Crying Over Spilled Milk นิยาย & เรื่องราว

tanong ko sa kanila. Hindi ko namalayan na tumulo na pala ang luha ko, habang tinitingnan kung may galos ba ang anak ko. "Anak ko, Cierra, kumalma ka muna.. walang sugat si Tilly. Kumalma kana." utos at sagot ni Mama. Pasagot na ako ng maramdaman ko ang maliliit na kamay ng anak ko. "Mommy, don't cry na po, Tilly will be okay.." malambing na wika ng anak ko.

Sobrang bigat kasi kapag masyadong puno at malaki! Bumuntong hininga na lang ako nang umiyak si River kasi ilagay ko iyong supsupan ng feeding bottle sa bibig niya. Matinis pa ang iyak niya kaya sumuko na agad ako at ibinalik kay Vladimir iyong bote. Ang sakit talaga! Parang nakaka-guilty kapag umiiyak siya kasi ayaw ko na siyang i-breastfeed.

“Then stop giving me reasons to say sappy stuff. Ayokong umiiyak ka lalo kung ang dahilan ay ako, Vesper. That's the last thing I’d like you to do for me or because of me, baby.” Ngumuso si Vesper. “Pero kasi naiiyak ako, eh." " Then cry, baby. I won’t judge. I cried in my mom’s bathroom for 2 days in 2015. Basta mangako a sa akin na pagkatapos mong umiyak, hindi ka na iiyak ulit just because of some people, okay?”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ••• "ARGH! STOP IT! I HATE CERELAC! I DON'T LIKE IT!" The baby growled in anger and snorted. Mother gasped. "What do you want then, son? Sweetheart, should we try other flavors? Maybe banana flavor isn't delicious at all." Mother whispered. And we're just---shivering not in cold or what but because of the laughters we're keeping to ourselves. This is what happens every morning. Truly entertaining.

Mahirap pero kakayanin at titiisin ko mapabuti lang sila. END OF MARCOS POV "Marcos!!!" Sigaw ko rito na ikinataranta niya at dahil na rin sa pag-iyak ko. "What Baby? May masakit ba? Why are you crying?" Na-uutal na tanong nito. "Bakit fresh milk? I told you 'yong galing mismo sa Cow." Umiiyak ko pa ring sabi. "I will find, okay! Just stop crying Baby!" "I will wait just one hour only kapag wala ka pa huwag ka ng magpakita pa sa akin!" Singhal ko rito at tumalikod upang hindi ko makita ang kaniyang pagmumukha.

“Malakas.” Nag-init ang mukha ko sa hiya. “Sorry, baby. Hindi ko sinasadya.” “Okay lang po,” sagot niya agad, tapos hinawakan niya ang pisngi ko gamit ang maliliit niyang daliri. “You can cry, Mama.” Kinagat ko ang labi ko. Hindi ako dapat umiiyak ulit. Hindi na ngayong hawak niya ako. “Sabi ni Tito Harold,” patuloy niya, “crying is like rain para tumubo ulit ang plants.”

Nagpabalik-balik siya roon para sa check-up. I can't help but to cry while feeding Lilac with only rice and milk. Kailangan ko pang i-budget 'yong natitira naming pera bago ako mag-grocery. "I'm sorry, baby. I promised to give you everything but..." muli akong napaluha. "Mama, why sad ka po?" nag-aalalang tanong nito sa akin at itinaas ang kamay para pahirin ang luha ko. "Hungry ka po?" dagdag niya dahilan para mapangiti ako kahit malungkot.

Then he handed to her an old copper milk-can, and said: 'If you don't bring it back full, your bones shall suffer for it. Titty went off rubbing her sides; but this time she did not dare to disobey, and in a very bad temper stooped down over the well. It was not at all easy to fill the milk-can, which was large and round. It would not go down into the well, and the girl had to try again and again. At last her arms grew so tired that when she did manage to get the can properly under the water she had no strength to pull it up, and it rolled to the bottom. On seeing the can disappear, she made such a miserable face that Zizi, who had been watching her all this time, burst into fits of laughter

Bakit ko ba biglang naiisip Ang mga taong Wala namang kinalaman sa Buhay ko. “By the way Do you still Have feelings for my brother?” Straight Forward kung Tanong. Dahilan para masamid sya, which is Hindi ko naman alam na umiinom na Pala sya’ ng kape. Kaya naman, napalingon kami ni Minji sa kanya. Sa kabilang Banda ay nataranta naman si Minji at dali-daling lumabas para kumuha ng tissue. “Ito Po oh miss Sofia”

Hindi na siya kumuha ng ice cream matapos niyang maka-ubos ng isa at kalahating maliit na mangkok. Binilisan ko na lang ang pag-ubos sa ice cream para makapgpahinga na rin siya. Sa sobrang sarap kasi ay hindi ko na namalayan na masyadong marami na ang nakain ko. Isang scoop pa ang kinuha ko nang may maramdaman akong kakaiba. Para bang biglang hinalukay ang tiyan ko at mabilis akong napunta sa sink at naduwal. This time, I cried because of the pain I had within my tummy and my throat to exert effort to puke.