Kenapa Aku Gk Punya Ayang Novels & Stories

I feel lost. I have no idea what to do or what path to take. As I sat in the Uber on the ride home, I dialled Aces number multiple times and each time it went straight to his voice mail. It's been doing that all day and I don't know who to turn to for help. I have no family or friends. I miss my son and with each passing day, my heart bleeds with sorrow. Gods! I miss the smell of his hair, the touch of his soft skin and the sound of him giggling. I would lay my life down on the line for him and that is why I've decided to come clean to Aydem.

Ayu replied brightly. “And what about that other woman?” Yu Lan pressed. Ayu frowned and turned to her. “Who? Papa doesn’t have anyone else. He only has Mama.” The confidence in Ayu’s voice stung Yu Lan deeply. The “Mama” they spoke of wasn’t her. “But Mama never comes,” Ayu said sadly, his voice dropping. “I miss her so much...” “Um...” Yu Lan looked at the little boy, her resolve wavering. “Wouldn’t you like to meet your mama?”

But it was getting more and more difficult and unbearable. Sniffling repeatedly and doing her best to wipe the insistent tears that were falling down her cheeks, the girl finally manages to answer. "I'm here." "What happened? Why are you crying?" Emanuele scrunches her face. "Because I don't have a father, Amanda." "What? What do you mean, everyone has a father." "Yes, but I don't know who it is, and apparently even motherhood doesn't know. My father is unknown. I don't even know if he was present the day I was born."

Only Genesis. I want to be happy, but happiness seems like an impossible feat for me. Today should have been my day. I don't know how or why things turned out the way they did. I don't understand why they chose me. I don't know what the queen mother saw in me, but for the fact that I got chosen, shouldn't I be given some kind of reward? I don't need a big reward; I only need a hug coupled with some fatherly words from my father. Why is it so hard to get this?

If you are someone with an abundance of love in your life, then you would have an endless supply to draw on for your powers. “Unless you are someone who has no love in your life,” my dad said as he met my gaze. He had picked up exactly where my thoughts had left off, as if he knew. I guess somehow, he did. “Not everyone has a loving family, or a loving mate or spouse, or loving friends. Not everyone is exposed to love as thoroughly as others. If you are someone without it, you cannot control or draw from the air. And unfortunately, gus knew both sides of the coin.”

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” “I’m sorry.” “You just me made happy for nothing, you know how that hurts the most?!” I sniffed angrily, wiping the small bead of tear that escaped my eyes immediately. “No, you don’t! You don’t what this feels like, what my life feels like?! No! you don’t! Because you have everything that I don’t have! You have a mate who loves you, you have a daughter, You have a family!!!” I had no idea what I was saying, I just needed to vent out my anger and frustration.

on the 30 the paper __ Dear God, Now I am 16 years old. I didn't request anything from you but my parents and brother. My mother could tell me if I ask or write anything in this diary. God will surely provide me. But for 9 years, in this diary, I didn't write any happy moments but requested for my parents. When I look at other children. I felt jealous of them that they are getting their parent's love but I... I miss my parents. Why god? Why did you separate me from my parents?? Why didn't you like me being happy with my parents? CONTINUE... _______