Novel & Cerita Ang Sabi Ng Mama Mo

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

After I turn five years of age and have my very own phone, I start receiving strange messages every single day. For some reason, the sender keeps referring to me as their mom. At 3:00 am, they send me another message. "Mom, I saw you in my dreams again. The rain is seeping into the attic. My stepmom told me to use a rag to soak up all the water, but the rag is too small. Even though I tried to wipe it up all night, it still wouldn't dry. Mom, I'm so cold and hungry. I miss you so much…" I tilt my head, looking at the rain pouring outside the window. I then earnestly reply, "Don't be scared, sweetheart. Where are you right now? I will bring you something yummy!"

“Mama told me.” That was true. That night, Mama told me a story instead of training. She sat on the edge of my bed, her voice soft, her hair loose around her shoulders. “Once there was a river,” she said. “It wanted to be everywhere at once, It pushed and broke its banks and flooded the land.” “What happened?” I asked. “The land didn’t fight it,” she said. “It shaped paths. Let the water move without destroying everything.” “So the river stopped?” I asked.

Madamdaming sambit ni mama. Bakit kailangan pa niya iyon na gawin? "Bakit ninyo po sinasabi sa akin iyan?" Nagtataka talaga ako. "Dahil ipinaliwanag na niya sa amin lahat ng nangyari..." Si mama ang sumagot. Kita ko ang sinseridad sa kanila pareho ni papa, bawat salita ramdam kong totoo. Pero bakit parang ang dating sa akin, kinokombinse nila ako?

Sabrina kissed the top of his head again, her heart full. "Mama loves you so much," she breathed, the words filled with the depth of all that one must feel. "You are my world." Sabrina held Saben close, her heart full of emotion as she whispered words that had been locked within her heart for so long. "Mama loves you so much," she repeated softly, her voice trembling with the intensity of her love. "You are my world."

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

Thats my Mother, ultimate Ninja. "Opo, Mama," paglalambing ko ulit sabay pisil sa dalwang pisngi niya, "ang ganda talaga ng Mommy ko," "Alam ko kaya nga manang-mana kayo sa akin," ayun, wala na ang galit niya dahil pinuri na ang sarili. Kaya hinila ko na siya papasok ng bahay dahil kahit ako nagugutom na.

Pagkaalis nila ay dumiretso si papa sa kwarto kaya sinundan ko siya. "Are you okay pa?" Tanong ko sa kanya. Nadatnan ko siya na tinitignan ang litrato namin na kasama si mama. We miss her so much. Lumapit ako at niyakap si papa sa gilid. "I just miss your mom. I hope she's happy now," Malungkot na sagot ni papa sa tanong ko. I don't think so pa. If buhay pa si mama, hindi siya masaya na mawalay sa atin ng matagal. I know sobrang tagal na mula ng mawala si mama pero hindi pa rin ako susuko na mahanap si mama.

Hindi ko na alam kung paano ba babawasan. "Mama, puwede po muna kayong umuwi para makapagpahinga. Babantayan ko na lang po si papa dito," sabi ko. Umiling si mama. "Dito na lang muna ako. May pasok ka pa sa trabaho mo, 'di ba? Ako na lang ang magbabantay sa papa mo para hindi ka na maabala."

She muttered, trying to rein in her laugh. "You don't need to worry about me, Mom. Dastien won't let anyone hurt me. Though, he isn't around me." I said. Her laugh died and she released a long sigh, "You won't forget me." Tears appeared in her eyes. "Why would I forget you, Mom? Can a child forget her mother? You're my first sight-love. I don't remember that day when I first saw you. But I love you." I wiped my thumb under her eyes.