Novel & Cerita My Mother - Episode 1

For the last time, her mother took a glimpse at her and muttered something, "Live Aria! Live." Aria just smiles and wraps her arms around her knees hoping to see her mother again. Because it was always like that. Her mother lures the chasers away from her and come back to get her the next day; it is a common situation for Aria, an episode that she got used to. But when the first ray of rising sun casts the green tall trees, her mother didn't came back. She waited and waited, just like what her mother always said but...she never appear again.

If he bore even a shred of that courage, their mother’s spirit would finally be still in the Moon Realm. Jamil wiped Elena’s tears with the back of his hand, pulling her close and hugging her arm tight. The glow of the television swept against their faces. Both their eyes locked on the image of their mother on the screen. Her soft gaze, frozen in time, filled their hearts with fire and sorrow. In silence, Jamil swore an oath deep inside. He would live his life strong, so their mother’s spirit would never have to worry from the other side. The program ‘Connecting to family’ was still running, the voices of the pack filling the hall.

Lilian stubbornly retorted, “She was carrying my son’s child! Of course, we’ve seen her! How could we not?!” The comment section unleashed another wave of attacks. [What, is her daughter actually a man or something? Because that’s the only way ‘seeing her’ would change anyone’s mind. What nonsense!] [The mother is just as bad as the daughter because she raised her!] I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. "I told you already! My daughter could never abandon a baby!" Lilian raised her voice and responded, "Fine! Since you still won’t admit it, I’m bringing out the third piece of evidence!

Mom then turned to me, looking at me with a pained and aggrieved expression once again. "Rene! Are you seriously going to let your dad and your brothers go to jail? They just made a mistake! It was just a family disagreement that should be easily forgiven!" I wiped the blood from my mouth again. "A mistake? You call it a mistake that you all punched, kicked, and forced me, your own biological daughter, their biological sister, to grovel and beg, all for the sake of an outsider? "Tell me the truth, Mom. I'm not your biological daughter, am I? It's Vivian who is your actual daughter, right?"

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

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”.

My mother could drug minds. Who was Mother?

"I've had it with you! Do I look like a pushover, huh?" Unaccustomed to such humiliation, Mom struggled to her feet to teach the women a lesson. But her two fists were no match for so many opponents, and she was ultimately forced back to the floor. The women she had bullied over the years punched and kicked her while she lay there helpless, curled up on the floor, protecting her face as best as she could. She was acting just like I used to. For the first time, Mom was defeated by those women. The series of blows she had suffered left her on the brink of madness—more so than ever.

If she did not do that, she knew that her mother would not take it lightly with the assistant. " Do you like it?" She asked and looked at her daughter with a smile. " Of course mom, I do!" She said and smiled but inwardly, all she wanted was just to buy it and leave. " Then try a few more." Her mother said excitedly while she gasped. She thought she had seen it all but she was seeing something else. Why should it be now that she was very embarrassed? She thought and itched her hair thinking of what to say but unfortunately, she could not think of any excuse at the moment.