Love In Translation 소설 & 이야기

Kumilos siya at humiga sa aking tabi, maya-maya ay kahit nahihirapan pinilit pa rin niyang pumatong sa ibabaw ng aking katawan habang patuloy kong hinahagod ang kanyang likod. Hindi nawawala ang magandang ngiti sa labi ko sa tuwing pinagmamasdan ko ang gwapo niyang mukha. Sa totoo lang ay nakikita ko sa kanya ang mukha ng anak naming si Heussaff. “Hindi maikakaila ang na in love talaga sa akin ang asawa ko dahil masyadong malagkit ang mga titig mo sa akin.” Nakakingiti niyang sabi habang dahan-dahang bumabaon ang matigas niyang sandata sa aking lagusan.

Red is the color of love. Heart is the symbol of it. But how people describe and define it—sometimes,confuses me. "It's a pleasure that you make time to dine with us again Ansel"my father look at the man beside my mom and infront of me.Bahagya ko siyang nilingon at nakita kaagad ang tingin niya.

Haharanahin kita sa'n man tayo magpunta 'Yung tipong kahit wala lang (wala lang) O kaya biglang may breakfast in bed, just to keep you interested Lahat ay dahil wala lang (wala lang) I just wanna do simple random things to say, "I love you" (Kahit, wala na) (Kahit, kahit wala na) oh, I love you I lifted my head from looking outside when I heared the song it reminded me something about Dilan . "Write little love notes on a post-it and then I post it on your front door

Bukod sa mga pasa na natamo ko ay para rin akong sinaksak ng mga masasakit na salita na binitawan niya. Sa buong araw ay umiyak lang ako ng umiyak. Napapaisip kung paano ako humantong sa ganito. Nais ko lang naman na mahalin niya ako at magkaroon ng masayang pamilya. Mahirap ba akong mahalin? Is it wrong to love someone? Bakit tila pinaparusahan ako dahil lang sa umibig ako? Ganito ba talaga kapag nagmamahal?

sabi ko, puno ng paninindigan. Tumango siya, may ngiting puno ng pag-asa. "Oo, gagawin natin ‘yan," sagot niya. At muling nagtagpo ang mga labi namin, mahaba, totoo, at puno ng pagmamahal. Ang ginawa naming pagmamahalan nang gabing iyon ay hindi dahil sa pagnanasa, kundi dahil sa purong damdamin.

What if you’re actually missing out on real love by believing these silly lies we take to heart because they’re in pretty script or powerful language or bright colors? But I guess, real love is messy. It’s hard. It’s difficult. It’s complicated. It’s heavy. It’s not being asked to change who you are for someone. It’s not asking someone to change him/herself for you. It’s not easy. But it’s still beautiful. Aquilino made me feel that. I wish and I pray that we could stay like in this lifetime. "Is this your love confession, Ramona? I wasn't ready for this..." Inangat niya ang mukha ko para magkaharap kami. Nangungusap ang kaniyang mga mata. Nakakahalina.

That protecting people from a distance counted as love. That carrying pain alone made him strong. But sitting there now while Dera smiled beside him and the children slept nearby and Lora continued arguing loudly with his mother over whether rich people naturally hated seasoning Alex finally understood something Jian once told him long ago. A house could be protected by power But only love turned it into a home. His eyes slowly drifted toward Dera again. She looked exhausted still. Fragile still. But alive. And when she noticed him staring quietly at her once more, she smiled softly before whispering teasingly, “Nakatitig ka na naman.”

saad ko bago sumilay ang ngisi sa aking labi ay nakangiti na siya nang sambitin ko 'yon. Immanuel has always guided me toward what was right and true. I used to think that love was something simple, something you could learn from books. But maybe I wasn't entirely correct about that. Maybe love is subjective, each person possesses their own definition of it. Immanuel has taught me what maturity in love means, and has shown me that love isn't always decorated with rainbows and sugar. We have endured so many things together, experiences that have shaped us both.

Samantalang yung Mariano Brothers ay nakatayo lamang habang naghihintay ng panibagong ibabato sa amin at ito nga yun… “What is love?” Lahat kami natigilan, lahat malamang ay nagulat maging ako. He questioned us with a glint of amusement in his eyes with our reactions. Hindi ko alam kung bakit niya ito naitanong sa amin, saka ko lamang napagtanto nang may sumagot at napatanga ako ng marinig ko ito. “Love is selfless, it can sacrifice, let go and accept the pain no matter what but sometimes it can be a poison.” Ani Thunder

muli nitong sabi bago tuluyang lumabas ng kitchen. Lesson in love...love is not self-seeking... love is sought, yet seldom found Too often, it's mistaken by lust and other desires Desires with proven, ill-fated, and failed priors Love brings peace and comfort through its host It does not dishonor others, it's not self seeking" Love allows the present heart, mind and soul to do its speaking..