Novel & Cerita Love Is An Illusion Webtoon

But again, where the hell is her puppy? "By the way, my name is Charlie. Charlie Evander Marquez Vizmanos. I know that my name is kind of long, kaya nga po at mas gusto ko na lang iyong Love kasi four letters lang. Kung ipapasulat sa akin iyon ni mommy..." Ipinasa-ere nito ang kamay niya at pinaglapit ang hintuturo at hinalalaki. "It will be chicken... But then, daddy told me that love was just an illusion at hindi ako dapat maniwala." Blythe remained freezing in her position, some ideas were kind of knocking in her head to answer her queries but she just can't entertain them. That is crazy and she is not crazy. This kid is not Love because Love is a puppy, a dog; an animal for Pete's sake!

Napailing-iling na lamang ako sa aking inisip at pagak na napatawa. "Love is just a fvcking illusion." Mahinang sambit ko sa aking sarili, iyan ang sinabi sa akin ni Luciano nang itulak niya ako noon sa yate at akala ko ay katapusan ko na nang lumubog ang aking katawan sa malawak na karagatan. Noon ay hindi ko pa masyadong naiintindihan ang ibig sabihin ni Luciano pero ngayon ay unti-unti ko na itong naiintindihan.

Naguguluhan ako sa tunay na palabas na iyan. “You believe me when I told you that my father is fake, right? And you believe me na walang mayroon sa amin ni Valeen, but just being partially engaged in a paper.” Naguguluhan akong tumingin sa kaniya. Like ano namang connection ng palabas sa mga pinagsasabi niya sa pagiging fake ng ama niya at arranged na kasal nila ni Valeen. Siya rin ay nakatingin sa akin like waiting for me to say yes or no. I did not see any proof, but I somehow believe him.

ginaya ko sa stories ay malinaw na ka record , "Love mag papaliwanag ako sayo hindi totoo yan mali ang iniisip mo, love please.baka kung ano ang isipin nito, kaya nag papaliwang ako ngunit ayaw nitong maniwala. Love mali yan iniisp mo hindi totoo yan love, makinig ka muna sa akin, wika ko pa rito "Paano mali Alliyah! Ano Ang Kulang minahal kita kung ang basehan mo ay pera bakit akala mo ba hindi ko kayang ibigay sayo yun, saad nito sa akin kita ko ang sakit sa mga mata nito at may mga luha akmang hahawakan, ko ang braso nito ay iniwas lang sa akin.

And even though my family already knows about my liking on Kien, I'm still embarassed to talk about it in front of them, especially since he is my bother's friend. I've been liking or more like loving Kien since the day I learned what love is. Since then, I started chasing after him attempting to make him fall helplessly in love with me but to no avail. Kien is a handsome serious man. I guess every girl at school liked him. Hindi lang ako ang naghahabol sa kanya. I know it's crazy but is it bad to hope that the man you love will love you back? I just only want to be love back by him. But on a second thought, it's impossible that he'll love me back. He only has his eyes and heart on the schoo

Lumunok akong mabuti para pigilan ang sarili. "Say that again... ngayon din ay ipapadala kita sa America," nagbabanta niyang ani. I looked her in the eyes with my fist clenched. "I love him, I love my husband. Yes, we started with a contract, but nothing can break our love now. Mommy, we truly love each other, maniwala ka saakin." Naramdaman kong ang mahigpit na paghawak ni lola sa kamay ko. Nang tingnan ko siya ay tumango lang ito saakin.

wika nito na nagpahinto sa kaniyang paglapit sa lalaki. "That story is about a boy who falls in love with a baby girl he hopes to marry one day. The lad did it to prove himself deserving of the girl's family. He studied, put up much effort, and saved money. He observes the girl from a distance throughout her youth and adolescence. But when the woman passed away, everything abruptly altered. Because they stand for flawless and intense love, tulips are the story's symbolic title. A man's desire for her remains even if a woman dies."

mataray taray na sambit nito at tumakbo para puntahan ang kanyang kaibigan. Samantala si Francine ay nakaupo pa rin sa upuan habang pinapanuod na malunod sa tubig ulan ang tsokolate sa platong nasa kanyang harapan. Kasabay ng pagpatak ng ulan, patuloy ang pagtulo ng luha sa mga mata ni Francine. Humulas na rin ang make-up nito sa mukha kaya naman kayat kayat na ito. Wala na itong paki-alam kung naghahalo na sa kanyang mukha ang make-up, luha at sipon. Basta ang tanging nararamdaman n'ya ay ang sakit ng pagkawasak ng kanyang puso. Dala ang malaking payong, humahangos na pinuntahan ni Lizel ang kanyang kaibigan kasama ang ilang mga waiter.

"I love you... Dati tinitingnan ko lang ang painting na iyan. For three damn years, I've been dreaming of holding, kissing and touching you. And now, you're here. Being able to kiss and make love with you. And most importantly, you love me too." Napakasuwerte ko naman sa lalakeng 'to. I know I've been a good person since I was young. I know I deserve to be happy after the hell that I've been through. Pero siya talaga? Napapatanong pa din talaga ako. My perfect prince.

Bungad na sinabi ng bata. “Really? What’s the theme baby?” Masayang tanong ni Ali. “I don’t understand po ei, but it is written on the blackboard that says ‘could love be made?’ What is the meaning of that Mama? And how come love has something to do with two persons.” Sunod sunod na tanong ng inosenteng bata. Nakakaramdam na naman si Ali na ang kasunod na tanong ay patungkol sa ama nito.