Ferdinand Araneta POV2
Right after we ate our dinner, i tell my wife Louise to talk to the two boys Simon and Vincent well they are still young so i guess they wont object knowing they will be sending back to London aside from my eldest Son Sandro who has tge ability to object on every situation he's on. That brilliant mind that he got from me of course. I tell Sandro to follow me on the library and as i look into his eyes while im sitting on the seatee on my table he keeps on staring at me with his "what's going on" kind of look. I tell him to sit down on the chair infront of the table. He silently seated and before i start to say something inunahan na ako ng magaling kong anak.
"Are we going back to London dad?" Sandro asked me.
I look at him and smiled.
"Yes son, dun na kayo mag aaral ng mga kapatid mo"
As usual Sandro objected.
"But dad?! What about my friends here? What about Akela dad? I cant leave her"
Sandro objected as he was referring to his childhood friend Akela, the daughter of my bestfriend congressman De Vera.
"Son just do what daddy said, thats for your own good and someday you will thank me for that. And about Akela she will still be your friend even if she's here and ur in london"
Sandro didnt say a thing. He is just staring at the ceiling wondering and digesting things in his young mind.
"Just promise me one thing dad." He said. And look at me intently.
"What ist Son?"
"Just look after Akela while im in london" determinado na sabi ng anak ko.
Sa mura nyang edad, at his age of 12 mukhang napaka importante na sakanya si Akela. And base sa mga nakikita ko special talaga para sakanya ang batang iyon. I dont have a choice rather than to say yes to my son for him to say yes to me as well. And right there, we made a deal.
BINABASA MO ANG
The PROMISE(Sandro Marcos FANFICTION)
FanfictionWhat if someone special promised you they will come back? Are u gonna stay and wait? And what if they did come back but doesnt know you at all? See how Sandro and Akela overcome the struggles on their road to forever.❤❤❤ Ps: this story is a work of...