Mama Girang Novels & Stories

I want to follow Mama today. Mama's skin is a toner shade of my own, olive, and her hair is the same brownish shade as mine. She's wearing a long skirt and a long-sleeved top, her usual attire. Everyone knows why she always wears long skirts, even in the scorching heat. I know why. It's because my papa hits her every night, leaving scars and welts on her skin from her bum to her ankle. I saw them once when she changed her dress, thinking I was asleep. The scars are bold and wicked, just like my papa.

Vehant hugged Girik and kissed his cheeks in happiness. " More than your Aastha mommy? " Girik questioned trying to tease his son which eventually worked as Vehant turned silent because for him his mother Aastha is the best. Vehant's silence didn't hurt Girik because there was a time in his childhood too when he had valued a woman more than his father and mother but his poor fate that woman was which but Vehant is lucky that Aastha is not a witch to him but she is to Girik and Ekiya.

She looked sixty but still had this youthful vibrancy around her that showed in the way she walked. Her grey and black hair was tucked into a neat bun, and her face showed a slight resemblance to that of a certain billionaire and my sons. Her brown eyes fell on me, and her large smile grew even bigger. “It’s so wonderful to meet the beautiful mother of these adorable little gentlemen.” She threw her arms around me and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, almost choking the life out of me. “I’m Isabelle Romero, but please call me Mamma.” ‘Sheep! It is Dante’s mom. What am I going to do? What am I going to do?’

My thoughts are disband by mami (mother in law) voice, "Rosie..Is she ready??.." I turned to see mami (mother in law)..Mami (mother in law) was coming into the room with varun mother..Mami came near and told me, "Awww..You are looking beautiful Marumagala" I smiled with bashful expression..Varun mother looked at me and smiled fakely..I can see hate in varun mother eyes..I understood she were angry at me for my past sins..Mami placed her hand on my shoulder and told me,

Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I was back at the Rose Garden, which was basically a fancy way of saying a place where girls got dressed up to be arm candy for guys with too much money. "I’m telling you, Mama D, they aren’t humans," I groaned, throwing my head back so hard my ponytail nearly hit the floor. "They are like... six different flavors of Doom. It’s a Doom Buffet." Mama D, the only woman I knew who could look scary while wearing a floral robe and holding a cigarette, blew a cloud of smoke toward the ceiling. She looked us over like a mother hen guarding a bunch of sparkly chicks, "They’re Capones, G."

" maa said ...and gave me a saari ..to wear... I nod my head and locked my door when maa went out of my room. I took a quick bath and got ready as maa said. I saw myself in the mirror ...I am looking okay ...hmmm... good...I am looking good. I put a light gold chain on my neck and small gold earrings.....and black 4-5 Bengals in my left hand. Maa came to my room....and praised me and took me to the hall. In the hall, I saw there are two couples ...one of my parents' age and one of my grandparents' age...and a guy and girl....of my age... I greet both elders couples by touching their feet...and they blessed me. My all family members were also present there.....my papa and brother were also pr

She stood there lost in thoughts wondering who the call was from and didn't hear her daughter calling "Mum....mum...mum..." Riley called but there was no reply. She went to her mum and patted her on the back. Rosita got startled and turned to face her daughter "Mum..., is everything alright." she asked "Yes....., Sweetheart." she answered "Mum, are you sure? she asked " Yes dear, let's go have your breakfast so that I can take you to school. The bus has already left." she replied and they left to have breakfast.

O Tere Aankhen Kali Kali Tera Gora Gora Mukhdha Hai Re Maahi Ve Tere Rangat Jaise Sona Tu Chaand Ka Tukda Hai Re Maahi Ve Tere Gaal Gulabi Rabba Rabba Chal Sharabi Rabba Rabba Dil Ki Kharabi Rabba Rabba Tu Soniye Jind Maahi Ve Soni Soni Aaja Mahi Ve Everybody Sing Soni Soni Aaja Mahi Ve Jind Maahi Ve Soni Soni Aaja Mahi Ve Everybody Sing Soni Soni Aaja Mahi Ve Kia stood up from her seat and went to her mother and father while singing the lyrics with tears in her eyes.

It gripped her face tightly. "I'm barren Amara, it's impossible for me to be your Father. Arra and I were married for a few years but then I found out she was pregnant! I thought I was the Father, that I was your Father. But no! She got pregnant in another man! Arra cheated on me, I love your Mama very much. I fought her in my family because they didn't want her anymore, because she was poor because someone else told me. But this is her return! "

“Where are you off to this evening Ma?” Mama replied, her tone trying to sound as cool as possible, “I’m going to the police station.” On cue both Isa and I responded while handing me glasses for our wine, “In that?” Mama was wearing a long, fitted, V-neck, orange and white halter summer dress, a pair of gold heels which she seldom wears; her make-up, hair, nails, and accessories were flawless. Despite Mama’s age, she looked like she was fresh out of jet magazine, the ’40 and Still Got It’ edition, although she's really peaking at 60.