Pekpek Na Malaki Novels & Stories

He held my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. ‘Why me though?’ I asked him, pouting. He tipped his head sideways in confusion. ‘What do you mean, Zayka?’ ‘Why me and not some other prettier girl?’ His eyebrows shoot up in astonishment. ‘Seriously? You are the most beautiful girl here, Malyshka. And you’re also smart, funny, and I’m pretty sure you can cook’ He added in amusement. ‘You know I could ask you the same thing. Why me and not Lyosha or Misha? I hear Misha is quite a catch’’ He finishes wiggling his eyebrows. I snorted at this. Misha was good looking enough, but he also looked like he was 16. He was gangly and awkward at times, I doubted he was older than 19.

She looked up at me nodded. "Please daddy. I be good" She said to me. I chuckled telling her to go ahead. She grabbed 6 packs putting them in the cart. "Your total is $89.74" The cashier said to Malakai. He grabbed his wallet handing her his card. "Member we go to the park with My daddy" Malaya said to him "I remember. Bye cutie" He said after grabbing his stuff. He gave me a smile and walked away. Shian started ringing my stuff up as I put them on the machine.

Kiara teased and he just frowned at her. “Taste them before you comment anything. This is calamares, dip it on the vinegar, and this orange ones are called kwek-kwek here’s the sauce of you want… Don’t overthink and just eat.” “You go first.” “So if I collapse here and get poisoned you would be safe?” Kiara guessed. “Yeah.” Phoenix plainly replied as he examined the foods. “Don’t blame me when there’s nothing left for you. yes?” Kiara continued eating and satisfying her cravings, Phoenix just watched her and with the way she ate, it made him swallow his own saliva as he drooled at the foods since Kiara ate them like they are so tasty.

Umakting siya na parang nasusuka. "Baka naman sinasabi mo lang na natikaman mo na pero hindi pa pala para makaiwas." I pouted. He laughed. "Totoo. Promise." "Okay. Sabi mo eh." Hinila ko ulit siya, papunta naman sa nagtitinda ng calamares. "Ito? Nakatikim ka na?" "Ano yan?" "Calamares?" "Calamares is squid, right? So that's deep fried calamares with batter? Anong lasa niyan?"

When things become what you used to do, it’s so hard to let go. Mula dito ay malinaw na malinaw ang mga ngiti ng tatlong nasa larawan. Si Papa na naka-akbay kay Mama habang karga ako sa kabilang braso. This portrait seems so perfect. Ang sarap pagmasdan. Nakakalunod ‘yung mga ngiti namin. Ang bata ko pa sa portrait. Ang inosente ng mga ngiti.

Miall Per my mother's instructions, Malakhi and I waited downstairs for the girls. It took them forever to get ready, and I started to get bored. Malakhi seemed excited despite stuffing himself with Amanah’s fruits. We both sat on the island tools, watching Malakhi choose and pick which fruit he would shove in his mouth. “Do you really want to go through it again with Amanah?” I asked as I leaned against my fist, watching him peel an orange, as she called it. It was orange in colour, which was not very creative of her people.

putol ko sa kanya Bigla nya akong niyakap. Wala na kaming pakielam pareha kung maraming tao ang nakakakita sa drama namin ngayon "Baby, baka pwede pa nating simulan ulit? This time I promise you na hindi na kita sasaktan pa. Ipaglalaban kita sa kahit kanino, kahit pamilya ko na ang kalaban. Pangako. Just give me another chance

His actions isn't ignorant yet he's really annoying to the point that I want to pluck out those eyes that seems to be making fun of me. "Θα σας δώσω φαγητό όσο θέλετε αν μπορείτε να μου πείτε για εκείνη την ομάδα Malaca που λέτε.(I'll give you food as much as you want if you can tell me about that Malaca group you're saying.)"

“Mail me some.” “Mail?” I arched a brow, cracking eggs into a bowl. “Babe, by the time it gets to you, it’ll be a science experiment. Mold cake deluxe.” Malik burst out laughing. “Kimani’s bakery: buy one, get free penicillin.” I gave him a glare through the camera. “Keep talking, Malik. I’ll put salt instead of sugar and dedicate the cake to you.” Zendaya clapped her hands like a seal. “Yes! Roast him, wife!”

Her gaze reminds me of a terrible past but her freckles make me enlarge the photo until those little spots are splattered across every inch of my screen. I don't realize I've been caught staring at the image until Junnev clears his throat. He gives me a questioning look while I glance at Malakai who's currently blowing a gum balloon. “Ever heard of the KMJ Gone Girls?” Junnev shrugs like I knew he would, he only lives for food, football, and our brotherhood, but Malakai's eyeballs nearly bulge out of his skull.