Chapter 6. The Family Part 2

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SEVEN'S POV "HE'S family, Seven," Otto interjected. I let out an exasperated sigh. I and Trent have bad blood dated five years back. He's a made man, and currently, he holds the position as one of our capos. Pero kagaya ng sinabi ko, hindi s'ya dapat kasama sa meeting na ito. Anak si Trent ni Aunt Adelita, Uncle Pert's wife, sa unang asawa nito at walang panahon sa kabataan ko na nag kasundo kaming dalawa. "Who invited him?" I chided my brother. Mabuti at busy ang mga kasama namin sa kanya-kanyang kausap kaya 'di pansin ng mga ito ang masamang timpla ko. "Papa." Lihim akong napamura nang marinig ang maikling sagot na 'yon ni Otto. May magagawa ba ko kung ang dakilang si Sixto Torrevillas na ang nag imbita sa sampid na 'yon. "Hermano! Siete.." "Ano?" iritableng sagot ko kay Beau. "Congratulations! You're wife's pretty. Saw her dossier." I glared at him at unti-unting nawala ang ngiti nito. Mas bata si Beau sa 'kin ng apat na taon at ito ang katulong ni Eleven sa pag handle ng HQ. They're both geek and loves codes more than girls. "Why are you checking my wife, cousin?" Tanong ko rito. I clasp my hands together and study his reaction. "I'm just curious. Onze told me that she's a catch." "Yes. So is my fist and my glock," huli na para mabawi ko pa nag sinabi ko sa pinsan. Where did that come from? "Woah! Okay, I get it. Relax, Seven," taas kamay na sabi nito at tumingin sa kapatid ko tila humihingi ng saklolo. "Siete n'yo a-gagalit na," malokong sabat naman ni Onze while doing that stupid baby talk. "Shut the f**k up, Onze!" "s**t-ty, Siete. Ang witty ko, Onz!" ang tarantadong Colton na katabi ni Onze, dumagdag pa at lalong nag init ang bumbunan ko nang mag high five ang dalawa sa harapan ko. I shoot them daggers while my fists were closed into a tight ball. Brawls and gunshots are ordinary things to us kaya kung may lilipad na mga panga ngayong gabi alam kong mag tatawanan lang ang mga baliw kong kasama. It's the lady's reaction that concerns me the most. "Boys, stop," I heard my Uncle Amias scold the two pricks. Nanahimik naman agad ang dalawa bago ko pa maibato sa kanila ang basong nasa harapan ko. I don't know if I have enough patience for this night. Ngayon pa lang gusto ko ng mag hurumentado. "Siete." Shit. Another one. I slowly turned my gaze to my left and saw the earnest look of my Aunt's eldest son. Wala nang atensiyon nito sa telepono so he means business now. "Yes, Nikolai?" "I was planning to talk to you about the merger." "I signed the papers and let my secretary hand it to you after our lawyers do their final review," wika ko at sumandal sa upuan pero ang mga mata ko'y na kay Nikolai. "Great. How's Davao?" "Manageable," puno ng kahulugang sagot ko. I know that he's not pertaining to the sales of the hotel but the other business we have there. "I know you'll sort this out soon." I smirk at his comment. Nikolai is one of the lads I like. Matalino ito at mautak. "Si. Puedes contar con ello, Nikolai." Sasagot pa sana ang kaharap ko pero biglang sumabat si Adri. "Siete, thanks sa crib. Man, tuwang-tuwa si Lei sa gift mo for our angel," masayang ani to habang hawak sa kanang kamay ang baso ng rum. "Congratulations," I heard that she just gave birth four days ago that's why I'm surprised to see my cousin here. "But what crib?" " The crib you sent the other day.Yung gift mo, man. Lei's happy with the design and the brand. Marriage suits you, ha? Naging thoughtful ka bigla." Napakunot noo ako sa narinig. What's the hell is he talking about? Wala akong maalalang nag padala ko ng regalo para sa pamangkin. I'm busy with my shits para asikasuhin pa ang ibang bagay. And most importantly, I hate those little rascals they call kids. So, bakit ako magpapadala ng regalo? The question that I'm planning to asked went unheard, when my father together with my two brothers, Diez and Shamie, walked in. We all rise when we saw him and just like any other formidable don, my father just waved his right hand. Giving us the go signal to take our seat. "This will be long," Otto whispered to my right when we're taking our seats. "I