.Sha Zamora, the soon heir of Z company.” Iniiwas ko ang bibig sa mic ng tumikhim ako, dahil nagpalakpakan naman sila lahat.

Tumingin ito sa screen, sa kanya pagkuwa’y lumunok. “I-I think ikaw na ang tumingin nito,” anito sa mahinang himig. She knew it. Mukhang pinirmahan na ni Callen ang annulment na hinihingi niya noon pa man. Matagal na hindi nakapagsalita ang kapatid sa kabilang linya kaya siya na ang pumukaw niyon. “Mukhang kailangan ko nang magpaalam, kuya. Please send regards to Mom and Dad.”

Malakas ang kabog ng dibdib ko habang sinisimulang basahin ang laman ng sulat. Kilala ko ang sulat-kamay ni Chairman kaya walang duda, siya ang simulat nito. Dear Kleer, How are you? I am optimistic that this letter will find its way to you. I've spent the past four years searching tirelessly for any trace of you since your sudden disappearance. My heart is constantly praying for your safety and well-being.

Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay. "hindi ba't mas maaga ka para pumutura ng ganyan mommy?" usisa ko habang hindi ibinababa ang kanan kilay ko. Ngumiti ng matamis ang aking Ina at para naman may sparks-sparks pa sa kanyang mata. "Keshe my outing keme ni Dadi."pabebe niyang saad habang kinikilig. Jusko! Ang balahibooo ko nag-taasan.

"Bakit? Kailangan pa ba akong maglagay ng karatula sa pintuan ng banyo na may nakasulat na ‘danger, do not enter?’ Enter ka nang enter, hindi mo naman ito pamamahay, ah!" "Pinapunta ako rito ni Professor Pulumbarit." Sumeryoso ang mukha ng lalaki. Kataka-takang hindi nagbabago ang hitsura nito. Guwapo pa rin. "He told me to tutor his daughter in Personal Development. Ikaw ba ang anak niya?" Taas noong sumagot si Maris. "Ako nga!" His eyes narrowed. Umusli rin ang nguso nito. "Ilan taon ka na?" kunot-noong tanong.

Ipinalagay niya ‘yon kanina sa bag ni Summer dahil wala siyang sariling bag na dala. “Ate Chloe, k-kailangan ko nang umalis,” nauutal at kinakabahan niyang sabi rito. But before she could make a move, the sound of the front door unlocking froze her in place. Lucio's imposing figure filled the doorway, his presence suffocating. “Poppy,” he said, his voice a deep rumble. “Finally. The day has come, my daughter.” "Daddy . . ." Poppy's heart pounded in her chest as she faced her father. May hawak itong envelope na kulay brown sa kabilang kamay. And she knew that whatever conversation awaited her would change everything, and not for the better.