Faking A Smile Quotes Novels & Stories

Bakit kaya pilit akong nilalapit sa mga ayaw kong tao? "May galit ka ba sa'kin? Kanina pa kasi nakakunot ang noo mo." he laughed. "You know what? Magfocus na lang tayo sa report natin para matapos na." I smiled. A fake smile. Sa dinami-dami ba naman ng lalaking makakagrupo ko. Ito pa talagang ubod ng hangin? "Alam mo, maganda ka pa rin kahit nagagalit ka."

wika niya at agad akong napangiti sabay sa pagpindot niya sa camera. "You tricked me!" sabi ko sabay hablot ng cellphone ko sa kaniya. "And that's how you make people smile genuinely," he exhaled exposing his perfect teeth. I smirked at him raising my brow. "Really?" pagkontra ko na tinawanan niya lang.

hindi ko alam pero yung puso ko ay lumundag sa tuwa. "Especially your smile, I like them." and then he squeezed my cheeks. "Keep smiling, even though the world keeps throwing shit on you. Your smile is the best weapon to conquer all of those," sabi niya at ngumiti ngunit agad ding napawi ang ngiting nakaguhit sa kaniyang labi. "Wow naman, nagawa mong sabihin iyan pero hindi ka ngang marunong ngumiti." "I could I smile everyday if still feel guilty in everything?" yumuko siya.

bulong niya, mababa at mahina lang para ako lang ang makarinig. Tumango ako, kaunting lingon lang ang iginawad ko sa kan’ya. “Okay lang ako.” “Smile a little,” dagdag niya pa, may halong biro. “I need them to think I’m the luckiest bastard alive.” Napalingon ako nang bahagya at binigyan siya ng maikling ngiti. “That shouldn’t be too hard to fake.” Ngumiti siya bago muling bumaling sa kausap.

Hindi naman s’ya nakakatakot. “This is the first time someone is not amused about my name.” Napa-face palm s’ya. At napatawa ako nang mahina. I am more amused because he also laugh with me. “You should smile more,” I encouraged him. He grabbed a spoonful of mashed potatoes and speak, “You want to see me smiling?” Tumango ako. “Okay! I’ll smile more.”

Alam kong kukuhanan niya ako ng litrato kaya mas lalo akong bumusangot para ma-turn off siyang ituloy ang plano niya. "Smile," pakiusap niya pero hindi ko magawang ngumiti. "Masakit panga ko," palusot ko. Ayaw ko nang pilit na ngiti kaya nagpalusot nalang ako. "Smile for me," pakiusap niya habang nakangiti. "Masakit nga ngipin ko," agad kong sabi. "I don't believe you."

sabay na tawag ng mga kaibigan niya sa kaniya. Lumingon siya sa dalawa na nagsihabaan ang mga mukha. She faked a smile. "Dont' worry. I'm fine," she lied. Huminga siya nang malalim at agad na humakbang palayo sa mga kaibigan niya.

"Excuse m-" "Happy 24th birthday, Reen." I furrowed my brows due to my surprise. How the heck did this man knew my identity, and that today is my birthday? Suddenly but in a tedious slow, manner, I recognized those orbs, the darkest and coldest I ever laid upon, his playful grin, and his face, the most attractive yet mysterious one existing since the birth of humanity- it all belonged to a sole boy that shaken up my life eight years ago, but without him getting the change of his one thousand peso bill.

The smile is absolutely genuine and extremely friendly, with an exceptional quotient of warmth and comfort - I never want that smile to fade. Before turning to leave, I can't help saying, "It was really nice to meet you. Absolutely, and really nice. It's hard to the extent of nearly impossible to find such a genuine friend in a random stranger." I can't help a large smile from lighting up my whole face, either. He reciprocates by extending a hand for me to shake. I seize it in a quick but gentle grasp and shake it. The warmth radiating from his hand envelopes mine, and the way it mixes with my heat both stuns and comforts me.

And for some reason, that simple smile made her happy. “Uyy ngumiti ka...” “What’s so amusing about seeing me smile, Amara?” Sabi nito sabay bumalik sa dating masungit na mukha. “Wala, hindi ka kaya madalas na ngumiti, parang masyadong mahal ang tawa at ngiti mo, so I think seeing you smile even just a little is already a big achievement.” “Ngumiti rin naman ako kanina sa kusina, wala ka namang sinabi.”