know," I uttered but my eyes were in Shamie's direction. Naramdaman marahil nito ang tingin ko kaya't sinalubong nito iyon, with the same intensity. The same burning gaze that's full of darkness just like my own. "Long time no see, brother," walang kangiti-ngiting bati nito sa 'kin at naupo sa tabi ni Otto habang sa tabi ni Damien naupo si Diez. Unlike the rest of us who have our tattoos concealed, Shamie's infatuation with tattoos goes way back to when he was in middle school and now he has quite a collection. Buong likod nito'y parang isang canvas na naglalaman ng mukha ng greek god ng underworld- si Hades, na may hawak na babae habang nakabantay si Cerberus. I'm impressed with the gray, black, and light blue color of Shamie's ink but not our mother. Ilang buwang 'di kinibo ng mama ang kapatid ko at nang maging okay na sila, sa gulat naming lahat muling nag palagay ng tattoo ang gagong si Shamie. This time both of his arms were inked with a skull on the left and Hannya mask on the right. At ngayon mukhang may bago na naman itong dagdag sa koleksiyon nito. There's a black ink peeking on his left neck and I can't clearly see if it's a dragon or a lion's head. "Nice one there," puna ko at mabilis nitong hinipo ang kaliwang leeg. "It's good to know that the hummingbird decided to end its recluse and join the civilize world." Shamie scoffed at my remarks. "That brat there keeps bugging me." Kahi 'di nito pinangalanan alam kong si Onze iyon. "Isa pa, I want to see this wife of your Siete." I groaned. Pati ba naman ito. "Shamie, por favor.." "Why? She's my sister now so I need to see her, right?" " Check my ass." He just gave me his lopsided smile and divert his attention to our father who's now talking about the problem we're facing. "Where's Axel and Trent?" "They're coming, Uncle," Adri informed and I clenched my teeth. That asshole knows how to enrage me. "Sorry, we're late Uncle," Axel apologizes then kissed the hand of my father. Ganoon din ang ginawa ng dalawang kasunod nito. "Take your seats," my father ordered. Mabilis na tumalima ang tatlo pero nagulat ako ng biglang tumayo si Onze at ibinigay ang pwesto kay Cedric. Cedric is a made man and one of our soldiers. Anak ito ng dating tapat na bodyguard ni Uncle Amias at dahil ilang beses nang napatunayan ng pamilya nito ang katapatan sa amin, mabilis itong umangat sa ranggo. From a mere associate now to a trusted soldier of the family. "Here, Cedric. I'll take the seat beside Colton." "Thanks, Onz." "No problem," my brother said nonchalantly and take the place beside our cousin. Nagpalitan kami ng tingin ni Otto. Onze's acting weird, he would never offer his seat to anyone unless that someone is a sexy girl or an old woman. What is he up to? "Let's start this s**t gentlemen." Lahat kami'y sa kabisera ang tingin at ilang saglit pa'y isa-isa nang idinudulog sa papa ko ang problema ng bawat isa sa amin o ng grupong hawak namin. La Familia is often referred to by many as the mafia of Filipinas. We're actually related to the Camorra clan that originated in Maples Italy. My great-grandfather has Italian blood on him and before marrying my great-grandmother, he was a made man himself. Na-in love ito sa lola ko at nag desisyon na manirahan sa Filipinas and the rest is history. Blah, blah, blah. However, contrary to what others think that we're the only mafioso in the country, well hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we're not alone. There are four warring Mafia-dom now in the whole reino and we're about to have a bloodbath with one of those- the Ortiz. Those SOBs are thugs and thieves who think that they are greater than us. May kutob kaming sila ang may pakana ng nangyaring maling shipment sa Davao. Ang kapal ng mukha nilang pasukin ang teritoryo namin. The only disadvantage of staying in the dark is that you can't reveal all your cards. So with this kind of problem, kailangan naming maging mautak at maniguro sa mga sususnod na hakbang ng pamilya namin. Tuso ang kalaban pero gago kami kaya alam kong nasa amin ang alas. "Seven where are we on the incident in Port Claveria?" Uncle Amias asked. He's also an adviser just like Uncle Pert. "We