Japanese Curse Words Mga Nobela at Kwento

Oh, sh*t! Nakikiliti ako sa mapagparusa nitong mga dila. Oh, my goodness! "Damn, babe!" ani ko sa aking asawa. Hindi ko alam kung saan ko ibabaling ang aking ulo. Tumirik ang mata ko sa bawat galaw ng mga dila nito. Oh, my! I cursed!

Hindi ko kayang palampasin ito. Hinabol ko ito at kinuwelyuhan bago malakas na sinuntok sa mukha. Napaatras ito. "¡Qué te atreves!(How dare you!)" sigaw ko rito gamit ang pangalwang lingwahe ko. Napagod ako sa paglilimot ng mga b****a tapos sisipain n'ya lang? Hindi naman yata tama iyon. "W-What the hell!" salubong ang kilay nitong tumingin sa akin. "Are you cursing me right now?" naniningkit na tanong nito.

“Konbanwa. Kitekurete arigatō, matakitene. [Good evening. Salamat sa pagpunta, balik ulit kayo]” Nakangiti kong bati sa kanila. Jusko minimorize ko pa iyon ng paulit-ulit. Amused na ngumiti pabalik sa'kin ang dalawang dalaga. “Moshikashite nihonjindesu ka? Anata wa ryūchō ni hanashimasu. [Are you perhaps a Japanese? You speak fluently]”

Natampal ko nalang ang noo ko bago bagsak na nahiga sa kama. Hindi ko itatanggi na wala akong alam pag-dating sa mga lugar! Japan, Korea at China lang ang pamilyar kong bansa na alam ko kung ano ang mayroon. Bumangon ako't naupo sa kama. Sa Japan ay may— "Aribato—" kumunot ang noo ko. Mali yata. Tumikhim naman ako. "Alibato—hindi, arogato? Hindi 'rin parang mali."

"Eigo de hanasu. Kanojo wa anata no koto o rikai dekinaideshou." Trans: Speak in english. She won't be able to understand you. Zephyr grimaced. "Moron, sinabihan mo sila magsalita ng English tapos nag-Japanese ka naman. Do you think she will understand your language? She's not Spanish, nor Chinese, and not even Japanese. She's Polish. Remember that." Benjamin chuckled. "We don't want her to understand it that's why we used our native language to express our reactions."

Shit! Nakakahiya!

Naka silent mode ang phone niya kanina kaya hindi niya napansin. And there’s one text that caught his attention,it was Hella’s message more like a threat. “ Don’t ever show your face to me anymore Akihiro Jung,how dare you pass me on your men! You’re fired,and eat that explanation of yours. I don’t want and I don’t want to see you anymore! Just disappear for good and don’t show your face to me ever again just like what you did,years ago!”

"I'm not dumb not to understand. What I don't understand is that I've been asking you a couple of times but you didn't answer me directly. Is this part of the rules here?" "Watashi no warui, musshuatorasu." Yumuko ito at humingi ng paumanhin. "Okay! And again, speak in English. Don't stress me trying to understand your language," angil ko sa kanya kahit alam ko naman kung ano ang ibig sabihin nang sinabi niya. May alam naman ako kahit basic lang ng lenggwahe nila. It's just that, he annoyed me since he appeared in front of me. Marahas kong sinuklay ng aking mga daliri ang aking malagong buhok.

(*calm down, Louelle*) "Watashi wa kare ni ressun o oshietaidesu," she murmured inhaling and exhaling from anger. (*I want to teach him a lesson*) "Watashi wa shitte imasuga, anata wa rirakkusu suru hitsuyõ ga arimasu," I murmured back. (*I know but you need to relax*)

pilyong sabi ni Lance. "Baka." [Stupid.] "Ha? anong baka sinasabi mo Mafuyu? gusto mo kumain ng baka?" inosenteng tanong ni Lance. "Bakayarō!" [Your stupid!] "Your the fcking stupid too, Mafuyu! asshole!" "Nani? [What?] What did you say, huh?" "Dont fcking dare talking japanese while you with us, ever! I told you, Mafuyu. I cant undersatnd!