Kan Mama Novels & Stories

"Okay, fine. I was a rebel. Happy?" "No. Say it properly. It was Veena, you, Messiah—" "How are you going to walk past that? Messiah is the shittiest. More than Veena actually," Boraxip argued. "Okay, I'll take that," Mom said. "Because I know now it's true," she giggled. "You've met...Uncle Messiah?" Monde spoke up with a frown, eyeing my mom. All traces of humour were gone between the two lovebirds as they quickly shared a look.

BIG KAI "Mama," "Who the hell is she?" "Mama, wha....." "Answer the damn question, boy!" she yelled, glaring at me. I felt Shawty gripping my hand. "Answer our mother, Kai." Imani chipped, adding to my fucking anger. I glared at her. She rolled her eyes and flipped her hair proudly. "I am talking to you, boy." Mama retorted, making me look at her. She is still glaring at me.

I don't know how life would be without these fools. "Quick question honey but did you use protection." Lena asked. She is the mama bear of the squad. "Yes, mama. We used protection." "That's great I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to become an aunt any time soon." "What you hate kids?" Chelsea asked playfully shoving her. Lena slapped her hand off her shoulders and looked back at me giving me that serious scary mama look the one that my mama even never gave me. "Don't get me wrong barbie doll. I love kids and all kids love me.

"And you still want the man? What would you do with a single father?" Mona scoffs. "Isn't that what we've got advanced poison for? Just give the baby a drop and she will drop dead. The father will remain mine. But first I'll start with that bitch who slapped me, I'll be content with killing her too, and then take the man. Then, sending the baby to heaven will be the straw on the camel's back"

Drake I looked up at my mother, and she returned my gaze with a soft, knowing smile. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation I knew was about to come. “Since you are mated to Dad, how has life been?” I asked, my voice trembling. She took a moment to consider her words, choosing them carefully. “Life has been a journey of ups and downs,” she said, “but I have never regretted my decision to be with your father. It has not been easy, but it has been worth it.”

Isang hampas sa hita naman ang ibinigay ni Mama sa kan'ya. "Nagbibiro lang si Papa mo 'nak. Pero mas mainam kung tulungan mo s'ya. Kaibigan mo man o hindi kakilala, dapat lagi tayong handa na tumulong sa kanila. I'm so proud sa'yo 'nak kasi nag e-explore kana. Gusto ko s'yang makilala soon." wika ni Mama na masayang nakangiti sa'kin. Nagkwentuhan pa kami nila Mama at Papa tungkol sa kung ano-anong mga bagay bago ko naisipang magpahinga na.

Lilian stubbornly retorted, “She was carrying my son’s child! Of course, we’ve seen her! How could we not?!” The comment section unleashed another wave of attacks. [What, is her daughter actually a man or something? Because that’s the only way ‘seeing her’ would change anyone’s mind. What nonsense!] [The mother is just as bad as the daughter because she raised her!] I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. "I told you already! My daughter could never abandon a baby!" Lilian raised her voice and responded, "Fine! Since you still won’t admit it, I’m bringing out the third piece of evidence!

They nodded and thanked the doctor. Anvi slowly opened her eyes and cried in pain:" Ahh... mumma , it's paining", but she forgets all her pain when she saw her mother in front of her eyes, she hugged her and cried with hiccups:" Mumma.. I miss you .don't leave Anvi. Anvi will be a good girl, she will not do anything to make her angry. Don't leave me".

She stood there lost in thoughts wondering who the call was from and didn't hear her daughter calling "Mum....mum...mum..." Riley called but there was no reply. She went to her mum and patted her on the back. Rosita got startled and turned to face her daughter "Mum..., is everything alright." she asked "Yes....., Sweetheart." she answered "Mum, are you sure? she asked " Yes dear, let's go have your breakfast so that I can take you to school. The bus has already left." she replied and they left to have breakfast.

Then, I proceeded to the kitchen for my daily dose of hot coffee. Mama sat on one of the bar stools as usual, chatting away with Vicky, our maid slash nanny who had been working for us for as long as I could remember. Surprisingly, she didn't do much work, seeing as mama was one of those people who had had a hard time growing up, but claimed that was what had made them who they were today, and didn't want riches to be the reason for their children being spoilt little brats who couldn't do anything for themselves. In any case, I guess I was glad for the training... it made me more independent, and gave me a much-needed aunty-figure in my life.