Angrily Sentence Novels & Stories

He looked at me and now, he's glaring at me angrily. My heart started to pound so fast. I almost took a step backwards. Parang pinagsisihan ko na nagbato ako ng tingin sa kanya. Matagal ko nang hindi nakita ang pares ng mga mata na 'yon dahil hindi ko sya nagagawang tingnan sa mata. He looks angry. Really angry. Have I done something wrong again?

“Ano Mr. Choi, kaya ko pa naman makipagsiksikan, at halata namang kailangan nila na makabili kaagad dahil may dahilan sila kung bakit nagmamadali.” “Paano ka? Hindi ka ba nagmamadali? Sa tingin mo ba hindi pa gutom ang pamilya mo? Ikaw? Yang dinadala mo? F*ck! Talaga bang hilig mo nang magpaubaya na lang?” Umangat ang paningin ni Angie sa akin. At tumulo ang luha niya sa kanyang pisngi. Ngunit kinaya niyang ngumiti sa harapan ko habang umiiyak. Goddammit.

His eyes blazed with fury, his jaw clenched, his anger barely contained. “Oh, come on,” he spat, his voice tight with frustration. “I don’t like you. In fact, I never did.” Tumawa ako. “Really? Well then, say that to my face,” I challenged, my voice firm, my tone unwavering. “Look me in the eyes and say it.” He hesitated, his gaze wavering, his anger momentarily replaced by a flicker of something else, something I couldn’t quite decipher. Then, he stepped back, his expression hardening, his eyes losing the playful glint. His voice was cold, devoid of emotion.

“ Catherine, hindi ka ba nagiisip. Hindi mo ba na isip na baka isa na naman sa mga plano niya na ilapit ka niya sa kanya” This is the first time I see him this angry at me. Saying a sentence without respect. “ Oo, sabihin na natin na maaaring magkasangga kayo ngayon dahil iisa ang goal niyo yun ay mahanap ang may pakana ng aksidente ng magulang niyo. Tapos, pagkayari non?. Iiwan ka na lang niya dahil tapos na siya na gamitin ka. Tapos ano? Iiyak ka na naman. Masasaktan ka na naman “

may diing tanong ko. I can feel the anger that runs to my system. I really can't believe this guy! How could he makes such decision without informing me first? "Are you mad?" tanong nito sa isang mahinahong tinig. I gkared at him. "Malamang!" singhal ko na siyang ikinagulat niya. May napatingin pa ngang mga tao sa amin. Kasi naman! Nakakainis talaga siya!

"You look beautiful when you're angry." Sure, I'm angry, leche siya! ​"Shut up!" Hinampas ko ang desk niya. "Ang kapal ng mukha mong mag-send ng email na 'yun at ipakita ang sarili mo sa anak ko! You’re crossing the line, Mr. Alcantara!"

His eyes were so filled with spite, anger, and resentment, that it almost brought me to my knees. I felt anger through Armando Teng’s eyes, and if looks could kill, I would have been dead.

Nagtama ang mga mata namin ni Axl. His bloodshot eyes told me that he's been sleepless. His jaw clenched, his brooding dark eyes told me that he's been angry, really angry. Ramdam ko ang bigat ng hangin sa loob ng silid, kahit kaming dalawa lang ay ramdam ko agad ang nagdidilim niyang mukha. Pinisil ko ang kamay niya para maagapan iyon. "Kagigising ko lang, galit ka nanaman agad?" Biro ko at sinubukan tumawa pero sa huli ay naubo lamang.