Abba Mamma Mia Words Novels & Stories

Lori yells almost deafening our ear drums. My mum don't act like causal mums. They just have to act like high school kids. One time when the kids in high school were using abbreviations to talk like 'ttyl' 'brb' and all other shits. Then I got home one day and mum was like ' hey pybotcacoh '. Wtf I was like huh?. She then said ' put your bag on the couch and come over here '. I was like mum you are a disgrace to social media and it's true, she was a disgrace to social media.

I know it but I still chose to stay silent as I wanted to hear her. "Masi" She smiled a little. "And do you know the meaning of the word Masi?" I shook my head lightly. "Masi is made up of two words Ma and si. Ma means mother and si (jaisi) means like. So Masi means like a mother" I released a breath that I don't know I was holding for so long. Her words made my heart to leap a beat. "And when the word mother is attached in our relationship than I would do anything in my control to save his life"

Bacha ma culo – kiss my ass Bastardo - bastard Cagacazzo – lame ass dumb Capeesh – understood Cazzo – dick, like Americans use the word fuck Che palle – what balls Maria’s favorite phrase Che te pozzino ammazza – you shall be butchered Chi non va non vede, chi non vede non sa e chi non sa se lo prende sempre in culo - if you don’t go you won’t see, if you don’t see you won’t know, if you don’t know you’ll take it in the ass every time Cretino – idiot Cuando l’amico chiede, non v’è domani - when a friend asks, there is no tomorrow Cuore Mio – my heart Dio cane – goddammit Dio santo – oh my God Il mio tesoro – my treasure Ma' Don - surprise Manache – oh hell Mannaggia tua – shit damn Mia figli

I hate seeing her like this. “Mia, you will never understand you are still too young.” “Mom, I'm 18, I know right from wrong, and this is wrong. Dad does not love us. If he loved us, he would never treat us like this. This… this is not love mom this is… I don’t know even what this is. Do people even have a word for this kind of living. Haven’t you had enough mom?”

Fatima kissed her mother's hand respectfully. "Come in, Mother," said Fatima. “Umi ndugi pundi?”(Mother, where have you been?). Niki sinten, Umi?(And who is this, Mother)” said Fatima to Umi. Axelina who didn't know what they were talking about. She chose to remain silent.

—crossed his features, showing a rare glimpse of emotion: "Even you think that way?" The words were soft, almost wounded. Through my tears, I asked the question that had haunted me for years: "I just want to know what you said." I stepped closer to him, close enough to see the flecks of gray in his eyes. "What words could be so powerful that they drive people to die rather than live with them?" I remembered Mom's final moments—how she looked at me with the same terror as Ethan, then turned and ran. How her legs pumped frantically as she raced toward the silver pit.

“Throwing yourself on Matt at the slightest opportunity.” I watched her burn with anger as her voice beamed back, “Point of correction Ella, it's not Matt, it's Doctor Matt, add some respect.” Maggie’s eyes narrowed, a sinister smirk curling at the corners of her lips. “Oh, sweetie,” she drawled, her voice dripping with mock pity, “you still haven’t moved on, have you? Still stuck in the past, holding onto grudges that don’t matter anymore. It’s almost... pathetic.”

Hearing Emma's explanation, Anamika was lost for words. "You two," Emma sighed, "You love him but can't tell him, he loves you but he also can't say it, like… I have no words for you both." Anamika took a deep breath, "Indeed, he's stupid," they both laughed out loud. "Ah, talking about this reminded me of your family... Mika," she paused. "I know that you know that… your mom is sick." Anamika stayed silent for a long time. She called a servant and ordered a glass of drink.

Luciano withdrew his gaze and bowed deeply to Paolo in a respectful manner. He was Paolo's perfect underboss but always overshadowed, like a sapling struggling under the shade of a towering, decaying tree. Luciano got to his feet, while the pretty Tanya smiled at him and bowed a little, revealing her neck. "Luciano, meet your Madre, Tanya Nice." Paolo was already in his 50s, but this young lady… Luciano almost felt as if Paolo wanted to draw the excess energy and vitality from the young girl beside him just to sustain his own aging life.

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.