Mamaya In English Novels & Stories

I ask. Am​ara and James exch‌ange glances. “‍Maya Grace Kat‌o.” “Grace?”⁠ I r​ep‌ea⁠t, te‌ars for​ming. “‍A‌fter Mama Grace. And al‌so—” Amara hes‍itates “—‍if Ayana had lived, yo‌u said she wanted to be call​ed AY fo⁠r s⁠hort. Maya⁠ kin‍d‌ of sounds like that. MY. It’s ou‌r way of honorin⁠g bot⁠h.”

A dream that anytime, I can wake up. "I would like to know first why you call me Haya? My name is Zariya," I corrected him. "The word 'Haya' here refers to a young lady, it's also a sign of respect if the real name is not known yet." So, you mean that Haya is a young lady? Miss in English? Is that so? This world is really different. They have their own vocabulary! Seriously? "So don't be surprised if any creature here calls you Haya because you're just a newcomer and not everyone knows you yet."

I have a reputation Just as Mara was about to say another thing... Maya and her mother is already there the Stepmother rushed to the father...

Angela, her mom asked and Lexi nodded enthusiastically, her golden hair bobbing up and down. "Mom am so happy!" Lexi screamed throwing her arms around Angela's waist. "Am happy for you Ma Mie" her mom said, her french accent adding a musical quality to her words. (Ma Mie meaning my dear, was the french endearment Angela, her mom gave her)

Vanessa took in a deep breath again and she cleaned the tears on her face. “ Mummy, who is that lady?” Mara asked walking inside the room, Vanessa was startled, she didn’t know when Mara entered the room. “ Hey baby, You scared me” She said and Mara sighed. “ Mummy, who is she?” She repeated. “ Who?” Vanessa asked pretending she has no idea who Mara was talking about. Mara sat on the bed and folded her arms “ Mummy, a lady is in the sitting room and I saw her hugging Daddy and I don’t like it” She said. Vanessa Chuckled, she stood up from the bed and went to the mirror.

Maya told the girl, “Thank you very much, ma’am. Thank you so much. “ The child then started whimpering and crying. Maya gently cradled the young lady’s face in her hands. “Hey, don’t call me ma’am, call me Maya.” She had grown weary of formality. Her employees in J-City always address her as Ma’am or Lady Archer, while the rest of the world refers to her as just Lady Archer. Today she wanted to be called something different: just Maya.

The engraving on the tombstone read: In Loving Memory of Jasmine. "Hi, mom. I always said that when I brought my first friend home I would introduce them to you." Even though there was a smile on Mai's face, an air of melancholy surrounded her. This was Maria's first time witnessing such an emotion coming from Mai of all people, so used to seeing the girl lively and fearless.

Deciding that it was best to watch the morning preaching of Pastor Wale Feso than pay attention to Mama. Mama looked over at May who was standing still and looking at her like she had just seen a ghost. "My daughter, what are you doing there? Come on, come and greet your mother-in-law." She called to her jovially, gesturing with her hand that was left hanging in the air because of the bag she was holding. May walked robotically to her, dragging her feet as she was still wondering why mama decided to visit today. Maryam hadn't told her about the call.

“ Madam Ariana , I have come to see you . “ said a girly voice as the door opened . When she turned their head , Amra remained shocked when she saw that it was Mona . “ Mona ? “ said Amra shocked . “ Mona , welcome dear ! I was waiting for you . With all the worries that these children have caused me , you are the only one that can bring me some peace and tranquility in my life . “ said madam Ariana with a smile .

Amira added Princess Becka turned her attention to Amira, she gave Amira a disgusted look checking her from head to toes. “My mother and her poor taste of friends” Becka said with a low tone not loud enough but Amira heard her “You must be the peasant my mum found in the bush” she asked rudely “I am Amira my p.....” Amira responded Amira was cut short before she could complete her sentence. “I don’t care what your name is, just know your boundaries and don’t over step them” Becka said rudely “And you, be useful” she said as she cat walked out.