Novel & Cerita Si Mama Ko

The person says, who is none other than Mario, her ex-husband. Xavier, who has never seen his mother gets upset other than in the office, was suddenly shocked. At first, he wanted to defend the uncle who is offering him the sausages, but he's getting scared. Xavier chose to hug his mother tightly after all. "Mom, let's back home." Xavier whispers in Lucrecia's ear. The whispers instantly muffled Lucrecia's emotion which is about to burst. Lucrecia exhales slowly, trying to hold back her anger. Then turn around to Alan who is cooking the sausages.

As we arrive at the kitchen,ma and mama are cooking up want seems to be mac and cheese. "Hey you two I was just telling this bimbo that you are expecting"Mama says grinning at Angel and I. "Is it true that I'm going to be a great grandmother" ma excitedly ask. "Yes" I softly reply while rubbing Angel' s belly.

she said to whoever she was talking to, she hang up the sat down on the clean couch " who are you?" " me? Oh I'm shamika, Shamika williams " mika said " I was talking to the person next to you dear " mom said ,looking at me weirdly " are you my son? The one I raised? " she questioned yep I'm in trouble " ma look-" she threw a can at me, where the hell did she get a can from" ma stop aight " I said coz she was hitting me with cans and she can aim good I must say and that shit hurts

Mom says " Mom I think you should punish him, how can a big man like that not know how to cook" Sia suggests " In that case, I have to punish you as well, because you too can't cook" Mom says " What!!! Mine is different, I am a kid, he's an adult" Sia says and mom burst into laughter " You are right my child"

The voice belonged to Mama. **

After spending about three hours with Sia and her mom; Samantha only had one thought in her head. She was lucky. Sia’s mom had been suffering from a terminal illness for the past two years and she had nobody except her daughter, Sia to take care of her. Samantha tried to imagine how Sia had survived for the past two years but nothing was coming to her head. She didn’t know how sixteen-year-old Sia had survived by having her only family in the hospital.

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.

Mama got out of her seat and raced to me. “Mia Bella,” Mama said, panicked. “What’s wrong?” “I’m so happy!” I sobbed. “Pregnancy hormones,” Zander said from behind me. “Shh, you,” Mama said, embracing me in a hug. “You need your Mama right now.” She led me down the aisles. “I need cookies,” I joked. “That’s why you need your Mama,” Mama said, retrieving a bag of Lucia's famous cookies. I smiled at her. No matter how old I get, I’ll always need my Mama.

So I ask the most obvious of them. "Who is Amalia?" I bat my eyes innocently. "Didn't Enzo tell you? I am not surprised though, there was no love lost between them. Amalia is Domenico's mother and she is one twisted witch. Trust me, you don't want to meet her. And if Enzo suggests you take your child to her, your answer should be a resounding no." "Why is she so bad?" I prod, keeping my eyes on the road while Mr Phil takes the turn the GPS prompts him to.

"Mama taught us! Mama knows ALL the dances. She knows salsa and merengue and—and—what's the other one, Mama? The one with the hips?" "Bachata," Mia supplies. Her voice is strained. "Yeah! That one! She's really good! You should see her! Oh wait—you DID see her! Just now! When she was spinning! Wasn't she amazing?" "She was," I say, looking directly at Mia. "She is." Mia looks away. Her hand comes up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear even though it doesn't need tucking. It's a nervous gesture. I remember it.