Aku Hanya Seorang Pendosa Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I know.. It was me. It was me that killed you… But I am a coward to confess! I’m too afraid! They asked us and I didn’t tell them that I was the one who cause your death.. I was quiet… I am not a good friend… Hell, I am not a good person. I don’t deserve life… Kevin…. You have every right to curse me even kill me. I don’t deserve life that I took from you…”

Isadora had already forgotten the pain in her foot. "I am very pitiful," said Isadora sorrowfully. "I thought…I thought you were a kindhearted person. You helped me treat my foot. You are the person my brother likes. You are so tolerant, and you have gone through so many hardships. I thought that you're a kindhearted person. It turns out you also have a prejudice against me and my brother, right? You will put such a label on us for the rest of your life that my brother is a robber and a burglar, right? He had done all evil deeds, so he can’t be forgiven, much less be pitied, right?"

“An envious heart is more dangerous than a raging one.” Now he is hearing Alliah’s words. He game that he stupidly played part into. Agreed for the deal that he is now paying the price and worse with his entire life and eternity. All for that one chance of being free. A chance to like them, a chance to be close to the person that he deeply cares the most. ‘Damn! They are right. Everything that I am into right now is my well deserve punishment.’ His words and hate. All and now blaming himself for the predicament that he ended up into.

What crime she had committed for God to give her so much suffering?She never did bad to anyone, she never hurt anyone, she always earned honestly, never even took a penny from anyone and lived an entire life on her own. What was even her fault? The only mistake she had committed was to fall for this man's dirty plots, for trusting this cunning, manipulative person. Meanwhile Asher was lost in his thoughts

"We are your gods, those who created you and only for us, you exist. They are ungrateful children who fight for attention, as if they were still crawling. The chance has been given, but you don’t deserve it anymore." And without any vision of power, everyone there fell except some and Akiner was one of them. The divine being faced him and approached him. The great wolf showed fear in his yellow eyes, sitting on the ground as someone who could not move. He tried to say something, but words did not come out of his mouth. The divine being touched his forehead and said with a deep voice and without fanfare. "You will wander through this world, just as you did with others and get lost in madness,

She silently asks herself, "What if this is the bad Karma God has restored for me? A delayed one...What if I'm being punished since I tried to seduce one of the priest who swore loyalty to him." "Am I ready for this? Do I really have a stand on this matter?" Khana mumbled. Her heart pounded with guilt, fear, and uncertainty. "Am I being punished for my sins?" she murmured, more to herself than to Serina. Serina’s brow furrowed in concern. "Don’t think like that, Khana. You’re a good person. You’ve made mistakes, but so has everyone. You don’t deserve this." “Do I really not deserve it? A sinister woman who slept with a priest,’ says the back of Khana’s mind.

Ahn asked with a grin. "Dont be stupid. I am not an emotional fool. It isn't anyone's fault what they are born in to. Its their action that make them evil or angel. I can tell that she is innocent in all of this. So, I will still call her an angel. Besides the enemy thing is all in the past. We are all living in harmony now . And..." he paused in the middle of the speech and grinned looking at Ahn. "There is one more and?" Ahn felt uncomfortable by his grin.

Azzua continued, his tone resolute. Mr. Azzua: "You will spend the rest of your life paying for your crimes. I will ensure that justice prevails and that you bear the weight of your actions. Perhaps in the next life, if the heavens have forgiven you, I might consider forgiveness." Ejay's anger flared, and his voice strained with desperation. Ejay: "You can't do this! I'm your son!" Mr. Azzua's expression remained firm, unmoved by Ejay's pleas.

"I'm sorry, Omar. Our baby died because of me. It's all my fault." Omar's brows furrowed in confusion. "What are you saying?" He asked, his voice gentle as he engulfed her in a comforting embrace. "What happened was preordained. It was not your fault or any one else's. It's a trail from Allah, so don't despair. If He so wills, we will have another soon. He gives and He takes." Rashida shook her head vehemently. "You don't understand! Our baby died because of the things I did in the past. Maybe this is Allah's way of making me realize how terrible I am. I'm a horrible person, Omar. I have done despicable things."

"Nothing justifies what they did." "True, but, the world is surrounded by beings who do unjustifiable things, you, for example, are someone who did things that couldn't even define you as a vandal, much less could define you as a man and here you are, boasting of a blameless life, when you and I know that you have so many marks and darkness in your pride, that it can't be seen in the dark." "Aitana, now we are not talking about me, but..."