Novel & Cerita Can I Court You Tagalog

) Saad nito sabay turo sa malaking bundok na'to. Everytime na maaalala ko ang sinabing 'yon ng ali kanina, di ko mapigilang mapailing-iling na lamang. Still unable to understand that alien language one bit. But one thing is for sure, Bisaya ang mga katagang 'yon. The dialect that Mindanaoan uses here. Good thing the bastard del Fuero had able to understand them so we were able to get this direction. This goddamn direction. Again, a loud exhausted sigh escaped from my mouth when I thought about it.

Pero paano? “You can speak tagalog too?” naitanong na lang ni Euphie upang hindi magduda sakaniya ang dalawa. “Well. I've been living here in the Philippines with Leonard for three years. I always think that I'm obliged to learn since it's their own language and Besides, I also think that speaking tagalog is the only way to communicate with others. So yes. I do speak tagalog. Pero kaunti lang..” sabay kindat niya.

I ask. "Who said you're not?" Why does his Tagalog sound so sexy too?

Isa iyon sa hindi ko gustong mangyari, lalo na’t natatakot akong malayo ang loob nila sa akin. “Lola is that me-meryen–What is it po, momma?” Busangot na nakatingin sa akin si Zevria. Hirap na hirap, kahit naman kinakausap ko sila ng Filipino na language. Ang lagi pa rin naman nilang kalaro ay mga taga rito, kaya laging nasasapawan ang tinuturo ko. “Mer…yen…da.” Dahan-dahan kong bigkas. “Meryenda.”

Inis kong tanong sabay turo sa sarili ko. Ba't bigla-bigla nya nalang akong tinatawag na bitch?! Inaano ko ba sya! "What? No! What I mean is do you like beach?" "Do I like bitch? DO I LIKE BITCH?? Abay gagu ka ba? At sino namang baliw ang gusto ng bitch ha!" Pasigaw kong saad sakanya. "Gosh ang bingi nya sobra." "Beach like dagat in tagalog Ms. Vee! Gets mo po ba huh??"

This is a confusing question. "Money. Here!" I said and took one hundred and twenty from my pocket. I showed it to him. "This thing you call money?" It's a raised eyebrow. "Yes, this is money. In Tagalog, we call this 'pera'. If you don't have this, you'll die of hunger." "P-era." He said money in Tagalog. "Wow! Cool! When I say 'money'." He spoke in English and was very happy when he said the money correctly.

It's a good thing he didn't see us, otherwise he wouldn't believe what I'm saying right now. "You tell me it was Will you will really follow." He said coldly. I felt goosebumps with the way he talks in Tagalog, it's obvious that he's used to English and not used to Tagalog. His tagalog is so sexy to hear. "That's not true, Sir! I needed to wash my self! Where would I go if not to the restroom, right?!" I said sarcastic and my voice became loud. "Are you shouting at me ?!" He asked angrily.

“Since you said that we look alike with your sister who hasn’t been found yet, I agree, sir, to… to pretend to be your mother’s daughter and your sister, sir.” “Call me, kuya!” “Huh?” “Starting from now, call me kuya to get used to it, until you accept that I’m your brother and mommy and daddy for my parents.” “Sir-” “Kuya, Unique Legaspi. Call me… kuya,” he said with difficulty.

"Who wants to be pregnant? I'm already poor-adding a baby is the last thing I need. I'd rather enjoy being alone while I still can-" "Are you a kidnapper, miss?" "YES-what?!" My eyes shot back to his face, finding his brow drawn tight with confusion. Is this man mad? Wait-how does he speak English and Tagalog so well? Could he be a spy sent by another country to invade the Philippines?