Novel & Cerita Cry In Silence Quotes

' Hindi ko na alam. Ang hirap na naman huminga. Palagi na lang. Bakit kasi gano'n? I cried in silence in the dark. Ang mahinang iyak ko lang maririnig sa buong silid. Masakit sa dibdib, sa ilong, sa lalamunan, sa ulo, at lahat-lahat na.

“You lost the right to care when you chose your pride over us.” Bumigat ang hangin. Hindi ko alam kung paano lalabanan ‘yung totoo. Kaya tumango na lang ako. “Then let me care from a distance.” Tumalikod na ako. Pero bago ko tuluyang iwan ang pinto, narinig ko ‘yung mahinang boses niya. “Adrian… distance doesn’t heal what silence keeps breaking.” Hindi ko alam kung paano siya sinasaktan nang ganito — pero masakit ‘pag alam mong tama siya.

[Kalix—1st POV] I’ve always believed that silence was my weapon. But lately, it feels more like a curse I brought upon myself. I didn’t say goodbye when I left. I didn’t leave a letter. I couldn’t. Not when her face still haunted me at night. Not when every sound of our daughter laughing echoed like a gunshot inside my chest. I told myself I was doing the right thing—again. To protect them. To end this. But the truth?

Ani Luther sa seryosong tinig habang nilalapatan ng cold compress ang mata ko. Dahil sa nakapikit ako ay bawat magsasalita siya ay dinadampian niya ng halik ang labi ko. Hindi ko maiwasan ang magtirik ng mata dahil sa ginagawa niya. "Alam mo ba na crying is good" bulong ko habang nakapikit. "I know that pero masakit makita na yung taong mahal mo ay umiiyak ng dahil sa taong nirerespeto mo..." mahabang litanya niya at muli na namang nagdampi ng halik sa labi ko.

“Hinahatid lang niya ako.” I took a sip of my drink, staring at the table. Because sometimes, silence is louder than words. And sometimes, the things left unsaid hurt more than any truth ever could. Because sometimes, silence is louder than words. And sometimes, the things left unsaid hurt more than any truth ever could. “I told you,” Reese said, leaning back in her chair with a smug little smile, “his friends are better choices.” I rolled my eyes and waved her off, forcing a laugh. “Stop it. Yuri is way better, Reese.”

mapait akong napangiti at ramdam ko pa rin ang pagdaloy ng luha sa mga mata ko. “Hanggang comment lang naman ang mga siraulong iyan. Talented ka, Crysaline. Loveable ka. You deserve all the recognition and blessings that you are receiving right now. Pinagpaguran mo lahat ‘yan. Panigurado naman na mga insecure at walang magawa sa buhay ang mga bashers na ‘yan kaya huwag mo ng pansinin.” sabi ni Ate Chaena at kita ko ang lungkot sa mga mata niya.

I unwittingly make an insulting glare at her. “Oh my God! Hindi ko alam na gan'yan pala kakitid ang utak mo.” “I dunno. Maybe." Tumahimik sya at humalukipkip. “See? Silence means yes!” medyo tumaas ang boses ko na pinagsisihan ko when she suddenly shrieked in her high-pitched tone. “Arrgh!!! Silence means I don’t give a fuck. Kung ‘yan ang iniisip mo, isipin mo na lang nang isipin.”

Ngayon niya napagtanto na sa gilid pala siya ng kama nahagis no'ng lalaki kanina. "Anyone. . . I-Is anyone out there?" She tried to call for someone, but the silence was complete. There was nothing else that could be audible apart from her own breathing. That was why she was shrewd enough to know that, wherever she was, crying out for help would be futile. Still, she never ceased in pleading to free her. "Pakiusap. M-Maawa kayo. Palabasin ninyo na ako dito!" Her voice echoed throughout the room. And, again, she got nothing—not even a single response. She wanted to get up, but her frail frame impeded her. She felt anguish with every movement she made.

Ngunit wala siyang sinabi. “Silence means consent,” bulong ni Marga habang muling ibinaling ang tingin kay Zephaniah. “You’re not to blame.” Para sa batang halos lamunin na ng hiya, ang mga salitang iyon ay tila araw sa gitna ng mahabang taglamig. Dahan-dahang humupa ang kaba ni Zephaniah. Her shoulders loosened, her heartbeat steadied. She could breathe again.

“You’re both trying to control what already left you.” Saglit akong natigilan. Hindi ko alam kung bakit pero parang bumigat ang hangin. Ang mga salita niya ay parang lason na dahan-dahang lumalaganap sa isip ko. Bago ko pa mapigilan ang sarili ko, sinampal ko siya. Malakas. The sound cracked through the silence like thunder. She gasped, but didn’t cry. Instead, she whispered, “You still love him, don’t you?”