Man Crying Novels & Stories

he uttered as his eyes glistened with tears. Wala sa loob na pinunasan ko ang tumulong luha sa mata niya gamit ang libreng kamay ko. Ngayon ko lang siya nakitang ganito. And for a man to cry, that only means genuine. He's human; his feelings are real. Hinawakan niya ang kamay kong nasa pisngi niya, dinala iyon sa mga labi niya at hinalikan.

Doon siya umiyak habang tinatawag ang ina. "Ma... Tito Ads..." Sinubukan niya ulit ngunit nabigo siyang sumingit sa mga tao. Umiyak na siya habang sinusubukan nang paulit-ulit. "T-tulong po..." sinubukan niyang humingi ng tulong pero hindi siya pinansin. Ilang minuto siyang umiyak doon hanggang sa may lumapit sa kaniyang lalaki. "Hey, kid. Why are you crying?"

Cry He left, so I'm alone here in our house again. Hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko, so I'm thinking of doing something to Mike like pranking him but I'm not sure if okay lang gawin, maybe later if I'm still bored. Three hours later.. I'm watching Titanic and cry because of the ending. I called Mike while crying to make fun of him. In one ring he answer my call. "Hello wife," bungad niya sa akin, so I start sobbing. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, and I heard his worried voice.

Ngayon niya lamang ito nakitang umiyak dahil sa araw-araw na kasama niya ito ay palagi itong nakangiti at tumatawa. Niyakap naman niya ito ng mahigpit at saka napaiyak na lamang siya. "I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so sorry..." "Mama, are you crying? It's bad po ba?" Saad ni Carlo saka hinawakan nito ang mukha niya. "No, baby. It's okay. I promise, sa birthday mo makikita mo siya." Tugon niya at saka pinunasan ang mga luha niya sabay ngiti sa anak niya.

tawag ko rito. Nakita ko itong tumatakbo papalapit sa akin. Nakangiti ko syang pinapanood but my smile faded when I saw his face. He looked sad. Sinalubong ako agad nito ng yakap. I hugged him back and I felt his shoulder move and my cloth got wet by his tears. He's crying. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" alalang tanong ko. "I'm sorry mama" umiiyak na saad nito. My heart felt heavy when I heard his sad voice.

Even when I closed my eyes tight to look like I really am struggling to breath because of my dramatic sobbing, I peeked a little to my side to see if what the big boy was doing. And heck, yeah. He has the face I can laugh at for the rest of my life. Kunot na kunot ang noo, nakaawang ang labi at nanginginig na naman, halatang hindi alam kung anong gagawin sa sitwasyon niya ngayon. I smirked for a millisecond because of that, but returned to my dramatic acting. "H-Hey! What's wrong? Are you okay? D-Do y-you need a-anything?"

But I stilled again when I heard a soothing voice of a man that made my heart react despite my situation. “Shhh… don’t cry, baby. I won’t hurt you,” malambing nitong wika habang yakap pa rin ako ng mahigpit. Hindi na ako nagtangka pang magmulat ng mga mata dahil kadiliman lang din naman ang makikita ko.

Kung mangyari man iyon— tatanggapin niya. Naramdaman niya ang patulo ng kaniyang mga luha na mabilis niyang pinalis ng mga palad. “Mom, why are you crying? Did you miss daddy, too?” Humawak sa pisngi niya ang maliit na kamay ni Evan. Mas lalong siyang napaiyak dahil ang gesture ng anak niya ay kuhang-kuha sa ama nito. He had eyes who looked so deeply that even her sometimes shivered from it.