Crying In H Mart Novels & Stories

nalito na ang kanyang boss kung sino nga ba ang kausap nito sa kabilang linya sapagkat isang malaking grupo na ng mga kababaihan ang Crying Ladies. “Ashtear.” "I'M not a virgin. Would you still fuck me?" tanong ni Ashtear sa lalaking humila sa kanya sa gilid ng restroom ng isang bar. She's very heartbroken. Hindi niya rin mapigilan ang luhang dumaloy sa kanyang mga pisngi. Mabuti nalang at hindi ito nakita ng lalaki. Kung tutuusin, bahagi ang lahat ng iyon ng acting niya bilang isang Crying Lady. Naroon siya sa naturang bar upang umiyak at makabingwit ng lalaking bibiktimahin sa gabing iyon pero iba ang nangyari. Tinamaan yata siya agad ilang basong tequila na diretso niyang nilalagok at naw

Muli niyang hinalikan sa noo ang ama niya bago siya humarap sa akin at lumapit. Nakatitig ako sa mga mata niya. Parang gusto kong punasan ang luha sa pisngi niya pero pinigilan ko ang sarili ko. Huminga ako nang malalim bago ko iangat ang palad ko para punasan ang luha na bumasa sa pisngi niya. Nagulat siya sa ginawa ko, ako rin ay nagulat. Mabilis kong binawi ang palad ko nang siya na mismo ang nagpalis ng luha niya. I can't afford to see him that way. I mean, I don't want to see anyone cries in front of me. I just can't. His emotions are valid to make him saddened.

It made me nervous. "Nabalitaan ko ang nangyari sa'yo." The sympathy was there. Did he know what happened to me? Kanino naman kaya galing? Napabuntong-hininga ako. "It's just... personal stuff, Sir. I'm sorry if it's affecting my work." I couldn't help myself, and I burst out crying. “What the—” Mr. Martinez exclaimed, moving closer to me. “Stop crying, will you? That guy is stupid. A jerk! It's his loss. You’re a sweet, nice girl, beautiful and hardworking—”

sambit nito habang patuloy sa pag-iyak. Damn! How does she can be so gorgeous even when crying and drunk. "Wala na nga siya rito tapos hindi ko pa siya makausap kahit sa phone lang! Nakakainis ka kasing Martin ka, e! Wala tuloy akong cellphone na dala dahil diyan sa pagmamadali mo! Nakakainis! Nami-miss ko na agad siya!" she exclaimed while still crying so hard yet gorgeousness on his face consistently builds. How could you not admired her?

Not here. At dahil mabagal ang pagkakasambit nito ay medyo naintindihan niya ang ibig nitong sabihin. Agad siyang umiling at tumayo. She cleared her throat and forced a smile. “Why the hell would I cry. Something just got stuck inside my eye.” “Let me check.”

Dapat isipin kong hindi ko hawak ang lahat, na hindi ko kontrolado ang lahat ng bagay. But as I was trying to stop myself from crying, I felt something weird in my stomach. Umakyat iyon hanggang sa lalamunan ko. Mabilis akong napatakbo sa CR saka doon sumuka nang sumuka. While I was vomitting, I could not help but also feel sad. Kasi walang hahawak ng buhok ko, walang hahawak sa likod ko habang sumusuka. At this very hour, I am alone and very emotional.

But when I saw who it was I panicked. "Ahhhh!" I shouted. Mas lalong sumakit ang ulo ko. That's the reason why he stepped back. Si Greg na lang ang nakahawak sa akin ngayon. Ang daming mga larawan na pumapasok sa utak ko pero wala akong maintindihan. Nakakalito. Ang sakit-sakit sa ulo. "No, no, no, no," I said when I saw myself crying inside my head again. Why am I always crying?

sabi niya habang padabog na lumabas ng dressing room ko. I heaved a deep breath and sighed. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I immediately wiped them away. I can’t cry. Not today. I have a show later. Hindi ka pwedeng umiyak, Stella! Wag ngayon. But I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. I didn’t understand what made him so angry... Why was he so upset?

I looked up at the dark sky before releasing a sad smile. There is no star. The clouds are dark, and there isn't a large amount of noise. I felt the corner of my eyes teared up. "Why is this happening, anyway?" I questioned, as if I am with someone. "Why do I have to risk our friendship? Why do I need to do this?" I added before a tear finally fall down. Napayuko ako at agad iyong pinunasan. I am wearing a mascara, I shouldn't cry to preserve my make up or else, it'll be ruined and I will look like a monster in front of the people.

After several blinks of my eyes, the tears that were trying to escape did not make it past the corners of my eyes. It's all right, Jaydie. As you mentioned, your attitude is complicated, and no one, with the exception of your friends, is willing to get involved in your behavior, so don't cry because that's normal. You are not required to explain yourself to everyone, because they are not even deserving of it.