Abba Mamma Mia Words Novels & Stories

I smiled and hugged her. “Gracias abuela (Thank you, grandma)” “You've left home too long now sweetheart,” Alba said to me. Don't you think it's time you went back?” “Tired of your daughter already, mom?” I teased. She cupped my face in her hands and kissed both my cheeks. “Nunca me cansaría de tener a mi pequeña cerca (I would never be tired of having my little girl around)” I smiled. “Lo sé mamá (I know, Mom)” I said with a small sigh. “I just... I just had to get away for a while.”

“You know, the first word she should learn is Mama, not Nonna.” Her mother glared at her and scoffed, “The first word you learnt was Papa, so shut up.” Video 47: First Montessori race (Age: 3 years) “Show the medal to Nonna.” Bella was the one holding the camera and shuffling it between Alessia and her mother. “Tell her how Mama and Alessia won the race today.” “You won.” Helena Rossi crouched and opened her arms for her granddaughter. “Aw, my baby.”

Baba's face lighted up with sheer joy, and she had recalled him asking her if there was anything she needs. Maama was also not left behind. She had raced to the room when Baba had told her and had asked Zeenah if that was true. Zeenah had ducked her head down and nodded in response. "Alhamdulillah (to God be the glory)," Maama had said "I'm so happy that you've finally decided to give your love a chance, Zeenatu. May Allah continue to bless you in folds, and may you always and forever be happy, beautiful."

“Oh stop being silly mom.” “You are beautiful, Mia. So don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.” Arabella added. Mia giggled at her mother’s comment. "Now there it is, that smile is what I want to be stuck on your pretty face from now on. Do not let anyone take that from you. Please let your beauty glow from within baby." She pulled Mia in for a warm embrace. "I love you mom." Mia murmured into her bosom. "I love you more pumpkin and always remember your father loved you more than life itself before his death. Do not doubt our love for you. And I am certain your man would also love you the same baby."

she continued. "Feeling our ears with moans and head with nasty kind of imagination." Isabella supported them in teasing me. "Se non smettete di stuzzicare il mio bambino, vi sculaccerei tutti." (If y'all don't stop teasing my baby, I will spank every one of you.) Mama warned although she wasn't serious about it. "Mama, your baby was fucked through and through yesternight" Martina teased further, I was so embarrassed that I buried my head in Pablo's chest...

After a while, they heard the baby babble. "Mama, Mama. Dada, Dada." A second later, a heavy moaning sound rattled the speakers. Julian and Mia's excitement automatically grew. “What is it, Little Prince?” Gabriella asked hoarsely. “Juyan … Miya …” Once again, the moaning sounded low. "What's wrong with them? Do you miss Uncle and Auntie?” "Do you want to call them now?" Gabriella asked as she got up from her lying position. "Where's my cell phone?" she muttered.

Holy motherf*cking angels! "I'm not praising you. Don't be misled, braggart." He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "B-braggart?" She incredulously reiterated. She even had to fight the urge not to roll her eyes. The nerve! She was sure the mofo was teasing her, deliberately hitting a nerve. Ira even waved his hand upright as if his words won't cut through her. "It's not that I'm insulting you or what. I'm trying to entertain you, Chloe."

I heard the toddler voice of the twins their first word, thier first word is 'mumma'. And after calling her one to two times they both start crying suddenly missing her in mid at night. "Hey babies..... Your Dadda is here, why are you crying?" I said to them picking both in my arms. "Mama,mama..mamma" they said mumma again and again crying badly. "What magic spell you've done on my kids Anshika? Why you do this and leave?" I whispered. 'did she leave on her own or you behave like a jerk with her?' said my inner voice.

Arabella stroked her tummy lovingly then after a while, she released a smile. “Baby, I will take care of you. You don’t need to worry. Mommy will love you forever. I promise you that we will be happy forever. I am excited to see you so please be healthy. I will do all my best to protect you. I love you…” Arabella whispered to her baby. “Mommy loves you forever.” She added with tears dripping down again from the corners of her eyes. She could not control it. She became very emotional and her tears were just so cooperative to dance with her emotions.

Mama came running out of the house in a frenzy, though I had just seen her a few months ago; she looked worn for wear. Her peppered black hair, now a solid grey. Her sparkling crystal eyes now a dull blue. Losing Papa must have taken a toll on her. I opened the door to greet her with equal excitement. She grabbed me up, hugging me for dear life. "Figlia mia, Cuore Mio." Tucking my hair behind my ear, she bent down and kissed me atop of my head. "Siete voi davvero voi, grazie al cielo."