Our Father Who Art In Heaven นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Don’t tell me… he is my father?” “Of course no! Your father is already in heaven—” “Or on the TV.” “Fynn!” saway ko naman. “Your dad is already in heaven. Sabay pa nating dinadalaw ang puntod niya, 'di ba? You must not talk like that. You will upset your father in heaven.” “Tch…”

Kuryoso niya akong tinignan. “Sertio… Remember when Mama said that your father is already gone?” tanong ko sa kaniya. Napatango siya sa akin. “Yes, Mama. He’s already in heaven now. I even told him that I love him earlier when I was looking at the clouds!” sambit niya na hindi pa mapigilan ang ngiti sa kaniyang mga labi. Parang ilang maliliit ma karayom ang tumusok sa aking puso habang pinagmamasdan ang anak na nagkukwento tungkol sa kaniyang ama.

She hugged me at bumaba sa pagkakakandong sa akin. "Halika po, Ate Devi. My dad will be home a little later. Samahan mo po ako." The child smiled cutely. Tumango ako at nagpahila dito. We waited at the the front door. Minutes later, dumating si Mr. Morrison. When his eyes planted on me I immediately bow which he did back to me. "Daddy!" Heaven rushed towards her Daddy to kiss it at cheeks. "How's my sweetie?" He asked his daughter. Heaven just nod at nagpakarga dito.

Huling araw ko na siya ngayong makikita. If I could get another chance Another walk Another dance with him I'd play a song that would never ever end How I'd love love love To dance with my father again Sana naging maayos akong mag-aaral sa Manila noon, kung sana hindi dito sa Diadi ako nagtapos, sana buhay pa si Daddy ngayon. Ngunit wala na akong pag-asang maibalik pa ang panahong iyon. Hindi na ako mabibigyan pa ng isa pang pagkakataon. Patay na si Daddy. Kinuha na siya sa amin. Nakita ko si Mommy na nasa wheel chair papasok sa simbahan. Tahimik pa rin ang kaniyang pagluha. Lalo akong naiyak nang makita siya sa ganoong kalagayan. Halos hindi ko maibuka ang aking bibig para kantahin ang susu

Namumula na rin ang ilong nito sa dahil sa kaiiyak. "I.. I want to talk to him too," anito sa mahinang boses. "To?" aniya. Si Gio ba ang tinutukoy nito? "To him," ulit naman nito na nakaiwas ng tingin sa banda ni Gio. Mukhang ito nga ang tinutukoy ng anak niya. "Connor. I am your father. You were calling me daddy earlier. What happened now?" ani Gio sa seryosong boses ngunit nahimigan pa rin niya ang sakit doon.

Na animo'y naririnig at naiintindihan nila ang mga sinasabi ko. "Mga anak pag pasensyahan niyo na ang mommy, kung lalaki kayong hindi niyo makakagisnan ang daddy niyo. Nasa heaven na siya ngayon, alam ko naman mahal niya kayo mga anak." saad ko. Habang hinahalikan ko ang noo nila nang sabay. Sabay hindi ko na napigilan ang pag landas nang luha sa mata ko.

"Liore..." He closed his eyes, "Dad, I love you. You're the best Dad ever. I still have many things to say but...I don't have enough time. I am truly evil. And I know, after all the things I did, my death is not enough to atone all of my sins. Xerene... Lorreign... They are the most wonderful gift I ever had. My daughter... Xirquit... Take care of her. I love her...more than anything in this world. More than the moneys and properties I plundered. My life...is beautiful right from the start and until this day. Tell her...that Daddy loves her so much. And sorry if...I won't fulfill my duty as her father anymore. Thank you for everything, Dad. Thank you for accepting this demon. Daddy," he grip

"Pero hindi ko kayang balewalain ang nakikita kong luha mo." Napilitan akong tumingin. Isang lalaki, may edad na nasa trenta o higit pa, matikas at maaliwalas ang mukha. May kakaiba sa presensya niya, tila may bigat ng pananampalataya ngunit may halong kalmado. Hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero may kung anong init at ginhawa ang nadama ko sa kanyang tingin. "Ako nga pala si Father Caleb," pakilala niya, sabay ngiti. "Mukhang mabigat ang dinadala mo, hija. Baka sakaling makatulong ang pakikinig ko."

tawag niya rito. "Ano po 'yon?" "Anong sinasabi mong wala ka nang Daddy? What happened to him?" tanong niya dala ng kuryosidad. "Ang sabi po ni Mommy, nasa heaven na raw po si Daddy bago pa raw po ako dumating. Nagkasakit daw po kasi siya nang malala kaya namatay siya." Agad nabura ang sigla sa mukha ni Paris at napalitan iyon ng kalungkutan. Napayuko ito subalit nagawa pa ring makapagsalita.

As I observed my wretched father suffer, I felt no sympathy, remorse, or even sadness. I took a stick of my favorite cigarettes, lit it, and approached my dying father. “Heroin. The wine you consumed was laced with heroin from the very beginning, ever since it arrived here. You urged me to eliminate my weakness from my life, and that's exactly what I'm doing now, father. I am removing you from my life once and for all.” Father attempted to grab me, but his hand fell limp swiftly, and he passed away completely. "Ano na ang magiging sunod na hakbang, Mr. Levine?" Knox asked me.