Kan Mama Novels & Stories

“What is your real name?” “Walk with me, Miss. I will lead you to your room and we will talk on the way,” Mama smiled at me. I returned the smile fondly and walked with her. She continued, “My name is Mamariahkutunda and before you ask, it has African roots. My dad was a doctor and he did some volunteer work in Africa. He met a very beautiful lady, cheated on my mum, and…” “Cheated on your mum!” I exclaimed. I was taken aback at once.

“I waited at the restaurant for you for almost an hour, and you didn’t even send a text to say you’d be late!” Charissa sounded angry. “I know, and I’m sorry. I was just about to leave. I overslept, that’s all. Don’t you think you should have some compassion for your dear old dad?”

I smiled and said softly, "Mom, this is our cat, Candy. We named her that because we want her life to be as sweet as candy." Candy peeked around curiously in his arms, looking impossibly cute. Not far away, a butterfly landed gently on Mom's headstone. After a moment, it spread its wings and flew into the bright blue sky.

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

Grandma asked calmly. “Mother!!! Nunu!!! Stop calling me that!!! I’m nobody’s Mother; my son died a long time ago, and Nunu? That’s not even my name, I’m not Queen Nunu!!” Mother yelled on the verge of tears, “My mama is Roopa!! Queen Roopa! Not Nunu.” Mother hit her chest, “I’m Queen Roopa, not Queen Nunu!” Grandma shook her head with tears in her eyes, “Please don’t.”

For a five years old they are too smart. "He even removed all mom's pictures in this house." Thea said. "But it's okay, mamu said that we just have to pray that dad will find another woman who will love us as well." She added. She smiled upon hearing that. Mamu is how they call Mrs. Fontanilla. "You are lucky actually. Even though your mom is already in heaven, I'm sure she is watching over you everyday." "Like a guardian angel?" Thea opened her eyes and looked at her with her eyes sparkling.

Okay honey, I’ll make everything for you, and what’s with you calling me mama, momma, mommy and all, why don’t you stick to one , I like mommy,” Mahira said “Mmmmm, nope, I like Mama, Moma, Mimi and I also like Mommy, ha ha ha, you’re my mommy, I can call you with any name, you’re mine, only mine okay moma,” Mahira sighed as her last line reminded her of someone, ‘like father, like daughter,’ she went and prepared the stuff for Tama While Tama was being fed food, Mahira also judiciously broke the news of Wakanovak and family. She skipped some bits of information as she didn’t want Tama to get confused, but she was a brilliant kid and accepted all information with much zest, vigour and happin

Lia smiles warmly and carefully rubs her flat tummy. 'Baby. I promise to give you everything. My time, my love, and my best as your mother. Even... Even if you don't have a daddy, baby. I'll be the best mom. Mommy loves you very much. Please, be healthy always, okay?' Lia whispers as she continuously caresses her belly.

Mama nodded in affirmative. "Noooo Grandma, I like only golden morn." Mama’s nose twitched. "Golden morn, ke? Are you a tata? Cause only newly born babies eat golden morn." May laughed. Mama then raised her two hands like she was about to flap it like a chicken. "You need to swallow Eba. It makes you strong. That's what Grandma has been eating." Maryam laughed and Grandma laughed too. A figure entered the room, disrupting their giggles and Mama looked up at her son with disgust.