Mama Sama Novels & Stories

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

She feels pain in her stomach and says Ibrahim..... On the other hand Ibrahim and adeel reached home and within one minute farha and alim also came to there house..... Sameera was doing online shopping for baby so gets busy in that.... She says today I do lot's of shopping for baby everyone listen this and smile..... Ibrahim says where is my life? She is in her room and sleep I didn't distrub her.... Ibrahim says let me see her.... He was about to go just than maid came and says mehak mam is not in

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The usual sternness in her tone was gone as she faced her grandchild. “Nice to meet you, Mamala,” Alexis replied politely. Grandma smiled brightly. “What does 'Mamala' mean? It’s the first time I’ve heard that word, apo,” Grandma asked, curious. Alexis grinned before explaining. “'Mamala' means Mama and Lola. It’s a combination—Mamala,” he explained enthusiastically, making Grandma laugh. Even Alec and I couldn’t help but smile.

Passing workers nod their greetings as I make my way through. Entering the living room, I find Maama pacing energetically, while Amanda lounges on the sofa, absorbed in her phone. Typical Amanda—detached and self-absorbed. "My sweet boy," Maama exclaims, swooping in for a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "How're you doing, Maama?" I inquire as she pulls away. "Oh, you know how it is," she responds with a shrug. "Life's a rollercoaster—ups and downs galore!"

Trisha glared at Quinn and looked away from her. "Let's go. We have a lot to talk about" she said, pulling Nate's hand. "I have a guest coming" he said. "Guest? Who is it?" She furrowed her eyebrows. "It's..." "Her name is Betsy. She's going to be his baby mama" "Are you kidding me? Baby what? No woman is going to be my brother's baby mama. It's better he adopt a child than to sleep with that Betsy" Trisha said with disgust all over her face.

"Oh no, Monde's amazing," she said. I think it's safe to say we have formed quite a bond of our own. Borax did say she misses having a woman in her life to guide her, you know. I mean, there's only so much he can do," she said. "But she's a great kid. Almost like you, Samantha," "Why? Because we're both Black?" Samantha teased, smiling as my mom gave her a look.

Samara took a deep breath before saying, "M-m-mo… mommy." "Fucking hell!" Shawn cursed. He looked up to the sky as if he wanted to scream and protest at The Ones Above. When he looked back at Samara, his face looked tired. "What now?" "Mommy is in debt." "She's always in debt!" "But now... it's different. That man doesn't want to let go of mommy. And Sammy can't just sit still, especially now, when mommy is ready for rehab," said Samara.

I replied and he gave me a soft kiss on my hand. "My mom was just as supportive and hardworking. She was working three jobs at a time after dad died and yet she still had time for us. It must've been the reason why she had a hard time battling cancer, she never had time to rest. I just wish I could've helped her more than I did." Alex said, whispering the last part as he gently traces the veins on my hand. "How about your mom? How come I never saw her yet?" He asked.

“Mama?” Emma grabbed her into a fierce hug, then pulled back to take her all in. “For a moment I thought you’d outgrown that name for me. I don’t think I could have handled that, sweetie. No matter what you evolve into during this time with the Brethren, you need to know that I am always your Mama. No matter if you’re an ancient soul or a very young one; I will always answer to ‘Mama’ and come running.”