My Son's Dad

My Son's Dad
SIXTEEN



"You still don't want to see Mark? We need to get him out of that place, Juan."


Juan ignored Sabrina, the man chose to be busy eating his food.


"Until when are you gonna shut up like this Juan, Markus needs our help!!" Sabrina raised her voice, caught off guard with Juan's seemingly unconcerned attitude with their eldest son who is now languishing in prison.


Juan slammed his spoon, he looked at Sabrina with his eyes reddened with anger. "What can I do?! He guilty Rina, he planned all that and he almost killed Aaron and Lucas too, he deserves that punishment!"


Juan got up and left Sabrina sitting pensively at the dinner table, thinking about the fate of her son.


If they could do nothing to free Mark, then Sabrina could only encourage Mark. Meet the son. That's all he can do.


***


"What are you here for?" Mark looked at his mother who was sitting in front of him, Mark hated to see her mother put on such a hurt face.


"Of course Mama's here to see you, you don't have to worry. Mama's gonna try to get you out of this place."


Markus squealed, he shook his head refusing. "Why do you bother to do that, I don't need your mercy. I'm used to this."


Sabrina frowned, "Pity what you mean Markus, Mama did this because Mama loves you. You're my son."


Markus looked at his mother with a flat gaze, “Myyangi me? Does ignoring me, and being quiet every time that bastard beat me up and locked me up in the barn is a form of affection?” Markus justifies his sitting position, he stared intently at his mother's eyes which began to look glassy.


“If you really love me, where were you when I needed your love? Did you ever ask me how my day was at school? Have you ever asked me why I always come home with a body full of wounds? And did you ever ask my approval when you wanted to marry that son of a bitch?” Mark hardened his heart, he would not be weak just by looking at his Mother's tears. Mark has cried a lot, but no one ever cared about him then why should he care now?


“No need to pretend, be honest with me. You never expected my presence in this world, right? Because of me you were kicked out by your parents, abandoned by that son of a bitch, and had to work to meet all our needs. You've always busied yourself with work so you wouldn't have to look at me. The kid you didn't expect his whereabouts. That is you, who committed that sin, you too! Then why am I the one who receives all the effects? Why should I accept his insults? Did I ever ask to be born as an illegitimate child, if I could choose I also did not want to be born in such a state!”


Sabrina shook her head, her tears spilling down her cheeks. Sabrina tried to touch Mark but he could not because of the thick glass that became a barrier between them.


“Pardon Mama dear, Mama did not mean.”


Mark rose from his seat, following the policeman who led him back into the cell. Visitation time is over.


Mark ignored his Mother's call, Mark shed no tears at all. He really doesn't care.


It's up to Dad and his mom to do what, Markus doesn't care. All Mark cares about is one, Adara.


When will Adara see him? Mark longed to see the woman's face.


***


Juan had just returned from his work when he saw Sabrina also just returned home with a mess.


Sabrina was crying, her wife was looking really messed up.


“Sabrina, why are you?” Juan was worried, cupping his wife's cheek. “Who made you cry like this?”


Sabrina was still crying, Juan panicked and wiped away his wife's tears.


“Come answer me who made you cry like this?!”


Sabrina looked up, she looked at her husband who was still teary-eyed. “You..you made me cry Juan, you and my stupidity made me cry!”


“A-what do you mean?”


“Mark.. Mark we've been suffering from Juan, not Mark who's guilty here but us. We who are not as good as parents to make him grow up like that, we are guilty! We are the main reason why Mark could do such a heinous thing.. We are wrong! We!!”


“So you went to see the boy?”


Sabrina looked back at Juan, she frowned displeased at Juan's question. “The kid? That kid you said?! He's your son Juan!! Your child!! Until when are you going to keep going like this?! Like it doesn't like him to be your son, your flesh and blood and you can't change it!”