Novel & Cerita Mommy Abdl

she asked, her voice a mixture of shock and disgust. My mother met her gaze without flinching. “Yes, Miss Temper Tantrum. I am Mrs. Sandra Delmundo. My husband is the very man your father plays golf with. And Abigail…” she paused deliberately, her eyes cutting toward me, “is my daughter.” The room went dead silent. My heart slammed so hard I could feel it in my fingertips. I wanted to speak, to protest, but my mouth refused to move. Miranda’s lips parted, but no sound came out at first. Then a slow, mocking smile stretched across her face. Her eyes gleamed with sudden, poisonous delight.

Mom: "Of course. I'm always a thoughtful person." Me: "So where exactly is this island located?" Mom: "Well, it's a small island surrounded by water. I passed by there last time I went to Dubai to buy some abayas and perfumes. The island isn't far from Abu Dhabi. It's calm. The serenity is beautiful. It's peaceful. There are speedboats you can play with in the water. There are also little buildings,a museum, an aquarium, a beauty spa for me and my little Angel , and a fully equipped gym apart from the mansion. The place is like a small world."

she says desperately, seeing the liquid running down her legs. "Calm down, habib, come and change." "Calm down, my little princess. Come, dear, let's get ready to go with them." Four hours later, Zayn holds Khaled Al-Abadi in his arms, his eyes filled with tears. He couldn't have received a better birthday present than the birth of his first child.

Brie's Pov My name's Brianna Quinn, I'm 28 years old. The proud owner of B Architecture and interior designs. I started this company at the age of 20 and here I am today. It wasn't easy though but I had support from my mum and siblings. They were there for me and I couldn't be more thankful their support. My company is everything to me and I don't take shot from anyone, my employees know best not to mess with me.

Just then, Abdul walked into the kitchen. “Abdul, have you met Alexander’s mother?” Fareeda asked, looking at Abdul with a smile on her face. When he shook his head, she continued. “Well this is Alexander’s mother, Anna. Mother, this is Abdul, our adopted son.” Fareeda said, winking at Abdul who only gave her a shy smile. “Well it’s nice to meet you and welcome to the family. Fareeda is a very lovely person to be with.” Anna said, smiling at Abdul.

Mami nods her head at Umma without uttering a word, while Umma clean her tears with the back a her hand. "I'll tell them to keep a close eye on her and report back" King Abdullah said. They just nods their head not able to say anything. Asmy move away from the door, wiping the tears coming down from her eyes, her sister is alright, she knows that's more important to them than anything. **** It's been a while seen Mami and the King left, but Umma is still on her spot sobbing uncontrollably. Abba sat down beside her, holding her hands he said "Is high time you stop crying Maryam".

A few jeweries and they should be heading home. ‘’Thanks, mother’’ Anable hugs Mrs Alphia before walking out with her mother. Mrs. Alphia felt weird having been called mother by Anabel, she was doing all she could out of obligation, she could not show the world, and she would rather have Arielle only.

she left the room, leaving Abigail and Alexander to wonder. "Alex, why has Mommy turned into a sadist since coming to this city?" "I'm sure the atmosphere of this city has changed our angelic Mommy into a sadistic Mommy, Abi." Arabella opened the door again trying to check on them, "10 minutes are up, 50 minutes left." "Are you serious?" Both Abigail and Alexander asked in disbelief. "40 minutes left," Arabella looked at them crossing her arms leaning on the door. Rushing out of bed, both Abigail and Alexander rushed into the bathroom, making Arabella laugh, "Little rascals, you both think you can win against me? Don’t forget I’m your mommy."

Mom asked worriedly. "No, my other employer, Adrianna. She is actually the same age as lily. Her and her sister are like my children," we all nodded in understanding. "Alright you can go," dad told her. "Thank you sir," she said. Hardly had she reached the door when Mark shouted. "Wait, have you just said Adrianna?" He asked and we looked at him. "Yes, she is called Adrianna," Maria said. "That's impossible," Abigail murmured.

Malcolm says, observing me carefully. "Can you get me a glass of milk," I requested. He nodded and immediately left the room to get it. I rose from the bed and entered the bathroom. There, I stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself. I raised my dress and stared at my flat stomach. "So, there is a baby in here now," I mumbled and broke down. "Sorry baby, but I'm a terrible mother. I can't bring you into this world when I can't even look after your sisters…Once I find Miranda, I will abort this pregnancy," I declare.