Pinoy M2m Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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ngumiti siya "its just for the sake of money zack kaya kita pinakasalan" sabay alis niya sa kwarto ko. Napahawak nalang ako sa ulo ko saka napahiga. Bukas na bukas pupuntahan ko siya di ko hahayaang mawala siya sakin. She's only mine. MINE (after 2 weeks) Monic POV I'm here at the hospital and I'm just waiting for the results.

Ito na nga ang pinakahinihintay ko --- ang magawa ang lahat ng gusto ko at magbagong buhat na malayo sa Cebu. "Ate," tawag ni mama sa akin mula sa likod. "Matulog ka na muna at malayo pa tayo sa Dipolog." Tiningnan ko siya at nakitang nakahiga siya sa kama kasama ang kapatid kong lalaki na si Ramil na naglalaro ng Mobile Legends sa cellphone nito. Doon ko natantong ako lang pala ang nakatayo at nanonood sa tanawin at dagat mula sa barko.

My name is Mina. I’m twenty-nine years old, and for twenty-six of those years I’ve dedicated myself to one thing and one thing only: martial arts. I went from being a world champion to an instructor for those foolish enough to want to follow the same path. My dojo sits at the top of a mountain. If you want to become my student, you climb it in one day. No assistance. No shortcuts. And yes, the traps are real. For the past three years, I’ve lived there like a monk. Quiet. Isolated. Undisturbed.

Prolog Suami istri lagi menikmati kemah di malam hari. Suami minta istrinya bercerita kehidupan sebelum mereka bertemu. Istri pun menceritakan semuanya dan bab selanjutnya akan jadi flashback kehidupan si istri. Bab 1

“Since it’s you, okay, I’ll tell you.” Ngumiti siya nang bahagya bago ipinatong ang dalawang paa sa couch at iniyakap ang braso sa dalawang binti. “Mama was my American dad’s mistress. Wala namang alam si Mama na may asawa na si Dad noon.” Tumingin siya sa akin at bahagyang ngumiti. “My dad likes my mom so much. Pero may asawa siya sa bansa nila. Alam mo ‘yon? Wala talagang paraan para malaman ni Mama, unless sasabihin ni Daddy nang kusa. Wala namang social media noon.” She laughed.

Mayaman ako, 'di ka mamumulubi. "Ang hangin talaga ng isang 'to." nauuyam na wika ko saka itinago ang phone ko. Para namang na-dismaya ang dalawa na kanina pa pala nakatitig sa screen. At kahit mas matanda si Manager Anne, 'di ko naiwasang samaan ito ng tingin. Tumawa lang naman ito sabay kindat. "Eh, nasa abroad ba ang boyfriend mo at may souvenir? Kainggit!" nakangusong sabi ni Marylou. Napaikot akong muli ng mata.

Silly me… I always forget the story and start to tell what I'm living which isn't important to know, not necessary to mention, by the way it's just nonsense and I don't think such kind of life and about it someone wants to hear out from me. Everyone was in the cleanest and a big ground of the village where they set up all the things and dishes for their guest, the firelights all around them stuck on the bamboo stands and opened shelter was such a nice view to have and Ma'la was enjoying everything. Nida, 'You and I will go together.' "Sorry?" (Again confused, the guy with confusions and eternal knowledge. People must change his name to 'the wizard with confusions of knowing everything).'

Dear Readers, Good day! This is La Tigresa and I would like to thank you all for stopping by. Tstory is written in English. If you're a Filipino and wants to read the Tagalog version of the story, please search for Fragments of Memories 2: Beautiful Stranger. Book 1 of the series entitled Fragments of Memories 1: Married at Seventeen (both English and Tagalog version are also available in GoodNovel) The whole series talks about and focuses on self-love, self-worth and self-forgiveness that I hope you'd all be able to relate to and learn from it.

Sa publication family kong parang walang katapusan 'yung energy. Siyempre, kay Sean. “Kamusta trip?” tanong ni Papa mula sa sala habang nanonood ng balita. “Masaya po.” Umupo ako sa sofa habang yakap 'yung bag ko. “Nanalo sina Neville saka si Jedrick.” “Oo nga raw,” sabi ni Mama habang may dalang tubig. “Nagchat si Miss Myrtle.” Habang nagkukwento ako tungkol sa contest, sa Media Convergence, sa Cloud 9, at sa halos pagkamatay ni Ahmad sa hanging bridge, pakiramdam ko bumabalik ulit 'yung buong trip sa utak ko.