Ndak Papa Novels & Stories

Bumaling si Fergie kay Papa na bigla nalang nagdilim ang mukha. Nang hindi sumagot si Papa ay bigla niyang sinipa sa tuhod si Papa. Napaluhod si Papa habang hawak parin ni Fergie. Akmang susugod ako ng pigilan ako ni Zykiel. "No. Not now." He whispered as he slowly held my hand and walk back. "Your father is an ex-army general. He can handle himself."

Mom barely cooked and damn, I missed home made meals. “Sweetie, come have a seat.” She beckoned me, and smiled wide. I don't know, but I suddenly had a feeling that I'll really like daddy's girlfriend. Dad walked in too, but with the said visitor. A visitor I knew quite well. Uncle Dane. For sure, I remembered him. One of Dad's younger associates, in his early thirties. He had this terrifying aura to him since I last remembered and yeah, it followed him right to dinner.

He said being too much upset," today miss told us to write about our father but we couldn't write anything about him as we don't know anything about him. where is papa? Why you are not taking us to him? Everyone has papa. Nobody's papa is in any mission. why just my papa is in mission? Saying all this he started crying badly. My heart clenched in pain. My baby boy is crying in front of me. What will I tell him! I tried to convince him.." my dear, you know your papa is an angel. That's why your papa is with God. Your papa is God's favourite that's why your papa is staying with God" He stared into my eyes with his innocent eyes. Tears are running down from those innocent eyes. "Really ma" Pap

Until I stepped 17 years old. The disciples of Mr. Jose Ignacio. The man Papa owes a lot of money to. Papa is furiously charging that there is nothing to pay. I was on the side hugging mom and we were both very scared. "You animal! You're the one I always give you, you're still hiding from me! You want to kill me right now?” boldly said Mr. Ignacio to papa. "I'm sorry Don Jose, even if I wanted to pay you, I still don't have the money. I'm still looking for funding." Dad was crying and said that his nose was already bloody because he was punched by one of Mr.'s men. Ignacio.

Then, how can I be a star? Shivansh chuckled after hearing her question but he didn't like it when she called him uncle. He was eagerly waiting to hear the word Papa from her mouth. "Sweetie pie, can you call me Papa from now on?" Shivansh asked hesitantly and Neela kept looking at him with innocent curious eyes. She asked meekly, "What does Papa mean? " It means Father," Shivansh replied affectionately and Neela started thinking why she should call him Papa. Her little mind wasn't understanding anything.

"Papa, don't worry, everything will be fine, I'm sure he still remains in your heart, but papa needs to let go, you are my papa and you are our king, so lead them well as how you lead us here, cause papa is the best in the world so you can do it! If something had troubled you, pray to the gods and talk to them, they give plenty of blessings. " "She's right, she hasn't been very active since you left, so if your trouble about something, think of what she said and--- " "Papa, if someone troubles you, tell me, I will scold them! They can't mess with my papa, he's the best, so if you feel sad again and you miss us, you can call back, okey!? "

"Miss Bellini sent me, Don. Master Tommy has been crying for you. She says she cannot calm him." Don Moretti stopped. His eyes remained fixed on Luca's small back. For one breath, I thought he might refuse. For one breath, I thought that this time, just once, he might choose his own son. "Is the boy ill?" he asked. "No, Don. He only keeps asking for Papa." Don Moretti was silent for a moment. Then he gave the driver a short nod. "Tell her I am coming." He looked toward me as though he wanted to explain, but all he said was, "We will speak tonight."

Umupo naman si Papa sa sofa paharap sa'min. "Oo. Kahit nga mga pinsan n'ya ayaw n'yang kausapin. Introvert kasi yang anak ko. Ewan ko ba at bakit hindi n'ya namana ang kakulitan namin ng Mama n'ya. Hindi ko nga alam kung paano n'ya nakakayanang mag-isa. Mabuti nalang dumating ka sa buhay ng anak ko. Nakita ko ang unti-unting pagbabago sa kan'ya. Salamat iha ha." mahabang litanya ni Papa.

Papa looks at me like I'm a little girl again getting in trouble around the suburbs of Phoenix. "Good luck," Fernanda whispers and hurries off, head bowed, smiling a bit as she passes my papa. He gives her a little nod, since he knows she loved me so much, and he won't punish her for coming out first. Besides, his household runs thanks to that old woman and he knows that pissing her off would only be a headache. "Daughter," Papa says, coming toward me. There's no happiness in his expression, not like Fernanda. He doesn't want me home and he knows my visit must mean something awful happened. "You're back and you're alone. I wasn't expecting you."

After all, it was more important to rule a pack member’s heart than a pack. "Hi, I’m André," I tried to cheer up the boy, who was younger than me but had recently lost his father. I didn’t know that feeling, but I definitely know what it feels like to grow up without a father. "I just wanted to say that if you ever miss your father, Don’t mind coming to see my papa. He might not be the same as Warrior Tito, but I can assure you that he won’t let you feel that you don’t have a father." I wiped his tears. "Don’t cry. I'm sure your Papa is happy near Moon Goddess. If she took your father from you then she just blessed you with an older brother too,"