My Hero Is My Father Novels & Stories

I replied almost crying. My father is Theo Castillion, the most powerful secret agent in his batch. We lost him when I was thirty years old because of a mission. Nagpaalam siya noon kay mommy para sa mission ng malaking sindikato dito sa Pilipinas. Mula noong araw na 'yon ay hindi na siya nakauwi. Sinubukan namin siyang ipahanap pero walang nakapagsabi.

Why would they do that? I clenched my fist, looking angrily to my father who only cares to his name and fame. “What kind of father are you?” I'm not proud of to call him father. He's a monster. “You’re my successor. Wala akong mapapala sa nakababata mong kapatid!” What? What did he say?

Yung mga bagay na halos lagi ko ring gamitin noon. I looked up to my father. He was my role model. He was good at business, passionate and very determined to achieve everything he worked for. Magaling siya at matalino. He’s strict but very kind. I wanted to be like him. But before I could even become like him, he was immediately taken from me. He and my mother were easily taken from me. Perhaps I allowed them to. Because of my arrogance and stubbornness. Because I wasn’t a good daughter.

sigaw niya rin sa akin. Bigla akong natahimik. My father was a ruthless man. He’s powerful, influential, and feared by many. He spared no one once he set his sights on something, and he never backed down from anyone. Kahit ang Presidente ng bansa ay kaibigan din nito, at mukhang takot din na awayin siya. “What? Ayaw mong sabihin kung sino?” galit na tanong niya sa akin. “You want me to investigate myself?”

Hindi ako sanay na may soft spot siya sa akin . "Dad , I don't need your drama here , so just leave me alone —" he immediately hug me. Hindi ako makapaniwala . This is not the father I was used to be with. Tangina. Ang babaw ng luha ko. This is not me! Maybe itong trait na to..galing kay mom. "Son, I know na marami akong pag-kukulang sainyo , But this time let me help you to win your woman."

Hinayaan niyang lumubog sa kanyang isipan ang mga salita ni Sophia. “Sana lang,” bulong niya habang mabilis na kumukurap. “Kapag dumating ang araw na malaman niya ang buong katotohanan... hindi niya ako kamuhian dahil doon.” “Hindi mangyayari iyon. Dahil makikita niya kung sino ka. At maiintindihan niya ang lahat. Matalino, mabait, at maunawain ang anak mo. Huwag mong alalahanin iyon. Kilala ko si Zia. Maiintindihan ka niya.”

Looking at the man standing in front of me right now with so much pain in his eyes is like stabbing my heart a million times. Kahit hindi nito sabihin sa akin na siya ang tatay ko alam ko at nararamdaman ito ng puso ko. . By simply looking at him with our spitting image I know my heart recognized him. He is my father. My father is finally here. God finally answered my prayer. "My name is A-Aegaeon." His voice broke. "Aegaeon Miguel Monferrer Campbell. I am your father." He said crying and I cried with him too. I know it. I know in my heart that he is really my father.

pagpapaalala ko rito sa una naming pagkikita. Napaka-gentle nitong tao, ang swerte ko lang talaga dahil nakilala ko ito noong gabing iyon. "Alam mo bang ikaw din ang naging daan para magkaayos na kami ni Tatay, dahil sa naging suggestion mo sa akin kung saan ba ako dapat na pumunta? Hindi mo ako iniwan, hindi mo ako hinusgahan, tanggap mo rin kung ano at sino talaga ako. You're really more than enough, Hero. So, please ang mahihiling ko lang sa iyo ay huwag mo akong iiwan. Do I need to say more? Pero thank you talaga. Bagay na bagay sa iyo ang pangalan mo. Ikaw ang aking hero, Super Hero."

galit ng saad ni Daddy. "Tangina, walang kinalaman dito ang tatay ko. Ikaw matanda ka na, alam mo na ang tama at mali, kaya nakikiusap ako sayo ng maayos, wag na natin hayaan pang humantong sa mas grabeng sitwasyon ang lahat, dahil hindi naman maniniwala sa akin ang kuya ko, ni-hindi niya nga ako kilala," saad ni Hero na nanggigigil na rin sa inis.

Pero ang tuluyang nagpapatigil sa pagtibok ng puso ko ay ang maikling talata na nakasulat sa ibaba sa pamamagitan ng kaniyang bungi-bunging sulat-kamay: “This is my family. My Mommy is my queen because she loves me. And this is my Boss Daddy Zion. He built a big pink castle for my birthday and he fixes our lights when it is dark. He always hugs my Mommy when she is sad. Teacher said a hero is someone who protects you. My Boss Daddy is my real hero, and he is my Daddy. I love him very much.” Napatitig ako sa papel habang marahang nanginginig ang aking mga daliri. Ang salitang Daddy na isinulat ng anak ko para kay Zion ay tila isang napakabigat ngunit napakatamis na emosyon na sumampal sa buon