Kue Ultah Untuk Mama 소설 & 이야기

My mobile rang and I looked at the name to see that Mom was calling me. "Happy birthday Ranveer, "she greeted me. "Thank you Mom," I said. "How are you?" I asked. "I am fine. Now I am leaving for the NGO," she said. "Then we will talk later," I said. "Today have dinner with me. I will make matar paneer and kheer for you.” "Uncle had made matar paneer for lunch and karela for dinner," I told her. "But you don't like karela.”

"Don't be sad. We are going to eat outside, Princess." "Really, Mama?" I chuckled, hearing the excitement in her voice. "I want Jollibee and Mcdonald. I like both." "Chose one princess," Athena said and poked her nose. "I'll just ask Kuya Nathan later." She grinned, clapping her hand. "I want fries, ice cream, and chicken." She murmured, smiling. We just chuckled, shaking our heads. My parents are in Europe now celebrating their thirty-fifth wedding anniversary, and we will hold a party when they return in three days. Everything was set. We are just waiting for them.

Mom-dad was also smiling. “Means?” I asked. “Means Bhai (brother), those cupcakes were made by the Bhabhi (Sister-In-Law/ Brother’s wife). She gave some cupcakes for Riya and me.” Shreya said. I tried to change the subject and diverted it to business. We all had some little chat. Mom told us that tomorrow she and Gauri Aunty will be meeting the priest for the dates of the wedding. The Kumar’s don’t have any problem with the intimate wedding ceremony.

And again, when she was about to put the smallest on top, it all falls down. Her shoulders shake, and the next thing I knew, she is already facing me, wiping her tears away as she offered me a sad smile. "Maybe you wouldn't be able to like me and love my Mommy again, Ate. The rocks don't want you to forgive us." -- Kuya is a Filipino term for Older brother.

"You done your part, take some people closer and she too she should done her own. I know what is doing Funbi, she is a friend to Iqmat!" "Shukuran! You won't come and eat on time so that you can dress quickly and let us go to that Alaso ebi (Celebration Uniform) you know you will be dressing like a bride!" Their mother said as she was eating. "I am coming Mom! Don't worry I will be fast this time, i am discussing something with Somia" "Okay! My own is that you should have done before the time and let us get there on time. Iqmat's mother too will join us there!" Said with loud voice.

Ngumiti agad ito sa 'kin at inilapag ang hawak na tinapay na mukhang kabibili lang sa bakery sa kanto. "Hi ate, kanina pa umalis sila Mama?" tanong ko't kumuha ng pan de coco na dala niya. Normal na schedule kasi ng parents ko na maagang umaalis para buksan ang maliit na negosyo namin sa U-belt. "Oo mga 8:30. May delivery daw. Nagbilin pala si Kuya na dalhin mo raw iyong kahon na nasa may terrace," inginuso ang bandang labas ng bahay.

Something a baby would always want around them. " adakah dia suamimu?( is he your husband?)"he asked again. I was honestly getting tired of standing and watching them like a dummy. " hahhhha, neraka tidak Paman, dia bos saya, dia datang untuk mendapatkan sesuatu yang comel untuk bayi, berusia 8 bulan( hahhha, hell no uncle, he's my boss, he came to get something cute for a baby, 8 months old)"why was she laughing?.

Christian hymns and music added to the raising up of her spirits to God. She frequently communicates with them once a month and sends them money, but these are special occasions that she never forgets to spend with her own biological relations. "Mama, how are you doing today?” She is on a video chat with her mother while her other sisters, brothers, nieces, nephews, and grandkids are there. “What will become of you all? "She asks them as she moves around on her video conversations to demonstrate what is happening. "This is the mass wedding of my children. Can you see them, mama, ate, Kuya? “As they replied in a quiet voice, she inquires.

Sabay sabay kaming umupo ng pamilya ko ng magsalita ang speaker. Napabuntong hininga ako at tuluyang nagtipa ng mensahe para kay Khael. Hindi ko siya magawang i-text kanina dahil nagtatampo ako sa hindi niya pagsipot nung date namin, dagdagan pa ng hindi pagpapaalam na birthday ni Tita Marga ngayon. Mabuti nalang talaga at may biniling regalo si Mama. It was a designer bag of a Hermes brand. Kung wala pang nabiling regalo ay baka nataranta na ako kanina sa kakaisip sa kung ano ang pwedeng iregalo sa Mama niya.

“You don’t have to say anything Love. I’m just glad I made you Happy. I’m glad got to see that Beautiful smile. So don’t cry or you’ll ruin your Make-up.” “Dami we should start going. The guests are waiting.” Mama tells me and I nod. She rubs Dera’s back. I wish you a long and prosperous life filled with Joy, Happiness and all things good. God bless you my daughter.” “Amen. Thank you mama.” Dera mutters.