traced the money back to an offshore account in Cambodia and our men have the port under control. Wala ng ganitong insidenteng mangyayari next time, Uncle," paliwanag ko. "That's what you said last time when one of our shipments was raided by customs and NBI, right?" All of the men at the table gasp except my siblings when Trent's voice echoed in the corners of the room. "Trent it's just a minor one and we knew that those hounds were fishing for something that's not there in the first place. So, what's the fuss?" Otto said calmly. "I'm not making any issue here. Ang concern ko lang is that are we really sure that Seven's capable of handling this family? I mean...," sabay turo nito sa 'kin habang nang-uuyam ang mga ngiti. "It took him two weeks just to fix the problem in Davao samantalang kaya naman kahit isa o dalawang araw 'yon. It's a no brainer," his tone was coated with derision I want to shove my fist on his throat. Simula nang malaman nito na ako ang magmamana sa pagiging don o Kingpin ay palagi na nitong kinukwest'yon ang lahat ng sabhin ko. Ilang beses na kami nitong nagtalo sa harap ng don at ng buong pamilya. Wala itong pinalalampas na pagkakataon and all because of a f*****g p***y. I balled my fist. He's goading me at kaunti na lang ay papatulan ko na siya. Because just like old times, I hate to see him win. "You're done whining, Trent? Para kang manok na 'di maanak. Panay putak mo." I said deadpan. Umalis ako sa pagkakasandal mula sa upuan at tuluyang hinarap 'to. "Remember the last time you f****d up with one of your assignments? Who saved your sorry ass? Me. Oh, and let's not forget the sloppiness you did when you accidentally killed one of your p*****s, yes? Who bailed you? Otto. Then last month, you stupid piece of s**t forgot to cement the shoes kaya muntik ng mai-link sa 'tin ng mga pulis yung pesteng itinumba n'yo!" I said through gritted teeth. Napalunok ito lalo na nang makitang marahas kong itinukod ang mga kamay sa ibabaw ng lamesa at bahagya akong tumayo mula sa kinauupuan. A thin smile made it's way to my lips. "Kita mong ngiting 'to?" I pointed to myself. "It means, f**k. YOU. TRENT! I don't need your f*****g opinion about me," I articulated every word I said while everyone at the table holds their breath when I briskly grabbed Trent's throat and pull him towards me. "SEVEN STOP IT!" I ignored my father's word. I'm delighted to see the chickenshit's frightened face. Napaungol pa ito at kita kong namumuo na ang pawis nito sa noo. How very Trent. "S-seven?!" nanginginig ang kamay na pinigilan nito ang mga daliring nakapulupot sa leeg n'ya. "I hate to have an ungrateful son of a b***h here at our table," inilapit ko pa ang mukha niya sa 'kin at walang kurap na tinitigan ito habang unti-unti kong hinihigpitan ang pagkakahawak ko sa leeg n'ya. What would I give to see the life in this p***y's eyes disappear? I'm at the edge of twisting his neck but I'm holding back for his mother's sake. "If you're questioning the decision of the don, you're free to go. Maluwag ang sementeryo," sabay balya ko dito. "I'll cut that f*****g tongue of yours and feed that to the dogs next time na ngumawngaw ka pa." Pinagpag ko ang kamay ko't tahimik na bumalik sa pwesto ko. "Wow! That's cool, Kuya," Onze jeered and then gave me a salute. "I should have asked Romano for a popcorn," banat naman ni Colton. Kagaya ko'y mainit din ang dugo ng dalawa kay Trent. "Nah, panini's better." "Panini? Gross, Onz. Ang weird mo." Crossing my legs with the other and while my tongue licked my upper teeth, a devious smile curved on my lips. That sneaky rascal and his love for secret codes. Onze knew who the rat was and he just dropped the bomb in a very discreet way, replacing the code we have for an informant into the name of bread. The kid is impressive. "That's your snitch," Shamie whispered. "Yes. And he'll be your toy. Enjoy, brother." "Oh, definitely Siete. Every limbs and tissue." Nalingunan kong nakangiti si Shamie habang bahagyang tinapunan nang tingin ang walang malay na si Cedric. Hindi nito alam ang naghihintay na kalbaryo dito sa kamay ng kapatid ko, ang tinaguriang ghost at punisher ng pamilya- si