Anal Mama Novels & Stories

And I have good news for you amma! (How are uncle and aunt? And mom I have good news for you) "Oh, nanum unaku oru good news vachirken. Nee mudhala sollu pa enna vishayam nu?" ( Oh, I too have good news for you. But you tell me what is it?) "Amma I got promoted as Team leader" (Amma - mom) Amma was very happy. She was thanking God for my promotion and sharing the news with my uncle and aunt.

Asmy and Aamal but chuckles, Aamal knowing the reason why she said that while Asmy guessing the reason, is her Abba's mother's name, and since Umma and Abba left together it simply means she despise the whole family. "She is the daughter of my very good friend and she is here for a short while so am simply spending sometimes with her" Aamal explain hoping that Maa will buy her story cause the woman is old but she is still smart as hell, you can't easily fool her. Maa turn her gaze at the young girl, there is something compelling about the girl, her smile and the way her eyes wiggles.

Zeenah called again. "Naa'am, (Yes)" Maama answered quickly. But as soon as she looked up and saw Zeenah, her face turned sour, her anger clearly open for everyone to see. "Zeenatu, Allah wadaran haihuwarki! (Zeenatu, woe to the day you were begotten!"

- amara mother laughed at her daughter and son . " Haha ..some habits never gonna change , aren't they .?"- amara father said dotingly .He loves amara ,pampered her a lot . " Mm ..stop that now ..and come on I will prepare something for you all "- amara mother said made her way to the kitchen . Amara didn't left Jor until he whining for back pain . " Baby sis please get down my back is painful ..ah ..not to say about my neck it's throbbing "- Jor whined .

Papa held his tiny cup with two fingers, his pinky speared towards the sky. Momma smiled as she ‘ate' what looked like a plastic waffle covered with real lettuce. Her face glowed with love at the little girl who babbled her way through a lengthy conversation no one could understand. When Momma looked over at us, she smiled wider. "Eden is home." Amara's little face whipped around so fast she got slapped in the face with her own hair. Her dark eyes lit up as she jumped awkwardly to her feet. Soon, she was flying over the courtyard. Her little toddler legs almost blurring, she was moving so fast.

I was about to jump up from my seat when I saw it was Mama. She gently took my hand pulling me towards the couch."Come sit with me, dear." I felt so safe with her. Just being with her made me feel calm and my mind became clear. She picked up a bottle of coconut oil and poured it into a small bowl. She took some in her hand and began massaging my scalp with it. "You know Amara, Kia's Mama died while giving birth to her."Kia's name brought a lump in my throat and I couldn't control my tears. I was shocked. I couldn't believe what she had just told me.

she quivers while enjoying his touch. "You're welcome, pumpkin. We have a lot to share with her. Do what you believe would be best for her and us" he smiles before bending to place a tender kiss on her lips. After enjoying Luther's loveliness, she composes herself and turns to the bed. "My name is Amara and I will be your mama. How about that? Papa is also here. Papa Luther is the best father in the universe" trying to make her voice sound cheerful, she talks to her while she looks up at Luther. Imploring his agreement, which she got when he nods and warmly smiles at her.

Trisha glared at Quinn and looked away from her. "Let's go. We have a lot to talk about" she said, pulling Nate's hand. "I have a guest coming" he said. "Guest? Who is it?" She furrowed her eyebrows. "It's..." "Her name is Betsy. She's going to be his baby mama" "Are you kidding me? Baby what? No woman is going to be my brother's baby mama. It's better he adopt a child than to sleep with that Betsy" Trisha said with disgust all over her face.

Rithanya allowed herself to be enveloped in nature's embrace, a brief moment of respite from the confines of routine. "Watermelons!" Rithanya's exclamation drew Amma's attention. The sight of the piled watermelons arranged like a pyramid was a simple delight that seemed to lift Rithanya's spirits. "We will buy whatever you want," Amma responded with a gentle smile, a testament to her unconditional love and desire to bring joy to her daughter.

She looked sixty but still had this youthful vibrancy about her that showed in the way she walked. Her grey-and-black hair was tucked into a neat bun, and her face showed a slight resemblance to that of a certain billionaire and my sons. Her brown eyes fell on me, and her large smile grew even bigger. “It’s so wonderful to meet the beautiful mother of these adorable little gentlemen.” She threw her arms around me and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, almost choking the life out of me. “I’m Isabelle Romero, but please call me Mamma.” ‘Sheep! It is Dante’s mom. What am I going to do? What am I going to do?’