Bahasa Inggris Adikku Novels & Stories

Food is the answer to all of life’s problems. “I told them you were finding the language a challenge and yes, they both speak fluent American, they’re British, English, I think.” Arry is digging into his food, his feet under the table on either side of mine so we play footsie and tangle our limbs instinctively, and I sigh.

I cooed him. "Good morning mama!" He hugged me. "Como estas, mi hijo?" "Muy bien mama" He smiled, sitting on the chair. "Stop with the Spanish! you know I don't understand." Ella yelled, playfully. "Analdabeto.." Adam muttered. "OHH!" I laughed so bad. "What did he say?" She asked me sternly. I continued laughing. "H-He s-said i.l..lit..erate." I laughed way harder. She looked at me angrily and then looked at Adam and then laughed so hard.

I grab my phone from my bag and bring it to my ear, “hey baby I miss your voice.” “You having fun baby?” “Maybe are all the guys with you?” “No, I kicked them out so we could talk, they know what’s going on though.” “Oh okay, I am not sure how I am doing so far. Any tips?” “You are doing great baby, although I am really glad we had our microphone on mute, ‘vag drag’ had the lads pissing themselves.” “Well, you know how much I enjoy making friends.” “I do, the English accent is making my cock hard, you may have to talk like that all the time.”

I shouted from the other side of the door. "Yes ma!" that is definitely Bola. We prayed and went back to sleep didn't even have breakfast, guess we'll be having brunch. "Aburo mi, bawo ni?" I heard my cousins voice all the way from my room. "I'm good aunty, " I heard a masculine deep voice talking in Brits "Gosh you're much taller than the last time, making me look like your baby sis, " Then they both laughed "C'mon sit down let me get something for you "My cousin said going back to her Brits english. She has disturbed my sleep I might as well go and see the person downstairs.

(Translation: Because mom and I are the best. I groan. "That's a very tacky move. I need to practice my Spanish more to catch up." Both of them laughed. "Don't worry dad. I will teach you Spanish because hablo mejor que tú." She grins at me. (Translation: I speak it better than you.) I playfully pouted. "English, por favor." Beatriz laughs. "That's the only Spanish word you know dad. You always say that." I laughed. "I am excellent in Spanish." I boasted.

She said, and I nodded. “Nu, dorogaya, yesli est' chto-to, chto ty sobiraesh'sya uznat' obo mne, eto to, chto ya gotovlyu svoi zavtrak. Poetomu, pozhaluysta, skazhi mne, gde kuhnya.” Well, darling, if there is something that you are going to learn about me, it is that I make my own breakfast. Therefore, please, do tell me where the kitchen is. I said, taking all the girls off guard. “Russia is my mother country, and I speak in English, it is because I have British, but that does mean that I have forgotten who I am. Now, if you will be kind enough to give me the directions, or I shall show myself around until I have found it.”

Mamá will explain everything and the annoying voice will eventually stop. ‘Ha. News flash, dude. Mom never said that I’d stop talking to you. Let’s quickly purchase these ingredients and go home. I want to eat that chocolate cake mom bakes. It’s delicious.’ He mumbled. ‘How do you know? You started talking a couple of days ago?’ ‘Yes, I woke up a few days ago, but I’ve been with you since… forever.’ The voice elaborated. ‘Why are you talking in English?’ I asked, intrigued that the voice kept blabbering in a foreign language.

“I’ll call you tomorrow around taking Toni out some time recently I leave.” She embraced him farewell and took her time making it into the house. When she come to the moment floor her sister’s entryway squeaked open. “Isa?” She went to her. “Why aren’t you asleep?” “Please don’t take off me here alone with them again.” “What happened?” “They’re unpleasant. Tibet as it were talks French—but I know she’s familiar in English—and Daddy demands I talk her dialect, since she’s our visitor. At that point she has the nerve to redress my elocution. And Daddy keeps making comments almost my weight.”

My child studies at a university. I stared at him for a full second, then broke into a laugh. He laughed alongside me, making extra mocking remarks about how I said ‘realize’ instead of ‘know’ like the uneducated. I smiled as I refrained from telling him uneducated people barely knew a lick of english, much less those words. “Nni adigo!” Papa yelled excitedly. Food is ready. I chuckled lightly as I stepped into the kitchen, but my smile completely disappeared once I was in there.

Hello readers. Hope you all are fine. I am taking a day off from writing, today. So I promise, you will get regular updates tomorrow onwards. Fumigation with a kid is not an easy task. I am sorry to make you all wait but i hope you all will understand. I need to clear few things. 1) English is not my first language so please if you find any gramatical mistakes. Kindly ignore. I do try to edit it several times before posting but then I am a human. :-( (And this human loves you all.)