Mother Shabubu Novels & Stories

To be exact, she is actually secretly looking down on them. Never give them a face unless they bring her meat to eat. Sha Sha always hearing the topic circling around the tribe as if she was a leader of a gossiper. Those sl-ves who wish to be a friend to her come with a piece of news that can entertain her, and last night she heard something that made her really angry. Shan Yang has taken a sl-ve back! Sha Sha is gritting her teeth between talking when the person she wants to give a baby to has taken another sl-ve when she is obviously right here, and this news has been going on recently around the inner part of their tribe.

She would miss them when it was time to leave. “Mama you look so shiny!” Uthman said. Her son started calling her Mama rather than Mommy recently. It was probably because of the people that he yet over here and how they referred to their mothers. It was clear that Ikram was rubbing off on her son. Tequila was not sure if she liked it or not.

Not impatiently. Just… deliberately. “Thank you, Amara.” Her name again. Always her name. She nodded and turned to leave. “Wait.” Her hand froze just short of the door. “Yes?” A pause. Longer than necessary. Then: “Do you enjoy working here?” The question was unexpected enough to disarm her. She turned slowly. “It’s… a good position.” “That’s not what I asked.” Her heartbeat quickened. He was watching her the same way he had earlier—like he was trying to understand something that didn’t quite make sense yet.

"You didn't care that Julia was suffering from severe heatstroke. You didn't believe it when a student reported her condition to you. You even stopped Mr. Hodge when he was trying to save her! So you're afraid that people might accuse you of playing favorites, huh?" Dad slowly stepped closer to Mom. "Congratulations. You made it. No one will dare accuse you of playing favorites now. "Everyone in this world now knows that you, Monica Campbell, are the strictest and most impartial woman alive—and you achieved that by sacrificing your daughter's life. How the hell are you even fit to be called a mother?" He practically shouted at the last few words. Mom's knees buckled, and her body slid right

She didn’t want to meet me, but I begged the prison guard for the last visit. “Forget about me, Carys. Take good care of yourself. Don’t end up like me. I’ve made too many mistakes.” Her voice was gruff, and tears rolled down her cheeks. The weight in my chest held me back from saying anything. “You’ll always be my mother,” I said shakily. Mom burst out crying, releasing her innermost emotions. “Be a better person in your next life, Mom. Don’t make the same mistakes again.” She nodded and silently mouthed the words, “I love you”.

"What are you up to? Why do you keep giving Cara food and water? Is there something wrong with this water?" I stated my doubts and wanted to take the water. The more she tried to hide it from me, the more I felt something was wrong. When I almost got the bottle of water, Zoe cried out, "Jack, look at your wife! Are you going to let her bully your mom? Have you forgotten about me after you're married?" Jack was speechless, but he still stopped me. "Stop it, Sofia. Maybe she just wants to take care of Cara. The older generations didn't know how to show their love, so don't mind her too much."

In my head I keep running over my tiny conversation with Daniel, if you can even call it that, I feel like a teenager again. My sister Shelly came over to catch up and see the children. Shelly is thirteen years older than me and has always been like a second mum to me. We look very similar except Shelly has short blonde hair and mine is now long and my natural mousey brown colour. I’ve always looked up to both my sister’s, I saw them marry and have children when I was still very young, I always wanted to be just like them. I told her about the odd lack of response I got from the group of mums in Joshuas class. Shelly looked concerned, like she wanted to tell me something but wasn’t sure if s

"You're lying, Ms. Lamont. You're not our mommy." Ivana sneered cruelly, "I'm not lying to you. Yara never gave birth to you. That's why you naturally hate her." Hearing that, Cheryl shoved Ivana in anger. "You're talking nonsense! Even if Mommy is annoying, how could she not be our mother?" Ivana froze. She hadn't expected this reaction after Cheryl learned the truth. Lucas quickly comforted her, saying, "Ms. Lamont, even though you're not our mommy, Cheryl and I still like you."

"I miss him." "He is here," Iris said and placed a hand over Indianna's heart. "And he's up there." Iris pointed towards the ceiling. "With the Moon Goddess, watching over you." A sob escaped Indianna's lips, and she threw her arms around her mother, hugging her tightly. "Thank you," Indianna whispered. "Hey," Iris said and wiped Indianna's tears. "No crying on your birthday." "Sorry," Indianna mumbled and sniffed. "Thank you for the locket. I love it."

Mother added. "Excuse me" Serana gasped and flung her backwards. "Mother, I am slim and beautiful;you don't expect to look like an overgrown elephant" Lina rolled her eyes. "The only shrimp in this table is sitting opposite me, a shrimp that needs to be cast away" Lina was indirectly referring to Phoebe. "Lina" Mother called her name in a warning tone. Phoebe stopped eating fast and slowed her pace. "She's only here to earn our pity and have us take her into our family and I can't believe that you all are falling for her stupid tricks!" Lina fired.