Mama Kenapa Novels & Stories

May's red from lipstick lips pressed downwards, her brows drew in quizzically and her palms opened in confusion, "I don't understand." "There must be a reason. Tell me, is it because of a man?" Face palming herself, May shook her head sideways, feeling slightly embarrassed by Mama Edric's questions. Mama used her finger to raise May's chin up so that she was going to look into her eyes, "May, do you love Tega?" "Mama," May drawled hesitantly, finding it hard to get the reasons to why mama Edric would ask such questions. It was weird especially since the fact that they had never sat down and discussed something close to this before.

I turn towards Kenna, seeing her taking a bite of the baked chicken but both of her eyes are zoning out into a blank space; causing me to frown. Slowly leaning closer towards her, ''Are you okay?'' I ask. My warm breath hitting down her jawline which causes her to slightly turn towards me—leaving me to lean back, giving her some space instead but as she turns to look at my family, they're all currently looking at us. ''Does it . . . tastes bad?'' Mother asks, somehow concerned. Kenna shakes her head with a smile plastered on her face, ''No! No, of course not. Why would it taste bad? It tastes great,'' She replies.

Yara said. “What are you talking about, Mom?" Dream asked. Kenzo and Yara look at each other. "Mommy is learning taekwondo for self defense, kitten." Kenzo said. "Why?" Dream asked curiously. "Just to do some exercises. I'm beginning to gain weight, sweety." Yara said. Dream looks at her mom's body. "You're still sexy, mom." Dream said. Yara looks at Kenzo asking for help. "Kitten?" Kenzo said. "Yes, dad?" Dream answered looking at her father. "You want to come at the beach tomorrow?" Kenzo said that made Dream's smile brightly. "Yes, absolutely!" Dream answered excitedly. "Then, finish your meal and sleep early because we're going to the beach tomorrow." Kenzo said. "Okay!" Dream said and t

She patted Ada's head and said lowly, "I was backing you up; that's why I lied about being your mummy. You should continue calling me Ma'am in the future." Ada's smile fell instantly. She pouted and said aggrievedly, "Why don't you want to be my mommy? Do you not like me?" "Certainly not," Kisa smiled while wiping away the tears on Ada's face. She said softly, "Of course I like you. It's just that I can't be your mom." "Why is that?" Ada frowned at her. She could not understand why Kisa refused to be her mom if she liked her. Kisa felt resigned and said, "Because I'm not the person who birthed and raised you. What'll happen to your real mom when she returns? Wouldn't she be sad when she find

"Yes, I remember dad said that the man who insulted my mother were terrorists. However, it doesn't make sense if all they wanted was just to harass my mom. If they want to take revenge on my father, why didn't they kill my mom and me? Furthermore, why did they want my mother to suffer?" "Queena couldn't figure this out all the time, and she had asked her mother about this that year. Unfortunately, her mother had never given her an answer. Moreover, they lost contact ever since her mother left home with Sophia. Also, her mother would still be cold and unfriendly even if she found her. She would even drive her away, saying that she could not come back again." "Her mother did love her, but her

“Mother, did I ask to be born?” Rena was surprised by the question “Not now, you have to live Milana my neighbors are watching. Milana smiled sadly “I have a question for you mother, a question I have always asked you, but today I want an answer not your usual silence” Rena sighed “So what is your question” “Who is my father, and please tell me who he is this time around” tears rolled down her eyes. Rena was speechless and became lost in thought. Milana watched her mother battle with her thoughts “I'm waiting mother”

“Kenneth, Keenan… you two are very mature. Aunty is truly amazed by you both. Your mother is fine. And the reason she has sudden work there is because she’s teaching something.” “Oh! Like how she teaches us!” Kenneth and Keenan replied cheerfully, clapping their hands. “Exactly, until you both become as smart as you are now.” Bella smiled warmly, though inside she felt uneasy. She had no idea where Ale was; Ale only ever said she was fine. And until now, Bella could no longer mindlink Ale, Ale had vanished without a trace. “Who else would teach us besides Mother? We don’t have a father.” Bella froze at Keenan’s innocent words. Kenneth nudged Keenan’s arm.

“It remembers, it holds on to things that happened before we were born.” Miranda stepped closer. “What did it remember?” Kenny shrugged. “Before.” “Before what?” i asked. “Before it broke,” he said. Silence fell hard around us. “That is enough,” I said softly, reaching out to pull his hand away from the dirt. Kenny frowned, looking hurt. “Did I do something bad mama?” “No,” I said immediately. “You did nothing bad, you could never do anything bad." “Then why are you shaking?” he asked.

"Can you tell me what this is, Mama? It’s a…?" Mama’s eyes flickered to the card, her lips parting slightly. "…Apple," she whispered, her voice barely audible. The therapist smiled warmly. "That’s right! An apple. Excellent, Mama." In another corner of the room, a cognitive therapist worked on memory exercises, using familiar objects and scents to trigger recall. The process was slow, painstaking, but there were moments—tiny flickers of recognition—that gave the team hope. Mama’s journey was far from over, but they were committed to helping her reclaim as much of her life as possible.

Maggie followed telling Bethena not to go near the woman, but she is a dog and only an 'arf' is coming out in her. "Help me up little girl." The woman gave her hand and Bethena pulled her up. "You're strong huh." She chuckles standing now in front of her. "Hehehe. I drink always milk. Mommy said, I should always drink to be strong." "Is that so? So where is your mommy?" the woman asked looking in the gate. Bethena pouted in sadness, "In the house." "Why are you sad? Is there something wrong?" "Mommy and Daddy are fighting," she cried again.