Kata Untuk Mama Novels & Stories

Malcolm pulled me into his arms, consoling me. “You saw how she left without sparing me a glance, I failed as a mother.” tears streamed down my face. MIRANDA I’ve been sitting in my room throughout the day. Ever since we moved to Colorado, Mum hasn’t made an attempt to register me in any school. She keeps saying she has to check and know if the place is safe for me. Honestly, I’ve become tired of constantly asking her to put me in school. I have taken to educating myself through the Internet. While surfing through youtube, looking for an online class for kids my age, I felt thirsty and reached out to the water jug in my room to pour myself a glass of water. I realized that it was empty. I ro

Today was another workshop session conducted by Mrs. Natalia. It had been almost two months since school had started, and things were going surprisingly well. Mrs. Natalia asked all the boys to stand in a straight line and instructed the girls to blindfold themselves. One by one, she guided each girl and positioned her directly in front of her assigned partner, quietly and discreetly.

"It is not in my head." Mother pressed her lips together. She got up and made the tea and brought it back and sat down, and we were quiet for a moment. "I've been trying to find Katia a good man," Mama said finally. "I know you have." "She's never been interested. Never even looked at anyone I suggested. I thought—" she paused. "I thought she was just being stubborn. Being Katia." "She's not being stubborn," I said. "She's been looking at my husband."

"kahit sobrang sakit." "Shhh, darling i'm sorry too. Sorry kung wala si mama habang nasasaktan ka." tumango na lamang si Yesha. Hindi siya humihiwalay sa yakap ng kaniyang mama. Pakiramdam kasi niya ay gumagaan ang lahat. "M-ma," "Hmm?" "Uwi na tayo sa atin..."

Nang lumabas ako ng bahay ay nasa labas na rin sila at mukhang kalalabas lang din ng bahay. "Oh, Kate is here. Ihatid niyo. It's already dark. Delikado kapag mag-isa lang siyang uuwi." Mama ni Kian na hinawakan ako sa balikat para igiya sa kanila. "Ah, ayos lang po. Sanay naman akong—" "Ano ka ba! Make use of this guys. Mapagkakatiwalaan mo rin naman ang mga ito kaya huwag kang mag-alala.”

Bryson have been going out recently and I can't help but absorb the pain She Utter sadly. "Did you mean he had been going to visit the girl? His ex girlfriend?" Yes Mother. " Okay don't worry about it. I will talk to him and about that, go and make me a meal Because I'm so very hungry right now. She Utter as Kate crashed her hair. Oh okay. I will go to the kitchen and see what I can prepare for you. Kate Utter tiredly and make her way to the kitchen. Honestly,she doesn't know how to cook. She had never once cook in her mother house neither in her four years of studying mass communication at the University.

~Amelia~ Kaden’s mom showed up at our door around noon with this determined look, like she’d already decided everything and nobody could go against her words. “I’m throwing a little thing for you this afternoon,” she said, not really asking. “Just some of the girls from the pack. Pregnant ones, new moms, a couple who’ve done this a million times. They’ll bring snacks, share tips, whatever. You need to start feeling like you actually belong here instead of hiding in this room all day.”

My brother tried to cut me off, but I kept speaking. " Look, I know you are worried about your daughter being our Mate because of the rumors going around about us, but you should know you can't believe everything you hear. We are not as bad as you think we are. Everything we have done was for a good reason, and we would never hurt our Mate. We plan on treating her like a Queen and giving her the world," I said. Kate's father looked at us for a moment and sighed.

I don’t know how but I know. Mama is cooing at me, “Katia, my beautiful daughter, you are so special. The goddess visited me when you lived in mama’s tummy and told me so. I love you so much, my precious baby.” It’s dark again and so peaceful. I want to stay in the darkness. I want to be with mama and daddy again. Wait, I see Mama again. She’s lying on the ground with me against her chest. Blood is everywhere. Mama is bleeding from her throat. Baby me is bleeding from a wound on my chest. Where is Daddy?

"Kiara, you can't just—you don't even—we don't—" "Momma," Kiara grumbled, her lower lip pushing out in a pout. She turned to face her mother, her small brow furrowed with the weight of her explanation. "All the children at kindergarten are bringing their parents for the midterm celebration. Both of them. Jessica has her mommy and daddy. Tommy has his mommy and daddy. Even little Sophie, who talks too much, has a mommy and a daddy." Her voice softened, losing its defensive edge and becoming something sadder, smaller. "But I only have a momma."