Novel & Cerita A Mother's Love

He was just staring at his mother with a stoic face. Nilingon kami ni Asteria. “It wasn't in my plan to love.” Bawat salita niya ay binigkas nang may diin na tila sigurado siya sa kaniyang mga sinasabi. “I didn't know how to, yet after carrying two souls, I learned.” Muling binalik ni Asteria ang kaniyang mga mata sa lalaking humihinga na lang gamit ang mga makina. “Being a mother is a never-ending march. You'll get tripped, yet you would not afford to fall for a wound that your children might get. Your fall is their harm.”

Mom walked towards me and kissed me on my forehead. "Always dear, go up and eat your breakfast. The girls are waiting for you downstairs," Mom said and walked to the door and smiled at me. "I Love yah!" she said and gave me a flying kiss. I chuckled and gave her a flying kiss too. "I love you too Mom!"

Nakakaramdam na naman si Ali na ang kasunod na tanong ay patungkol sa ama nito. “In order to feel the essence of love is to be with someone, whom you can feel uh, safe and calm and most importantly you feel loved.” Sagot ni Ali, pilit na pinapaintindi sa bata kung ano ang pag-ibig na matagal na niyang tinalikuran. “Like how Mama?” Tanong muli ng anak habang sinusuotan niya ito ng seat belt.

Pero sa sitwasyon na inabutan ng Mama niya tiyak na hindi iyon maniniwala na kaibigan n'ya lang si Art. "Bakit kasi hindi mo narinig na parating si Mama, akala ko ba malakas ang pandinig mo? Kainis naman eh!" nagpapadyak na aniya. "Ang ingay mo kasi! Ikaw na ang ginagamot ang arte-arte mo pa," inirapan siya ni Art bago nito ibinalik ang gatas sa ref. "Pananamantala iyon Art! You kissed me again without my permission!" katuwiran pa niya.

Ikinuyom ko ang aking mga palad. Kapag nakatakas ako rito, I will burn you alive! Trust me! "Your mother is such a pathetic fool bitch. Do you agree? Ibinigay niya sa ‘kin lahat ng mana mo pati na rin ikaw." He laughed devilishly. My heart sank. The realization hit me. Again. My mother prefer love than her child. And it's the thing that makes me feel weak and worthless everytime I think about it. Ang kaninang luha na pinipigilan ko ay nag-uunahan na sa pagbagsak.

tanong niya kay Dreik. "No." mabilis na sagot ng bata. "But are you mad at mom?" "No." mabilis din na tugon niya. "I can never be mad at her. I love your mom, Dreik. I love her as much as I love you." Love is really a complicated thing for a young mind like his. Iyon na lamang ang naisip ni Dreik sa mga narinig niya buhat sa kan'yang ama. His dad loves his mother, and then his real father loves his mother as well, but whom does his mother love more between his dad and his real father?

she continued, her words a gentle caress, "and remember that I will always be with you, watching over you from above." "Embrace each moment, chase your dreams," she urged, her voice filled with warmth and encouragement, "and know that my love for you will never fade. "You are my greatest treasure," she concluded, her words a bittersweet melody, "and I am forever grateful for the gift of being your mother." With a final, loving gaze, the mother closed her eyes, her spirit at peace, leaving behind a legacy of love and a heart full of blessings for her cherished child.

Napakabuti ng nanay ko, wala akong masasabi dahil akala ko noon ay wala talaga nag-mamahal sa akin, pero mula ng malaman ko ang sakripisyo ni Mama, na nagagawa n`ya pa na ngumiti kahit na ang hirap ng sitwasyon ni Mama. My mom is a strong woman, kahit tinatapakan na s`ya ay hindi pa rin ito basta-basta sumusuko, dahil para sa amin ni Ate. Love can kill, my mother is a loving proof na hindi lahat ng pagtitiis ay maganda ang kakahinatnan, puwede nila tawagin na tanga si Mama at pagtawanan, pero kapag nalaman nila kung ano ang hirap na pinag daanan ni Mama, they will cry like a baby.

"Parang may humihila sa puso mo palabas ng katawan mo." She wiped the corner of her eye. "People think motherhood is just about taking care of a child. Pero hindi nila alam... motherhood changes the way you love EVERYTHING." "You become more patient because of them. Mas naiintindihan mo na sacrifices ng nanay mo. Mas nagiging emotional ka sa maliliit na bagay. Kahit simpleng drawing na ibibigay ng anak mo, parang treasure na. Kahit simpleng 'Mama, love you' pagkatapos ng sobrang habang araw... enough na para maiyak ka."

I don't want to hate my mother. "I don't want to break her heart and I am afraid that If she does something to take his away from me, baka magalit ako sa kanya..." "Have I ever told you about my real mom?" He asked me. I shook my head. "Well she's not the typical mom, but she loved me. She did everything for me para lang magkaroon ako ng magandang buhay even if that means letting me go with Baba. She was a bitch, they say, kontrabida, sa paningin ng lahat but no one can ever question her love for me – her only son." He cupped my face. "No matter what happens, Eleithiya, you can never hate Hera Vejar. Maliban sa katotohanan na galit din siya sa kapatid ko, I love your mother's guts."