Mommy Abdl Novels & Stories

Afrah replied. "I miss my daddy too," the girl said. "Uncle Abdul is a nice daddy, but I miss my real daddy. Mama says he has travelled to a far place, and he will not come back for a long time. I want to see him so I can tell him how much I miss him."

Another young woman, probably in her early thirties emerged from nowhere and asked the receptionist about Maryam. "Stella, she's the Mrs. Abdullah Saleh." the receptionist hissed at her in a low whisper which Maryam caught. The woman, supposedly Stella, quickly looked again at her and her eyes widened when realization dawned upon her. "I apologize. Please, come right this way." Stella said and the receptionist walked away.

' Then she turned to mom 'I was telling Zainab the other time I saw her at a wedding in Ogun that she should do quick and bring husband home, abi is she not twenty now? Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!! I looked at Zee, her face was devoid of any emotion. I dared a glance at my dad who still has his eyes glued on the TV and my mom who was looking at Zee as if she has grown two heads. 'Abi oo' mom replied with a tight smile. The whole mood changed in the sitting room. We both sat down like lost puppies and we had to nod to everything they were talking about. In less than 30 minutes, Mummy Ola left and mom saw her off to the Gate. Dad still sat nothing, the newspaper still in his hand. Then mom came back i

Maybe little Chloe was damn blessed after all because she could get away with anything that she wanted, "Did you hear me? Your grades would be cancelled if you fail to bring your mother. Unlike Chloe's mom, she's not done anything…." A knock was rasped on the door interrupting the teachers words, and the principal walked into the office, "What the hell is going on here? I heard Chloe got hurt? Where's she? Who dare to harm my baby? “Mommy, Mommy Emma sprained my ankle” “Oh my baby” “ Where's her parents, bring them to me right now, who is the mother of this child”

As it should be, he takes a great deal of pride in accomplishing it. Abigail works as a receptionist at a primary school in the neighborhood. In reality, she does her work with Maddy or Miss Kay. In the process of becoming Mrs. Romero. Indeed, you read that correctly; my dad and Maddy are going to get married. I'm overjoyed for both of them.

stubbornly refusing to say "mommy" Feeling a bit downhearted, Abigail took Pax into her arms. Despite Abigail's efforts in pregnancy and childbirth, Pax seemed reluctant to call her "mommy". "Hubby, do you think it's because I haven't spent enough time with him, that's why he won't call me mommy?" After returning to her job at the comics studio in Florivera following her maternity leave, Abigail threw herself into her work. Her comics gained popularity, bringing success to their studio. But her busy schedule meant less time with Pax, who was mostly cared for by Nathan.

I sat awkwardly on my chair trying hard to maintain contact with the nanny who stood in front us - clenching unto her portable handbag with both hands in front of her legs . "My name is Abigail Ma, and I live with just my dad. Am 23yrs old, trying to save up money for my studies..." she spoke smoothly as she swayed her right hand demonstratively in the air. '23yrs!'. I gasped startlingly in shock as I lifted my eyes to admire her.

Nate finally explain properly. Adele finally gasped when she heard the hidden truth behind it all the thought of separation a mother from the child was one of the most painful things. Adele knew this because she has seen a lot of pained looks at the face of her clients who lost their child to sickness or at childbirth. " I just wanted something to make her stay longer, I don't want her to leave after three years, in fact I don't think I even want her to leave ever again. I want her to stay with me forever "

Gail’s Writing Platform I launched a regional publication featuring stories of resilience and survival. The magazine became a voice for marginalized youth, bridging communities and providing educational resources for readers and contributors. Mother’s Garden Mother took up gardening, transforming a small backyard into a lush space. The garden became a meeting point for the family and neighbors, symbolizing growth, care, and nurturing, reflecting her ongoing influence on everyone around her. Abby’s Family Abby and Nomsa welcomed their first child. The household filled with joy and renewed purpose. Abby balanced business and fatherhood, learning new lessons in patience, love, and responsibilit

dad and my brothers shouted in a distance. “ well I guess they in front of the TV, watching football” saying flatly “ Yea baby” my mum said. The door opened, “ ok mum I call you later”. “ bye honey”. I looked up and saw a girl with a curly hair with freckles all over her face and glasses “hey” “Hi, name is Abigail” she said walking to her bed. “hmmm”, then the door opened again A head with more tighter curl than Abigail came through the door then the face came in and the whole body, she turned around.