Bunso Umalis Si Mama の小説・ストーリー

"Now you know why I am doing this, right? Just because I don’t live here anymore means that I don’t give a damn to the things you do outside this house. I care for all of you and if something happens, how would I feel about it?" When I questioned them, they looked like kids being scolded by their mother. They’re all grown-ups but they were a walking disaster! At their age, they were so stubborn. When our mom died, they promised to listen to me at all times. "Dad, can you talk to Cassie? I think she’s enjoying tormenting us," Marcus complained. "Enough! You should all be grateful that she still cares for us. She’s not just your sister, but the next Luna of our pack," Dad scolded him.

The bus stopped, and she rushed out as fast as she could, heading two her house which was about two minutes away. On getting home, she saw two black heavily tinted cars parked outside her house. There were two hefty men dressed in all black standing beside each car, and she began to get scraped. The plate number of the car read “Big Boss”, and that was all she needed to know. Someone from the biggest mafia in the city, “The Shadow Empire” is here. But, what could be the affiliation of her family with them? She dashed inside to see her father and mother kneeling in front of an unknown man, who was holding a pistol.

"Tam, George just has temporary amnesia. He doesn't remember you right now, but didn't you love playing with him? Why don't we wait a few days? Maybe his memory will come back." Mom scoffed loudly in my head. "What nonsense! In your past life, that little girl from the Rogers family tore your favorite bow. You barely said anything, yet George locked you outside. "You stood in the rain for so long you almost got sick. In the end, it was that Muller boy who came looking for you with an umbrella. He kept saying 'what a hassle', but still draped his coat over you." Hearing that, something in my chest tightened. I didn't understand why Mom kept talking about the "past life", but every word weighe

Marta washed her tangled red hair with a gentle, practiced hand, treating her with a tenderness Rosalie hadn't experienced since childhood. "You feel like the warmth of a mother. I've never experienced it, but I think it feels like this." Rosalie said softly. A faraway look in her eyes as she recalled how her mother always loved and pampered Carolina, but not once ever passed a smile to Rosalie. "You're too kind, my lady," Marta said with a sad smile. She could feel the sadness in Rosalie's voice.

he smiled and nodded his head rishi : thank you mom mom : how sweet you are me : maa what about me mom : now my son is sweet not you me : dadda where are you dad : here princess me : mom is saying iam not sweet anymore she said rishi is her son dad : let it be princess you are always my princess I pulled my tongue out and teased mom she said "you wait let me teach you a lesson" I ran out and started running here and there I went near aunt ishi and hided behind her mom also came near me

Walang ambag? Kaya wala 'tong jowa eh! Hindi lang masungit, tamad din. "Ikaw na." Tugon niya. Tumingin ako kay mama, nanghihingi ng tulong. Favorite ako nitong si mama, eh. "Siya na ang nagluto, Kel!" Lihim akong napangiti. "Ikaw na..." Pilit pa niya. "Bigyan kita pera."

She stood there lost in thoughts wondering who the call was from and didn't hear her daughter calling "Mum....mum...mum..." Riley called but there was no reply. She went to her mum and patted her on the back. Rosita got startled and turned to face her daughter "Mum..., is everything alright." she asked "Yes....., Sweetheart." she answered "Mum, are you sure? she asked " Yes dear, let's go have your breakfast so that I can take you to school. The bus has already left." she replied and they left to have breakfast.

"What would I do without you, Mia? Honestly, thanks for coming over to watch the kids at such short notice." I smiled, a wane one. "You know I'd do anything for you and for them." She sat up tiredly. "Okay, what's wrong?" I looked at her in confusion. "What are you talking about?" "Usually, my appreciation of your services will unleash funny Mia... not this melancholic shell of a person." I laughed, groaning slightly. "Oh, God, no. Mama is the one with the multiple personalities... please don't try to insinuate that I have those too."

she yells and winks at me. “What’s a bitch?” Curious Melinda asks out of nowhere. “Mum’s mother,” Miranda answers. Sienna laughs out and I glare at her. “Oh, a bitch is someone in jail,” Melinda mumbles thoughtfully. “Does that make mum’s dad a dog? He is in jail too,” Melinda asks. “Enough of the question Melinda,” Malcolm says. He takes my hand and pulls me away from Sienna and the twins. His lips met mine in a slow and passionate kiss, filled with promises of the future that lay ahead of us.