Man Hands Novels & Stories

pagbabanta pa ng isa. Napansin ko na nasa amin lahat ang atensiyon nilang lahat hanggang sa may nakita akong lalaking tumayo mula sa pagkakaupo nang mapansin ang sitwasyon at naglakad palapit sa direksyon namin. "Hands off her," he commanded calmly, but the men holding my hand just laughed. I gazed into his deep brown eyes and his furrowed eyebrows, which seemed to show he was losing his temper. His full, pink lips and perfectly straight nose added to his intense expression.

I panicked because of his sudden burst out. Kailanman, hindi ko nakita ang isang Alanzo Ulises na umiyak. Never did I imagine he'd be in despair because of me. He has everything, and he can have everything in just a snap. And seeing him shed a tear because of me? Everything's surreal. His body trembled as he held my hand. Malamig ang mga kamay niyang 'yon. I wonder if my touch can melt his hands as cold as ice.

They are good-looking and I think he looks like… Iniisip ko pa kung sino kamukha no’ng lalaki na messy ang hair nang makita ko na itinaas ng matabang lalaki ang kamay nito, the chubby man hit the old one with a slap. How bad that man is! Kanina pa nito dinuduro si manong pero hindi naman lumalaban at humihingi pa ng apology then sasampalin niya pa. I hate people like that chubby man. Very arrogant.

He froze. He saw Astrid, gently treating and bandaging a young man’s wounded hand. Naalala niya ang lalaking iyon. It was the same guy who brought Astrid back to their place last time. Santi remembered him so damn well. Nag-init agad ang kanyang dugo.

Naramdaman ko ang malaki at mainit na palad ni Niro na kumulong sa nanginginig kong kamay. Lumingon ako sa kaniya. “I’m right here. I’m not letting your hand go,”

She was holding on the upper hand bar while they both wait for the bus to stop. "Thank you po ulit." The middle aged man smiled back in pure kindness."Wa'ay man..."

“Tanda, gusto ko makita kung sino ang liligtas sa'yo ngayon.” Habang hawak ang kutsilyo sa kamay niya, sumugod si Manuel kay Sunny. Nang tatama na ang kutsilyo sa target, may bala na nagmula sa dilim at pinalipad ang kutsilyo palayo sa kamay ni Manuel. Hinawakan ni Manuel ang namamanhid niyang kamay at napalitan ng gulat ang mukha niya. “May tao dito!”

Bati nila saakin habang ningitian ko lang sila ng pagkatamis at hinawakan ng isang white ang kamay ko na walang gloves. "Ang lambot naman ng kamay mo Mr. 2" I shake hands with him until I see someone coming and he pull the white on my front. Lumaki ang mata ko nang inabanggan ni Ten ang mga white at green saaking harapan. Hinawakan ni Ten ang leeg nya habang pina abot saakin ng guard ang pares ng gloves. "Wear this, at ayaw kong mahawakan ka nila"

And Randall can't understand the disapproval that he felt as he saw them. Ang mga kamay ng dalawa na may hawak ng produkto ay kapwa nakalahad paharap sa camera. Ang isang kamay ni Fiona na walang hawak na botelya ay nakalapat sa dibdib ng lalaking kasama nito. Habang ang lalaki naman ay nasa baywang ni Fiona ang isang kamay. And both of them were facing each other. At dahil naka-sports bra lamang si Fiona ay nakahantad sa lahat ng naroon ang tiyan nito. And the man was holding her on her waist. Ang kamay nito ay nakadaiti sa balat mismo ng dalaga.

His hands are middle of soft or rough. Then I notice, he has many kalyo? Is he a writer or such but, this kalyo is for playing a guitar. Right. “Is my hand that interesting.. Wife” i can feel his breath on my right ear, as he whispers those words. “ Uhhh.. n.no i j.just” “ just what, my dear wife? Don’t worry, these hands is all yours once we finish this ceremony or rather i’ll be yours.. Forever” he then again whispers.