Man Crying Novels & Stories

Paulit-ulit siyang humihingi ng tawad habang nakasubsob ang mukha niya sa balikat ko. Ramdam ko ang pamamasa ng uniform sa bandang balikat ko. He's crying. "D-Don't be mad at m-me please?" He is like a baby. Raddix is acting like a baby in front of me.

he said and he cried. Man can cry too. It will never be less of a man. Even me. I am crying too when that time came. Jeff knows that. Hindi kabawasan sa pagiging lalaki ang pag - iyak. Tao lang din kami. May mga emosyon na nararamdaman. May mga bagay na kailangan din namin iiyak. I let him cry with no judgments. I just grab my glass and his to get another whiskey and give that to him. I feel like I have a little brother that wants the love of his family. Jeff doesnt have that. Only Jean gave that to him.

This kid! “Stop crying. You’re not a man if you cry.” Giit ko habang pinapahiran ang mga luhang pumapatak sa kaniyang mata. I felt so helpless, but I can’t do anything about it. He’s not my kid. “Ikaw lang gusto ko maging Daddy. Why? You don’t like my Mom?” Marahang iyak niya. D*mn! What should I do to a crying kid?! I stiffly patted his back and hugged him in a tight embrace.

"Please baby, hug me na. Ikaw lang ang baby ni Daddy Lucas, diba? Alam mo naman na love na love kita e. Sayo lang ako..." Hindi pa rin ako umiimik kahit napansin ko ang bahagyang panunubig ng mga mata niya. "Iiyak na yan...iiyak na yan...iiyak na yan." his friends chanted. "Hug na yan, baby girl" and before my husband would embarassed himself in front of the crowd I opened my arms to give him a hug. Mahirap na at baka umiyak pa ang isang Lt. Col. Montenegro, ano na lang ang sasabihin ng Aaden Clay namin pag nalamang umiyak ang tigasing daddy niya sa harap ng maraming tao.

He is trying to give a genuine smile. Nagawa pa niyang ngumiti sa akin kahit nahihirapan na siya. Kahit nahihirapan na siyang huminga. I caressed his face while I'm crying silently. He is a good man. "Can you stop crying Sheena." he said, touching my face. Hinawakan ko naman ang kamay niya na nakahawak sa pisngi ko. Napahagulgol na lamang ako sa iyak while shaking my head.

They both cried harder holding their father's hand. I hugged them and cried with them too. The three of us are crying in so much pain Our cries and sobs are too painful to hear. Their little bodies are trembling begging for their father to wake up. “See that Daddy? Aren’t you gonna fight for this little angels? They are waiting for you. They are not mad at you.” Cy pulled out from our hug then he move closer to his unconscious father. She was staring at his face intently. Tinaas nito ang kamay niya at marahang hinaplos ang mukha ng daddy niya. Ang mga luha’y ayaw nang paawat. Ang mga mahihinang hikbi ay tuluyan nang lumakas.

Cyril’s crying, April is crying too. “As an assurance, my surname, love, soul, and life. I will give them all to you. I am giving you the privilege to break me or to build me. Do whatever you want! Just make me the happiest person in the world. Please, April Bernardo Constantino. Give me the chance to live my life with you and our kids forever. Please marry me again.” Both of them are a total mess. They are both crying because of too much emotion. Who said a man can’t cry? Of course, they are! Lalo na kung tamang tao ang iiyakan.

I raise my fist and everyone raise their fist on air and shouted so loud, I just smiled at them and everyone are hugging each other, I see Seven go and the other blues some cries and some goes to me and shakes my hand. “Ten!” I heard someone shouted in this crowd and Krist hugged me then he cried on my shoulders he sob so loud “T-Thank you” he stuttered and I just calm him down “I love you” That was the sweetest I’ve heard in my life at kumawala na siya sa yakap niya and wipe his tears.

nakangiting turan ko sa kanya. “People just cry when they are sad or they are hurt, right? So, who hurt you mom?” naaliw ako sa kanyang tanong. He is just five years old pero akala mo’y malaking tao na kung magsalita. “No one, anak, promise. People will also cry when they are happy. The tears you saw from mom’s eyes are tears of joy.” napakunot ang noo nito sa sinabi ko. Ang cute niya, kamukhang-kamukha niya ang tatay niya. Mula sa natural na kapal ng kanyang kilay, sa mga mata niya, sa tangos ng kanyang ilong hanggang sa maninipis nitong mga labi. Napatingin ito sa itaas, napaisip, bakas ang kuryosidad sa kanyang mukha.

Nakatalikod na ako nang maramdman ko ang mahigpit niyang hawak sa kanang palapulsuhan ko. Wala akong lakas ng loob na harapin siya, ayokong ipakita sakaniya ang lagay ng itsura ko ngayon dahil lang sa pag-ignore niya saakin. "Don't cry..." my shoulder trembles as I sarcastically laugh. "You're doing it again..." I said, looking at him with a half-hearted smile. Nakita ko ang gulat at pagtataka sa mga mata niya nang tuluyang mapagmasdan ang lagay ng mukha ko. Yeah, the nonsense crying has made my eyes swollen.