Shamie. ??? "Kuya, let's go. Tawag na tayo ni Mama," yaya ni Onze sa 'kin. I was currently inside the restroom, cleaning my hand and washing off that rat's blood. Pumasok ito nang 'di kumakatok at sumandal sa pinto. Mukhang aliw na aliw habang pinanonood ako sa pag sasabon ng kamay. "I'll be there in a minute. Go!" "Ang galing ko di ba? Aminin mo. I'm ingenious!" Nakangising sabi nito sabay taas sa magkabilang kamay. Mukha itong tanga ang sarap dagukan. I rolled my eyes. "Yes. Oo na magaling ka na. How original, yes? Pentiti to panini? Galing," inilapag ko ang hawak na towel at malokong pinalakpakan ang kapatid na nag bow pa sa harap ko. "Gago! Lumayas ka na," sabay bato ko sa towel. Natawa ito sa ginawa ko. "Sweet mo. Bilisan mo at ayaw ng mama na pinag hihintay ang food." "Si. Vamos!" Umalis na ito at naiwan akong tinutuyo ang kamay ko. We brought Cedric to our basement and I had to prevent my brother, Shamie from torturing him. Christ, not in my house and not when the women are around. Mabuti at nakinig ito sa 'kin. Iniwan muna namin si Cedric kina Bob dahil kailangan na naming isuot ang aming maskara, ang isang butihing anak. Nang masigurong wala ng bahid ng kung ano ang kamay ko'y lumabas na ako't nag punta sa malaking dining room. Naabutan kong halos lahat ng mga kaptid ko't pinsan ay naroon na maliban sa mga tiyuhin ko at sa papa. "Seven!" Eris, Gael's ex-model wife saw me first. Karga nito ang kaisa-isang anak na lalake si Dallas. I don't want to know the reason why they named the poor kid after a state in the US. Gross! "Eris, hello. You look gorgeous as ever," I greeted back and pinch my nephew's cheek. Umiyak ito na ikinatuwa ko. I love seeing kids cry nakaka gaan ng pakiramdam. "Seven stop making that boy cry. Gabi na at baka kabagin," saway ni Aunt Bia ang nanay nila Damien. "He's so cute eh. Hello Auntie," bati ko rito sabay mano. "Bakit kasi di ka na gumawa ng sa'yo para 'di ka nag papaiyak ng anak nang may anak?" sermon nito na tinawanan ko lang. Hindi ba nila alam na iyon lang nag trip ko sa mga tiyanak na iyon? Ang paiyakin. I hate cuddling them or worst ang mag palit ng lampin nila. f**k. No way. "Take your seats, everyone," Aunt Marga announced while holding a bowl of paella negra. Nakasunod sa likuran nito ang asawa na isa sa mga chief justice ng bansa, Uncle Javier. "Good evening, Uncle," mabilis ko itong binati habang sabay kaming nag lalakad papunta sa mahabang hapag kainan. Unaffected by the chaos our family is creating. Palagi namang ganito kapag may salo-salo, magulo. "Evening, hijo. I was at a hearing earlier. Hope I didn't miss anything important," wika nito pero duda akong wala itong hint sa nangyari kanina lang. "None. Don't worry, Uncle. I'll fill you in later." "Looking forward to that," nakangiting sagot nito. "You'll love the juicy parts, Uncle. I promise," nakangiting sabi ko at naupo na sa pwesto ko sa kanan ng kabisera. Iginala ko ang mga mata't nakitang nasa kabilang dako ng lamesa si Trent at matalim ang mga tinging ipinupukol sa 'kin. I c****d my head on my right and gave him a smug smile. "Let's eat na. Onze, call your papa," utos ng mama ko sa kapatid kong agad na sumunod. Mabilis akong lumingon para sana tawagin si Chinnie. Hindi ko pa nakikita ang asawa ko kaya't ipasusundo ko sana pero bigla akong natigilan nang mapanisn itong naakatayo sa likod ng mama ko. Hawak sa mga kamay ang isang malaking bandehado na hula ko'y lengua estofado, specialty ng aking ina. Nagsalubong ang mga mata namin at mabilis itong yumuko. Pero hindi ako. Mariin kong pinagmasdan ang ayos ng asawa. Santy was wearing an old rose satin printed dress with a contrast belt to accentuate her small waist. How I love to grip that waist! The dress flows freely to her delicate figure and the color complements my wife's snow-like complexion. It's the first time I saw her wearing something different other than her school uniform and I admit she's pretty. Mas 'di na ito mukhang nene tingnan. I felt Ambassador jerked off instantly with the sight of our fave, Santy. Napangiti ako nang lihim nang makitang namula ang leeg ng asawa. V neck ang style ng suot ni Santy kaya kita ko ang makinis at mahaba