Abba Mamma Mia Words Novels & Stories

“Mamma, wait! Was that…was that you praising me?” “Praising you?!” she roared, still in Italian. I looked at Matteo helplessly, whispering, “Was it praise? I can’t tell!” He was laughing now, shoulders shaking. I pressed the phone tighter to my ear, catching something like “irresponsabile figlia mia,perché Dio mi ha dato te…” which definitely didn’t sound like praise. “Mamma,” I tried again between giggles, “I’m kidding! It was a joke!”

<<65>> * The love and care of a Godly parent can never be over emphasized, as it's priceless. * ***** ---- Mia ---- I guess I had forgotten about that saying until today when my mom and Dad came over to visit me in the hospital room.. " Mia... " Mom called out tearfully as I ran into her open embrace. " Mom... " I cried too... No words were spoken between us.. as we simply cried. I guess the saying, " Action speaks louder than words " really manifested at that point.

As her head tilted upward, I could see a small streak of tears below her eyes. “I’m okay, Dad”, she said as she wiped the tears away. “You have a new boyfriend?” her dad asked as he sat down again. “Um, yeah, but it’s not very serious, Dad.” “Didn’t you say that you loved him, though?” I teased. Charissa’s head swung away from her dad and stopped when it landed in my direction. As she glared at me, I could see the rage dancing in her caramel eyes. It brought me immense happiness.

“They’re speaking Italian, baby. That’s their language.” Koda’s eyes went round. “Like… magic words?” Nonna laughed through her tears, nodding. “Sì, piccolo. Magic words.” Koda grinned, clutching his toy car tighter. “Can I have more magic words?” he asked, looking up at them with innocent wonder. Nonno’s voice broke as he bent closer. “Ti voglio bene.” (I love you.) The sound was broken, imperfect, but it made Nonna cry harder. She kissed his curls, whispering, “Perfetto.”

“F​o‍r s‍eeing me. For w‌aiting.‍ For not giving up when I‌ gave you every re‌aso⁠n to.” “Thank you fo⁠r coming back‍. For choosi‌ng‌ this.‌ F​or building this life with me.” “I’d do it again‌. All of it. The dis​tance. The fights.‌ The hard pa‌rts. I’d do it all again⁠ to get here‌.​” “Me too.” Ayana’s voice calls from inside. “Mama! I had a ba⁠d dre‍a⁠m!”

Even though I didn't understand the words they used, I was still listening. "Yo también mamá! Te extraño mucho," ("Me too Mom! I miss you so much,") Xenno said to their mother. "Yo también Bebés, los extraño mucho," ("Me too Babies, I miss you so much,") Ana immediately replied. "Qué tal Papá Mamá?! La extrañaste?," ("How about Daddy Mom?! Did you miss her?") Xenna asked her mother. I saw how Ana smiled slightly at Xenna's question.

“You look so gorgeous tonight in that dress. It takes your natural beauty up a notch.” “Thank you, Amelie,” I stated. “You are positively glowing and as fashionable as ever.” “I was just telling her that, Bella,” Mama said. “I looked like a water buffalo when I was pregnant.” “Nonsense,” Papa scoffed, wrapping his arms around Mama’s waist. “You were stunning.” “Sei pieno di merda! (You are full of shit),” Mama replied. I laughed so hard that I snorted. “I know what that means,” Ame giggled.

I was now worried that she will spill all my effort but I was shocked when she opened her mouth “Sabha kujha ṭhīka hai māṁ, basa maiṁ tuhānū labē samēṁ tōṁ nahīṁ dēkhi'ā... Isa la'ī maiṁ tuhānū bahuta yāda karadā hāṁ (Translation everything is fine mother, it’s just I haven’t seen you for long time... that’s why I miss you so much)” Victoria replied

“God, I’m gonna miss you. You were the only one who actually loved me in this hellhole.” I smiled, “We’ll call each other, and I’m sure we’ll still see each other.” “yeah” he muttered I turned around and started the car, lifting my heavy bridal train as I walked. “Wait!” I turned around and saw Mum running down the steps. “You weren’t gonna go without saying goodbye to your mamma, right, Bambina?” I shook my head, tearing up She cupped my face. “I’m going to miss you,” she kissed my forehead, “stai al sicuro ti amo.”

that's the word she heard before she push open the door and she found Umma with Maa on the floor while Abba standing just above the man on wheelchair. "Dad" Abba whispers, his voice held different emotions. "I know it" Maa yells as she turn to face Abba and his Dad, raising her hand to point at them. "I said it 23 years ago, your imbecile kidnap my daughter and made me suffer for 23 years..." She finish the last sentence with her voice breaking. Abba's Dad scoff and said "Your daughter most have seduce him, if not what will my Mahmud ever do with the likes of you".