Buena Niña 소설 & 이야기

The two where walking slowly along the beach. "I heard columbians have a very nice dish I want you to try out as well. It's called Posta Negra Cartagena." "Buena tarde." Vivana greeted a random lady who passed by them. As she had been doing earlier. "You should stop with the greeting. It's embarrassing." Noted Jessica pulling Vivana close to her. "It's not my fault you don't know any Spanish. I'm using my efforts right now." She chuckled running away from Jessica's arms.

Hindi ko akalaing makakapunta ako sa isang lugar na kagaya nito. "Welcome to Aruba, Stimacion." Fauve whispered. Nilahad niya ang kamay niya saka tinulungan akong makababa sa barko. "Bon Bini," bati ng mga tao sa amin. Tumatango naman sa Fauve sa kanila samantalang ako, hindi ko alam kung anong gagawin. "Bon Bini, means welcome. They are welcoming you, love." sabi sa akin ni Fauve habang nakangiti.

This time, Balvina chuckled, which made Monta awkwardly laugh too. “N-not no-rmal?" Bal said, poking her nose again shyly. “No! Definitely not, dear Luna. That only means you are amazing and exceptional. Please know that there's a woman who is completely envious of you; Monta is her name.” Monta wiggled her brows and began fixing Bal’s hair and dress. “Focus, Luna Bal. Everything about you is amazing. So you don't have to worry about anything.” Balvina softly chuckles and fixes Monta’s hair too.

An Arabian lady who washed her hands next to me just talked to me, I bet she’s in the same age as Lena. “Mmm, Alanza Baheera, you can call me Zaza or Z. Do you need some help?” She literally introduces herself to me. “Huk, huk… I’m okay” I respond then I rinse my mouth after. “Are you sure?” She asks. “Yeah, I’m alright. I’m gonna back to my bunk now” I say as I wipe my mouth. “Let me walk you home” She takes my hand and places my arm on her shoulder.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

Gupta Happy Women's day, my dear beauties! There will be another update, it's a double update day <3 (in an hour or two)

The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw Axel. —Daddy! Daddy! She let go of the teacher's hand and hugged her father. Axel took her in his arms; she kissed him on the cheek. It was a very touching scene. Axel approached the teacher and talked to her, he said goodbye to her as did the little girl; Axel and the little girl approached Alicia. —Hello. The little girl said to Alicia. —Hello, baby, I'm Alicia, what's your name? —Gema. The little girl responded timidly and then hid in Axel's arms.

Lena was about to protest when a young woman came into us. “Hi, I’m looking for Sir Roland. I’m the new waitress,” The woman said with a bright smile. She’s beautiful with her brown hair and a heart-shaped face, and captivating beauty. She’s wearing black pants and a white polo shirt, and my eyes caught at the gold brouch placed on the right side of her collar. “Quién te envió aquí?” I ask the woman in Spanish. (Who sent you here?) She bows down her head. “Lo Siento, señorita.”

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.