Maria Clara Tagalog Novels & Stories

Hindi nga lang totoo. "Ah ok po" nagpaalam na si Marc at agad bumalik saamin "Ayos ba?" Tanong niya at ngumisi. Agad ko siyang binatukan "Shunga ka talaga" "Ouch naman" reklamo niya at hinimas ang ulo. "Tignan mo si Tita mukang badtrip. Diyan ka ba nagmana sa pagkabipolar? Mukang mananampal eh" aniya kaya napatibgin ako kay Venice na nakakunot ang noo

Well, my mother dear could not wait for even 24 hours and she chose that exact moment to let loose of 4 fvcking painful years of my life in Aira’s mindlink as images flashed in her mind like a fast forwarded, running movie. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Maria maria (Maria maria) Neol wihan mariya (I’m saying this for you) Binnaneun bamiya (It’s a shining night) Neol goeropijima (Don’t torture yourself) O maria neol wihan mariya (Oh Maria, I’m saying this for you) Mwo hareo adeungbadeunghae (Why are you trying so hard)

But Cyra kept her mouth sealed. “Now taste them and tell me how they are?” Clara extended the plate of cookies in her direction. Cyra took her eyes down towards the plate and gazed at them for a brief moment. This would definitely clear all her doubts now. Grabbing a cookie, Cyra took its bite and the moment she tasted it….the land under her feet slipped away. ‘My maa has taught me how to make them….’ her head immediately made her recall those words of his. Clara was his maa? Clara was his mother?

Matapos makahanap ng ganoong lalaki, itatago pa rin niya ito? “Mister, kapatid niya talaga ako,” pagkaraan ng ilang segundo, nabawi ni Clarisse ang kanyang ngiti. Pinaglaruan niya ang kanyang buhok at sinubukang makipag-usap. “Ang pangalan ko po ay Clarisse Sandoval, ikinagagalak ko pong makilala kayo. Paano ko po kayo tatawagan?”

“This is important.” Her eyes moved to me, softer now but still guarded. “Important how?” “My daughter was taken.” I continued, fighting to keep my voice steady. “Maria is the only person who can help us. We just need to know where she is.” The woman hesitated. “I don’t even know you.” She muttered. “My name is Clara,” I said. “And I’m begging you.” Behind her, footsteps approached. A man appeared, probably her husband. “What’s going on?”

Anong akala niya saakin porke't may gusto ako sa kanya ay sasamantalahin na niya ang kahinaan ko? Never. Doon siya sa pader makipaghalikan. ******************* "Klein, my grandson. We are not in a hurry. Can you please drive slowly? Madidisgrasiya tayo sa ginagawa mo." Pagsuwa'y sa kanya ng lola niya. Kanina ko lang nalaman na Imelda pala ang pangalan ng matanda. Hindi bagay sa kanya. Pang mahinhin kasi ang pangalang Imelda tapos siya ay m*****a.

“Whatever. Let’s go. ” 'How can she look adorable with those frowning lips?' Darn it! I must be out of my mind! Why would I find her adorable? She's a brat who treats me like a disposable toy! “Where are you taking me again? I don't remember if we agreed to go somewhere today. ” "You’ll see. Just follow my lead and don't talk too much, old corn.” "Old corn?" I raised an eyebrow at what she called me. "Matandang mais in Tagalog."

Hindi na makakapasok pa. "Just tell me what you want." bagot na wika nito. "Wala. Isa pa, hindi naman sa gusto talaga kitang tawagin. It was an accident." sagot ko rito saka nahiga sa kama. "Si Marylou lang naman may kagagawan nito." "Mary-who?" "Marylou. Kaibigan ko." ulit ko saka ito sinipat. "She told us about the legend. About you, by the way."

RIAMAE VALDEZ Na-doble ang gulat ni Jorge nang kahit na nakatalikod at nakayuko ay nagsalita ang babae. "Kumusta ka, Jorge?" panimula nito na tinapos na ang pagdadasal. Nang humarap ito sa kanya. Gulat na gulat talaga siya. "R-RiaMae?" "RAILEN... RAILEN VALDEZ! KAKAMBAL NI RIAMAE VALDEZ. SIYA ANG ATE KO. MATANDA LANG SIYA SAKIN NANG ILANG MINUTO."

I was curious about one thing though, so I asked her, "Ms. Reina? The diwata you mentioned in the story. It wouldn't be Maria Sinukuan, would it?" "Actually, it is. How did you know?" she replied. "Just a wild guess. About the herbalist? Do you know what her name was?" I asked. "It was a native name if I recall correctly. Marina? Maharlika? Oh! I remember, Mahalia."