Novel & Cerita Cerpen Sayang Jangan Cabar Abang

After listening this voices he opened his eyes with a jerk and fell on his knees and started crying loudly. Cabir pov: I am feeling that someone kept a very big rock on my heart.. I want to die..Why that happened with us..God you did very wrong with us..you destroyed our innocence and happiness..You killed us..When we were good you did very bad with us..Now you are doing good with us because we are bad now.. You should have killed us if you wanted but you destroyed us.. I hate myself and this world and started crying loudly..

Shit! Note: Ok paba itong story? Parang ang boring na no? Comment niyo raw kung anong critics niyo. 7 chapters na lang din kasi, matatapos na ito. Hindi pa ako satisfied sa ending. Hahaha

Please Leave. '''Okay, Don't get angry. I am leaving. I was just here to ensure that what my mind is telling me is right. That My heart is lying and you proved that to me.. Now I a going back and I will never ever bother you. You are a really great person. I wish you a happy life with Him. You chose him there must be a reason. I wasn't good enough for you. Perhaps!!! You are right. I never made a soft corner in your heart for me.. that's why you are so much cruel to me.. '''' ''''Abhi........'''

“Ang ibig mong sabihin hindi na kakailanganin ang tulong ng mga mamamana.?” “Hindi po ganun kamahalan, dahil po’y--“ Hindi na natapos ng isang ninja ang kaniyang sasabihin ng may isa na namang kawal ang dumating na nakasakay sa kabayo, Agad itong bumaba at lumuhod.

( I am not one of those persons who run away ) Kabir fell to his knees in front of Nandita, shocking everyone. "Aunt, please. Give me a chance! Please give me a chance to prove my love! I will be a better person for Adrita! I know whatever I did was wrong but please I want a second chance. I really love her! I can see my mom in you! I lost my family, I am an orphan. I want to have a happy family, I want to get love! Please give me a chance!" Kabir said, joining his hands and crying painfully remembering his family.

Ibrahim we both have already two children after that I get pregnant and agree to gave birth but I suffer from Misscarge.... Because of you Ibrahim I get pregnant again and you what can I say I don't have words Ibrahim I am just done with you..... Ibrahim says jaan I am sorry I agree I didn't say right words to you but I change myself..... Did you forget that in fardan time I ask you to abort the child..... When I heard about your Misscarge I just get angry in anger I say whose words..... Ibrahim you and me both

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