Ane Wa Yan Mama Novels & Stories

Kaya ang kamay niya naiwan sa ere. Nakita ko ang mukha nito na parang matatae na sa pagpipigil ng tawa mayamaya lamang ay naramdaman ko na lamang ang hawak nitong sandok na tumama sa noo. "Ayan, kaka W*****d mo yan," nagtaka ako sa sinabi ni Mama. Anong kinalaman ng w*****d sa sinabi ko? "Dahil sa w*****d kung anu-ano na pumapasok diyan sa kukute mo," nag-loloading parin ako sa pinagsasabi ni Mama.

That's what he thinks of me now, a useless mother and wife I just closed my eyes, I had been crying and facing the laptop because of what I was reading 'Useless wife' 'Hahaha just don't know how to cook? ' 'Asan language te? ' 'Kawawa si kino' 'You're mine, I know everything' 'Useless wife' 'Separate that' 'Annulment na oi, don't waste your time with such a person' 'We have many more kino for you to choose from' 'What did you feed someone and poisoned you?

You know what I was too? Fucking pissed. "Mama, what is it at all that you wanted to tell me that couldn't wait till morning?" I angrily asked sitting up and reaching for a pillow so I could hug it. She plopped down on my bed, an expressive look in her eyes. Mama's eyes were blue like mine even though we were black, a condition called Waardenburg Syndrome. She cleared her throat noisily and that apparently drove me up the wall. "Oh, get on with it already mama." I snapped at her angrily. She'd have usually gone all defensive on my ass but it was like she could tell I was extremely upset.

She was no where to be seen when Wang Yi-An needed her mother the most. “An-An… I hope you know how I felt as well, I…” Mother Wang eyes began to tear up, she wanted to hold back her tears, and Wang Yi-An could see that. “I know mom.” Usually should would call her mommy, but hardly mom, and rarely ever mother. Wang Yi-An loves to call her mother mommy, because she felt comfortable. But when Mother Wang heard her daughter called her, ‘mom’. She knew that Wang Yi-An was mad at her. “An-An, if you’re mad at me just say it. Please…”

And Amanah looked around the room before she whispered softly under her breath, "They were doing the mind link talking thing again," she breathed before she clapped her hands and looked at my mom. “So, Ma. What were you saying about the tea?” Amanah asked my mother, and I cocked my head to the side. “Since when do you call her Ma?” I asked as I sat down before them with Willow. Amanah turned her body slightly away from us. I could literally feel her anger radiating off her. “Since I told her to. She’s my child now,” my mother said as a matter of fact, basically telling me to shut up.

"Mama ko. Hindi mo Mama." "Ganun din 'yun. Malay mo maging tayo naman sa huli, e 'di ang Mama mo magiging Mama ko na rin." wika nito. Hindi ko naman binigyang pansin ang sinabi niya at iniba ko nalang ang tingin ko at pinagmasdan ang aming campus.

A⁠Y‍ANA: “Ti​red. My mo⁠uth st‍ill hurts. But‌ J⁠j​ajja​ is telling me stories about wh‍en D⁠add‌y was⁠ litt‌le‍ an‌d got into⁠ trou‍ble.” MAMA GRACE: (ap​p⁠earing o​n screen) “He wa⁠s a ter⁠ror. Clim⁠bed everyth⁠i‌ng​, brok​e everything, ‍ worrie⁠d me. Constantly”​ AM⁠ON:⁠ “‌Mama, you're ruining my repu​tation.​” AYANA: (‌giggling—the sound precious and rare) “Tell m‍e more, Jjajja!”

“Good morning, ma.” “Good morning.” Marsha replied. She took some steps and stood in front of Anna, who fixed her eyes on her laptop screen and was pressing the keyboard non-stop. “Hey!” Marsha raised her voice. She looked around and discharged a deep breath to control herself. She lowered her voice and call. “Anna, are you blind?”

palusot ko Tumango namam sya bilang sagot. Di kalayuan ay nakita ko ang isang pigura na babae na mataman na nakatingin sa amin ni Wade "Si mama" bulong nya pero narinig ko pa rin Bigla akong nanlamig sa hindi malaman na dahilan. Ayokong gumawa ng eskandalo dito sa harap ng maraming tao, kaya aalisin ko na sana ang pagkakaakbah sa akin ni Wade, pero hindi sya nag patinag

"kahit sobrang sakit." "Shhh, darling i'm sorry too. Sorry kung wala si mama habang nasasaktan ka." tumango na lamang si Yesha. Hindi siya humihiwalay sa yakap ng kaniyang mama. Pakiramdam kasi niya ay gumagaan ang lahat. "M-ma," "Hmm?" "Uwi na tayo sa atin..."