Novel & Cerita Cutie Pie By Bambam English Translation

"Huwa! Mam! Mam!" Bia quickly wrapped a towel—which had been draped over her shoulder—around the chubby boy's body, wiping his wet face. "Peekaboo!" She surprised Bian by lifting the towel off his face. The baby startled for a second before bursting into laughter, sending infectious giggles to the girl and bringing a subtle smile to the young Bimantara's lips.

"Okay, I hope you have eaten. How's your mom and dad?" "Fine." The little girl's voice trailed off as she struggled to think of a response. "Don't mind her; she likes to stretch her hand to speak on the phone. Maybe I should buy her a little toy phone," Bambam said, bending to remove her shoes at home. "She's adorable; you should, or else we’ll have to share the call with her," Anita replied. "Hahaha!" Bambam laughed. "I’ll definitely do that. So how's your family? I hope they’re all well?"

Jenny asked Bam, which seemed to catch her off guard. "H-Huh?" All of us were now looking at her, waiting for her response. "Which school did you come from? And why did you decide to transfer to P.U.P?" Bam cleared her throat before speaking, "Uhm... I'm from another province. My parents had a good opportunity here, so we moved, and they transferred me to this school." "Oh, really? But you don't look like you're from the province," Ivory commented. "Yeah. Which province is that? Does it make you fair-skinned and with such a beautiful complexion?" Veron asked.

I cringed at the thought of Faith living here. I knocked on the door of her apartment but no one answered. She's probably still working. Then I heard small footsteps coming and a familiar scent of lilies hit my nose like a ton of bricks. Bambi. She came into my view. She was wearing an oversized sweater with jeans. Her blonde hair is up in a bun. She was looking down so she can't see me. "Ciao mio bambi" I said. She stopped in her tracks and looked up to see me. Her face was so pale and skinny that it looked like she hasn't eaten anything. Her eyes widen, it's filled with fear and sadness.

“Baby. Or sweetheart or honey or sugar pie or sugarplum or sweetie or hubby.” “Why don’t you call daddy sugar pie?” Bren asks. She tugs on my beards, reminding me I need to shave or trim it. “I like pie.” She stretches her hand to her sister and says, “I like honey too. I don’t like baby.” That’s their problem, not mine or El’s. I feign hurt and sigh heavily. “Daddy is Mummy’s baby. Hmm.”

Unable to resist, he crouched lower and teased, "Why are you hogging my banana pie, you little bandit?" "Wuh—?" Annabel whipped her head left, spotting her uncle. Instinctively, she clutched the plate to her chest, shielding it like treasure. "Uncle Lukas! This is Mackie's—er, Annabel's banana pie! No sharing with big meanies!" "You sneaky little fox thief!" Lukas rumbled playfully, though his eyes danced with mock outrage. "Your mom made that for me! Don't you know thieves get punished—severely?"

kabir said "can I see it please?" I asked "yes but not now" liam said and I nodded "now let's cut the cake" Karen said and we all nodded and surrounded around the cake The cake was looking really cute Purple in color with donuts, candies on it I've never ever cut or seen a cake like this in life It was all a dream come true And it was all possible because of my brothers I love them so much already I cut the cake and the first person I fed the cake was victor

They ate my ice cream and my candy mama 😭😭😭😭 ( uncle) punise ( punished) them " Piya said sadly..... " Then you can tell your Baba ( father) princess he will buy you another and he can punished them" I said her... " No, Mama ( uncle) I said this to Baba ( father) , but he said he can't punise ( punished) them and when he brout ( brought) another candy for me, Mommy snatcd ( snatched) this too saying this cany is not good for children " Piya said while pouting ... I know Fatima and Jiya loved candy and ice-cream but how can they snatched candy from a child!!!!

I immediately stop, "Uhh why?" "How am I getting my appetizer if you sit?" "Uhmm-" don't quite understand that eventhough my wild, dirty kinky mind has a few ideas on that. "You will eat this," he puts the plate in front of me, "And I will eat you." My eyes widen as I stutter, "I... I d-don't t-think i-if t-that's a uhmm a g-good idea." He smiles warmly while approaches me further, looking friendly behind his predatory mission, "I think it's an excellent idea, B. You like mangoes, and I like pussies."

sometime later our food arrives and I spy Oliver poking at his fish. "Do you want me to check your little fish for thorns bambino viziato?" I ask debauched, bambino viziato means spoiled child in Italian. "Fuck you..." He curses softly and I laugh. "Seriously bambino, here's your plate, Auntie Allison is going to cut your meat." I tease him again and he shows me his middle finger. "That's ugly, I'm going to call your daddy and tell him everything..." I snap at him.