Husband Quotes Tagalog Novels & Stories

I was alone at home. My wife, Queenie Sullivan, had said she had to attend a business function. It was already very late into the night, yet she still hadn't returned. Clutching my stomach, I fought through the pain as I dragged myself to prepare some ginger tea for her. Queenie returned home drunk. She looked upset, as if something were weighing heavily on her. I offered her the ginger tea, but for some reason, she reacted with sudden irritation. She slapped my hand away, sending the cup of ginger tea crashing to the floor. Then, with a cold expression, she kicked me right in the stomach.

Samantalang ngayon ko lang napagtanto na masakit pala kay Papa ang makulong sa taong hindi na niya mahal na matagal ko nang nakakasama. Ang sarap niyang sapakin nang bahagya siyang tumawa. Anong nakakatawa? “How do you say I’m married?” bumaba ang tingin ko sa kamay niya kaya napatingin siya dito. Inangat niya iyon katapat ng mukha ko. He smirked. “You sound so sure.” “Bakit? Hindi ba ‘yan wedding ring?” Oh! Don’t tell me hindi yan wedding ring?

Agad kong sabi "Why? Wala syang karapatan na saktan ka noh. Ang bait mo kaya para masaktan ka ng ganyan. Walang kulang o mali sayo, sadyang hindi ka lang nya nakikitang sapat para sa kanya" "At kahit kailan hindi ko gustong nakikita kang umiiyak. Kahit pa nung hindi kita kilala bilang pinsan. Hindi ko kayang may umiiyak na babae dahil sa isang lalaki" seryosong sabi nya sa akin "Thanks cous" ngiti kong sabi "Anything for my cousin" sagot namna nya sa akin

Ako naman ang nagsalita. "I take you, Vince Bedingfield, to be my husband, to have and to hold. From this day forward. For reacher, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish. 'Till death do us part, according to God's holy law; take this ring as a sign of my love for you and this is my solemn vow" ako at isinuot ang singsing. "And now for the most awaited part, I may now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride!"

"Will you marry me?" "Yes, Monsour," she replied tremulously. "I love you, my darling little fraud," he whispered passionately. "I love you, too, my certified ex-womanhater!" Sa labas, biglang may naghiyawan. "Mabuhay ang mga bagong kasal!" "Mabuhey!" Nangingibabaw ang slang na pananalita ni Jake. "There goes our future neighbor," anas ni Monsour. Sabay pa silang napangiti. At sabay ring napatawa.

Napakunot ang aking noo. "Enjoy the night, everyone." Putol ni Sage Trimarco sa dapat pang sasabihin ng asawa. Naguguluhan dahil sa sinabi ng aking ina, kamalas-malasang dumako ang paningin ko sa lalaki sa tabi. He was intently staring at me for so long I guessed he must've read what my Mommy's stating. Awang ang mga labi, sinubukan kong maging kaswal ngunit mas lalo lang yata siyang nagalit.

The discussion on cooperation went quite well, both parties were equally satisfied, and hoped that in the future it would also produce good things. "Okay, then, Mr. Edgar, I have to say goodbye now, because my husband is waiting," Keysha deliberately suppressed the word husband, so that Edgar would know and remember that Keysha now has a husband, and to break Edgar's argument, who seemed to see that Keysha would not be happy if he were not married to Edgar. "Okay, Mrs. Keysha, have a nice lunch with your lovely husband," said Edgar, with a forced smile. Keysha just smiled, and walked away.

She whimpered and sobbed. “Nasaan ang asawa mo?” Mariin na tanong ko dahil unti-unti na akong nauubusan ng pasensya. Sinamaan niya lang ako ng tingin. “I'll never tell you where my husband is. You'll have to kill me first.” “Oh, a dog proving her loyalty to the owner. Lovely. Kahit kailan ay napakahirap niyong kausaping mga babae.” Singhal ko. I snapped my fingers and a man entered the room, his arms are tied and he had a terrified look on his face.

"I was just... just feeling sorry for Connor being alone. Why can't you understand? Why are you insisting on a divorce?" Every word sounded like an explanation. Every sentence dumped the blame on me. But did anything she did match what she said? Connor was alone— what about me? When I was raising two kids alone, holding this family together, who helped me? I let out a cold laugh and zipped my suitcase. The prettier her excuses sounded, the more pathetic she looked—like a clown begging for sympathy. "I get it. I wish you well. But I don't respect you," I said. "So go ahead. Be a family of four. Just remember to bring him back and register the marriage for real this time."

That word—'pregnant'—burned through me like fire all over again. Staring at him, my eyes were full of hate. I snapped, "What's it got to do with YOU?" He grabbed my shoulders, shaking me hard. "You're my WIFE! And you went behind my back—had a baby with my UNCLE? What was I to you?" I just stared, stunned. Thought I couldn't feel worse, thought I was already shattered. But somehow, Matthew always found a new way to crush me.