Mama Mie Novels & Stories

“Like you’d dare steal a tired woman’s food.” “Don’t test me,” Mia grinned, opening the flask she’d brought. The rich scent of warm rice and spicy stew filled the air, making my stomach growl. “Oh wow,” I said, my mouth already watering. “I didn’t even realize I was this hungry.” “See?” Mia smirked. “That’s why I brought this. Best friend instincts never fail.” I grabbed the spoon and took a bite. The warmth spread through me instantly, calming my nerves. “Good?” Mia asked.

BMOM ➭ 015 ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ ARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” – “Welcome home, Mommy! I missed you!” I hugged and kissed my daughter, Zanyca tightly. I missed this little one so much. “Thank you, baby. Mommy misses you so much too. Here. This is all for you.” I happily showed her the pizza and the husky stuffed toy I brought. She’s a dog lover, after all.

I had been lodging at the hotel because I was trying to avoid Mary. As I stepped inside, the rich aromas of home-cooked food hit me, but the one that caught my attention most was the kimchi as it brought back the old memories of Lee Sun's mom cooking. His mother was a perfect mother that every child wished for. I couldn't even remember a time when my own mother cooked for me, as everything was done by the maids. But Mary couldn't be the one to prepare this, as she couldn't even boil an egg, let alone cook. She must have ordered the food or perhaps her mother sent it over.

To be specific, those motherfuckers were really enjoying fucking each other! She went to the nearest food stall and sat down on the bench. She ordered five dynamite, a Mountain Dew, and three hanging rice. Dynamite is a deep-fried long green chili stuffed with a cheese stick and ground pork, wrapped in a spring roll wrapper. Of course, without the seeds. It tastes really good.

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.