Bangongot Novels & Stories

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So we chose a booth next to the window and sat down, waiting for the menu. Soon, the old grumpy waitress returned, holding a small notepad and a pen, looking at us, waiting for our order. “Wait, no menu?” Kara asked, raising one eyebrow. “Nope. Just soup and hamburgers. So, what’s it gonna be?” she replied quickly, gazing at us both. “Hamburgers,” We replied in unison. “Hamburgers it is,” She numbly mumbled, writing on her notepad, then turned around and left.

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Then… Bang.

Orion That night, my phone buzzes, pulling me out of the quiet that settled in after my call with Nero and Aeron. I don’t recognize the number, but something in my gut tells me to answer. “Yeah?” I growl, my voice low, not in the mood for whatever this is. “Orion.” The voice on the other end is shaky, barely recognizable. But I know it’s him. Zane. I freeze, my grip on the phone tightening. “What the fuck do you want?”

"Mmhh... Byan..." ***

Not so many nights were as tranquil and filled with merriment as this one in this ancestral house in Makati. There was soft music in the air, drinks were passed around and nice people mingled to celebrate Tommy’s grandma’s birthday. JC had been busy socializing with Tommy’s old folks, kowtowing to each and every one of them. It was a big family house in Forbes Park, a residential area in the center of town.

Ricky scowled, "Jino won't put his hearing aid because of this. We are not fan of guns." "You were saying about Circle." Neal stated, suddenly remembering about their conversation and how it went to tattoos. "Oh yeah! So...we Rendells kind of works like pack." Ricky started, "Hunter is what we can call an Alpha where Kaiden is beta, second in command. And my brother is delta, third in command and we are the warriors." Ricky continued when he found Neal listening intently, "See that ponytail over there?" he pointed at a black haired guy, leaning against a van, his shoulder length beautiful hair tied behind.

(Bang or Abang is a nickname for a brother or elder brother or husband). "You don't have to worry about this kid! Then he gets a big head!" He glared back at Alif. "There is evidence that at this age, there is still no result of unemployment! It's not clear to go abroad, you never send money. Eh, now you don't even bring anything back! What a fool you are! What have you done in Batam? Sweep the bridge with your hair?" Babe Rojali just kept babbling. Alif becomes discouraged and upset.