I am busy admiring her pretty face when she heavily pulled my hair. Her pouted lips made my grin wider.
"Ano ba Mahal, magsalita ka naman. Huwag kang titig ng titig diyan at baka bigla akong mag orgasm. I'm serious King, I don't like the idea of meeting your father. Kahit sa imagination ko ay hindi ko nakikitang magkakasundo kami," she harshly said. I just smiled at her. "May kasalanan ako sa kanya oo, pero wala siyang karapatang sabihin na hindi mo anak si Ali. Anak ko na ang pinaguusapan dito, King."
Hindi ko naman siya masisisi kung bakit ganoon ang galit niya sa Daddy ko. The struggle that she went through the past years were rough. It's like a ball of fire rolling back and forth at her back. Raising a child alone is a no joke. Kung alam ko rin naman na ganoon ang mangyayari ay hind