nitong leeg. Even across the room, Santy's affected with my burning gaze. "Let me." Nagtagis ang bagang ko namg makitang mabilis na lumapit si Trent sa asawa ko't kinuha nito mula kay Santy ang hawak na bowl. Puta. "Ha? Thanks," nahihiyang sagot naman ni Santy at ginantihan ng ngiti ang siraulong sampid ng pamilya. Sabay na nag lakad ang dalawa palapit sa hapag at huminto sa mismong tapat ko. Naikuyom ko ang mga kamay at bigla ay gusto kong ikasa ang baril sa mukha ni Trent at ubusin ang lahat ng bala non sa kanya. I saw Trent grinned. The fucker knows I'm watching and he's enjoying this. "Here," Trent put down the bowl on top of the table. Mabilis nitong inilahad ang kanang kamay sa nagulat na si Santy. "I'm Trent by the way. Seven's cousin." I groaned when I heard the term he used. I saw my wife's uncomfortable expression. Hindi nito malaman kung tatanggapin ba ang kamay ni Trent o hindi. Sa huli kinuha ni Santy iyon at muntik ko ng bunutin ang baril ko dahil doon. "H-hi. Nice meeting you, Trent. San-" "Santy. I know. You're name suits you. You're like a saint," Trent kissed the topped of Santy's right hand. What the hell? Is he hitting my wife at sa harap ko pa? "H-ha?" mabilis na nag blush si Santy at tumingin sa gawi ko. Napansin marahil nito ang madilim kong ekspresyon kaya agad itong nag bawi ng tingin. "Thanks, Trent." "You can now seat, cousin," puno ng poot na sabat ko at mabilis na tumayo. "Santy. Here." I pulled the chair beside me and tilt my head to my right, motioning my wife to come closer. Santy pulled her hand from Trent and sauntered to the seat I have for her. Kahit paano'y nabawasan ang galit ko dahil sa ginawang iyon ng asawa. "She's beautiful, Seven. Take good care of her," nakangising ani to at bumaling sa asawa ko. "Nice meeting you, Santy," anito bago bumalik sa pwesto. "f**k!" Bulong ko at padaskol na bumalik sa kinauupuan ko. "S-seven?" Bumaling ako sa kanan ko at nakita ang naguguluhang tingin ni Santy. Without realizing my next action, I roughly grabbed her nape in a dominating way and unblinking I warned her. "Don't come near that man. Ever. That's an order," sabay pisil ko ng marahan sa batok nito. Ilang segundo muna akong tinitigan ni Santy bago marahang tumango. "Good," at binitawan ko na siya. I don't understand but there's something inside me that's beginning to like the warmth of Santy. May kung anong humahatak sa 'kin na hawakan siya. Santy's skin is soft just like a baby and I'm starting to be addicted to it. But I'm mad now to the point na gusto kong hatakin ang asawa ko sa sulok at ipakita kay Trent kung para kanino si Santy. Mine. Without thinking twice, I put my hands on her right leg and whispered in the shell of her ear. "Next time you wear this kind of dress, don't wear anything under it," I licked her lobe and Santy let out a soft cry. "I want my wife accessible and dripping wet," I added angrily and pulled her dress up. I was welcomed by the warmest silky soft skin and I let out a sigh. I heard my brother Shamie whistle while the others were cheering. "Get a room!" Ngumiti lang ako habang ipinapatong ang baba ko sa balikat ng asawa na naging estatwa na naman. My hand is a different story. It's busy. Isa lang ang goal nito, Santy's sweet spot. I groaned when I touched the pesky lacy undergarment she's wearing. Istorbo. "Oh Seven, stop," Santy quickly snatch my hand preventing my hand from invading her center. Lalong nagmarakulyo ang demonyo sa loob ko. "Why? Never heard of SOP? Or making out in public? Spoiler alert, Santy..those are my kinks and soon it'll be yours too." "No!" Natawa ako ng mahina at biglang hinalikan ang leeg nitong kanina ko pa pinang gigigilan. I heard all the people on our table clapped. Laughing and happy for us. Because they assumed that we're just two horny newlyweds who can't keep their hands off themselves. Little did they know that it's far from that. I'm tormenting my dear wife who's now turned into a giant pretty beet. "You're so fuckable, dear wife. That's the best compliment I've ever said to a woman. Be proud," I winked and Santy let out another sexy moan. Mierda!
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