SAINT, The Seventh

Prologue

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Silence.

Walang maingay na palaka kase niluto ko na lahat, at inulam kagabi. Walang mga batang sunod ng sunod kasi pinauwi ko narin. Walang matandang sermon ng sermon kasi hayahay na sa panaginip.

Pwede ko ng iluto ang mga natitirang palaka----

"Sir. Your father request for attention" biglang sulpot ni Sid, isang butler.

"AY PALAKA KA BA!" bigla tong sumusulpot. Tumalon tuloy ang mga palaka, may bangas na rin nga ang paa, wala naring kutis, nakatalon pa. Makikipag hide and seek ulit ako sa mga animal!

Wala na! Basag na ang katahimikan.

I eventually rolled my eyes, Masama kong tinignan si pasulposulpot. Muka siyang bulate sa garami.

"Ayaw. Tell him I'm sick" I replied, irritated by the fact that i am called to that house again, every time this old fart request for my presence, it's always at dinner. Nanghihinayang din ako sa mga palakang tumilapon.

Plus.

Going to that house is a nightmare and staying to eat would be hell. I refuse even stepping near that house's vicinity. NOR do I want to be associated with anyone on my father's side. Pumapasok ako sa lungga ng kaplastikan. Makatotohanan pa naman ako. I scoffed just by thinking about it.

"Saint. You know the rules, no?" saad ng uod sa garami.

cutting me off from my reveries, calling me by my name. In a blink of an eye, He is not their butler anymore. But a brother. My brother, perhaps. Oo kapatid. Shocking, no?

Long story short,

We are made in a disgusting way. Funny on the other perspectives. But for me, it is utterly absurd and horrendous! Dirty, dugyot, kadirdir!--- whatever you call it!

We are made when my jackass of a father jack off his cock in a pool. Luckily, he is filthy rich to provide seven women and their children: shelter, food and money for living.

Whereas my mother is a victim here! She is told to stand in the pool for half a dozen hour straight! Whilst watching that scandalous man, my so-called father, let his hoes jack him off. Imaginin niyo!

And once his seed came because of horniness! It went to OUR MOTHERS'S vagina, unknowingly getting them impregnate! I can't specifically and scientifically explain how, but it is rumored that sperms can swim as well.

Well, yeah right---ew kadirdir!

Seven women, including my mother, had bear his seed!

Disgusting. Horrible. Distasteful. Hideous!
Describe it all you want. It is what it is!

The thought of that is making me sickeningly huff in disgust.

Moreover, the one rule my father always highlighted is that whatever situation is that you are to come when I invite you. Although, I hate him, he still knows his responsibilities giving us the basic human needs, food, protection...but never this emotion called love.

I guess he despise us more than we despise him. Sounds weird but that's my theory.

Sid gave me a warning look, knowing I can't refuse the invitation. Even when Father disregard him as his son and only stationed him as the Beauregard's estate butler, Donovan still stayed loyal like a submissive dog. His dog.

Therefore, sensing my silence, already know the answer and told me that he will wait outside. He Then walks out.

While I'm left there, with a clenched fist, gripping the knife, wondering when this will be over.