Wicked Gangsters vs War Freaks[COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 18: It's Real, I Remember

CHAPTER 18: IT'S REAL,I REMEMBER 

Kambal,kumawo^___^ 

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--Sunny's POV-- 

[FLASHBACK...] 

I'm just five years old then. Mama,despite of her age--27,looks very young. She always make sure,she'll look gorgeous for everyone,before she go somewhere. Papa,then was so busy. He seldom went home. 

"Pa,come home to dinner,okay?" one day I requested. 

"Ahm... Maybe some other time,baby. Pa is really busy. I don't have much time to come home and eat with you." 

I'm the only child they have,so I don't expect and accept those kind of excuses. Besides,both my parents come home late at night and go away early in the morning. I really don't see them most of the time. 

"Please? Please? Please? Just tonight. If you won't come,you'll regret." 

"Ooh,my baby. Don't do this to Pa. I don't like it when you're getting mad at me."---he said taking me in his lap. 

"And you also know that I don't like being refused." then,I snobbed. 

"Okay,okay. I'll try my best to make it up to you. But not now,not tonight,JASH."---he continued calling me JASH,even if he knows I really don't like that part of my name. 

"Stop calling me JASH and stop calling me baby!" then I ran back to my room. I cried there. Quietly,so Mom won't hear me crying. 

When I got up off my bed,it was morning. I heard the birds singing outside. Then... I heard someone crying... I think that was Mom's voice... 

I went out of my room and proceed to the next room which is Mom's. 

"Ma,why are you crying?" 

"No. Nothing. Just go to the kitchen and ask your Yaya to prepare something for breakfast." she stopped crying as soon as she heard me entered their room. 

I went out,obeying her. 

Papa went home early that night. But I didn't greeted him,instead I just stared at him from afar. I hid behind the staircase and that night... I regret from what I heard and from what I saw... 

Mama slapped him. Pa,didn't do anything. Instead,he kneeled down on his feet and he's begging Ma to accept something. At first I don't understand why Papa's doing that. But I'm not fool to notice that they're talking about something I didn't have to hear. 

"Please,give me a chance."---Papa 

"I'm telling you,if you don't stop seeing them,you won't see us again. That's just between two choices: either me and Sunny or your mistress and her daughter Marcelle? Choose!"---Mama 

I was shocked from what I heard. Mistress..? Her daughter..? Did I have a sibling? 

"Ma? Pa?" I said as I walked out of where I'm hiding. 

"Baby?"---Papa 

"Sunny,why are you still up? Go up,go to your bed."---Mama 

"No! Answer me,did I heard it right? You have a mistress,Pa?" I asked them while I was half-crying. 

"Baby,I can explain it~"---Papa 

"No! Explain what Pa? I heard all of what you're talking about. The...the...the mistress-thing..the..the daughter you're...you're talking about...and...and...and for God's sake Pa! Answer my question. Do you really have a mistress?" 

"Baby, I'm~"---Papa 

"Stop. Calling. Me. Baby. Just answer what I'm asking. Do you have a mistress? Do I have a sister? Answer me!" 

"Yes. The only answer is 'Yes'. Sunny,your Papa's been betraying us. He had an affair with a..with a... I dunno,a prostitute or what...~"---Mama 

"She's not a prostitute,how many times do I have to tell you?"---Papa 

"Don't yell at Ma! You don't have any right." 

"I'm sorry. I-I-I just want you to know that she's not kind of the girl you expected her to be. She's a very hearthy woman. Everyone loves her~"---Papa 

"If everyone loves her,why did you chose her to be your mistress? Anybody can love her except you,Dad! I expect too much from you Dad,I expect that you're not like those Dad's of some children." then I cried again. 

"Come,Sun. Let's get you in to your room."----Mama 

Then we went to my room. She let me sleep first before she left me. 

The next day,I woke up as early as I can. When I went to the sala,there were some police talking to Mama and there also,a woman and her daughter. 

Afternoon. I saw Mama crying. I asked her why and what happened. Then she told me the words that stopped my heartbeat for a minute. Deciding whether to be happy or to feel sad. Then it came back again deciding to feel sad. 

During the funeral,a mother and a daughter came in and went at the front to wept at Papa's coffin. Then I saw Ma talk to them. I saw them nodding. 

They drew near me. I saw their faces. They were the same mother and child that visited our house with some policemen. 

"Sunny,this is your auntie. And this is your sister,Marcelle. She's a-year older than you are."---Mama 

"Hi,Sunny? Kamusta? Masaya akong makita ka."---Marcelle 

"Well,hello my dear sister-in-law." I said giving a hard diction to what I say. 

Then I walked out of the funeral house. I ask our driver to drive me back home. From then on,I never spoke again to Marcelle or to her mother unless they spoke to me with some important topic. 

When Mama went to Japan,I decided to join my friends at Tiffany's house. We were just 10 years old when we start living in one house. 

Since then,I never showed up to our house. I never wanted to see any of them until today. How I'd like the week to end easily. 

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