Like Father Like Son Novels & Stories

"Who's the father?" *****

"Heto pa, may lakas ng loob utusan ang mga mga tao para alisin ang mga sasakyan na nakaharang sa daraanan niya para lang magyabang sa harap ng mga kaibigan. Kung hindi tumawag ang director kay Papa, ano na kayang ginawa niya sa lalaking iyon! Mula pa noong ikasal sila ay ayaw ko na sa babaeng iyon. Hindi lang mukhang pera, p****k pa. Kung sinu-sino'ng lalaki ang nauugnay." Tumikhim si Richard. "Mas matanda sa kaniya si Levi, iniisip mong sa edad niya ay kaya niyang manipulahin ang anak natin? Ganyan kahina ang tingin mo kay Levi?" "Bulag ang anak mo, parang ikaw din. Like father, like son." "Bakit pati ako nadamay? Wala akong ginawa."

Ang ganda talaga ng kapatid ko. "Beautiful. Like mother like daughter." Nakangiti kong sabi. Nginitian naman nila ako. "How about me, my Son?" nakangiting tanong ni Dad. "Syempre, so handsome. Like father like Son. But I'm more than handsome, Dad." Nakangiti kong sabi.

Maikli ko g sabi at mapakla akong ngumiti. Kapag na alala ko ang bagay na iyon parang gusto kong pumatay. All I know I'm a freaking only son, but yeah I am. Kay Mom? I'm the only one. But to my bastard father? We're two. Yeah! He have a son in other fucking woman. That's why I hate him the most! A very painful part of my life knowing that I have a brother, damn it! "Huh? Bakit? I mean paano kayo naging apat na anak ng Dad mo?"

Napatingin naman ako kay bulaklak na halatang nahihirapan sa mga tingin niyang sing sama ng demonyo. “Dad! We can finally eat with my Mommy. Parang happy family tayo! Andito din si ate bulaklak. How great!” Matinis na pagpuputol ni Munde sa seryosong atmospera ng paligid. His face suddenly softened in the blink of an eye. I shivered at the sight of him changing his face that quickly, moreover, the way he looks at my son tenderly made my heart pump in frustration. I looked back and forth at his face and Munde several times while they look at each other. Parang may kung anong tumusok sa puso ko nang makita silang dalawa na masayang nakatingin sa isa’t-isa. Some of their features were exactly t

I thought dad was very different from everyone else. "Mas gusto mo talagang kasama ang mga kaibigan mo diyan?! Tandaan mo, kaya pa rin kitang kontrolin, Ace! You're still my son. Dugo't laman, at kahit anong gawin mo I AM YOUR BOSS not that fucking friend of yours!"

"Son!" Kapwa sila napalingon nang marinig ang tawag na nasa kanilang likuran. Isang may edad na lalaki ang nakangiting lumapit sa kanila. Matikas pa rin ang pangangatawan nito, halatang alagang-alaga. Ang una niyang napansin ay ang kunting similarities nito kay Vance lalo na kapag ngumiti. Ito ang ba ang ama niya? Bahagya siyang nag-panic, dahil mula noong nagkakasama sila ng lalaki, never pa nitong naikwento ang tungkol sa pamilya nito. "Dad!"

he looked at Mom lovingly while holding her hand. "I hate your father's guts, he's so damn serious and I thought I can't penetrate into his mind, but God has a plan and we both fell head-over-heels with each other," Mommy added then look at me, "It's possible Fox believe me, you are just like your father, you are stone cold outside but you have a soft heart inside. Alam ko 'yan dahil anak kita." Hinawakan ni Mommy ang kamay ko. "But that doesn't mean na mangyayari rin sa amin ang nangyari sa inyo. We have different paths in life Mommy," nauubusan ng pasensyang paliwanag ko.

she beamed at me. “Yes, he’s nice. My dad would always compare me to him. He’s the perfect man and son anyone could ever have. So you need not worry about… getting hurt at least o bumaba expectations mo.” I was pulling myself back from sighing. It was too much. “Hm, okay~” May pa-crush-crush pa siyang nalalaman hindi naman pala niya ako type. Paasa. Napansin ko rin kahit sa babae ganun siya.

Why are they even battling for my affection? "And you believed him?" Sakay ko naman dito ngunit hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala. "Of course not! He's not capable of doing that. He doesn't look that good." He mumbled, spitting some insults towards his father. Aiden, you are the spitting image of your father. How can you say that he doesn't look that good? Gusto ko naman sabihin iyon pero alam ko na hindi nito magugustohan iyon. He doesn't like the fact he looks like his father. He always claims that he looks like me.