Spanish For Husband の小説・ストーリー

Sasabay na Sana siya Kay engineer pero nagsalita ako. " Sa akin sasabay si Lovely sabi ko Kay engineer Sandro at napalinungon Naman siya sa akin. " Sa akin sasabay Ang Asawa ko" ulit ko pa rito nagulat Naman si Lovely NG sabihing Asawa ko...at na pabuntung hininga lang ito. Hinintay ni Sandro Ang sagot ni lovely. Sige na Sandro sasabay na ako Kay Mr. Kiel Montemayor. Saad Naman NG Asawa ko.

Hindi naman nila napansin iyon dahil busy silang lahat sa litrato. "I love you soon to be my wife, Mrs. Sanchez."I whispered to her ears. She smiled."I love you too, Mr. Sanchez."

Pinapatahan ni Iñigo si Marie ngunit hindi iyon naibsan. "wife, I am here as your husband who will listen to all your issues. I'll watch over you until you fall asleep. Don't worry I won't leave your side. Promise. Amd always remember these words; God, says; everything will work out. Don't stress. Everything will be fine. I love you more."

Twice. Armando Miñel Teng. My husband. I don’t really have much to say about him. I don’t dislike him, neither do I like him. He’s using me, and I’m pretty sure na ginagamit niya lang rin ako. This marriage, I mean.

"Who am I to you to call me my surname?" "P-Pero—" "Answer my question." Lumunok ako ng laway. "M-My husband." "Vedi? Sono tuo marito, mia moglie. Dio mio!" (See? I'm your husband, my wife. Oh my God!) saad ni Mr. Valezarte na tila na-disappoint sa 'kin. Hindi ako umimik dahil hindi ko siya naintindihan. "Call me mio morito. Not my name. Not my surname. Mio morito. Capisci?" (Understand?) tila tanong pa niya.

He gave me a half smile and nodded at me. "It's okay. I don't have a problem with that. I can even share my food with you anytime," sabi niya gamit ang espanyol na salita. "Anyways. My daughter's marriage will be next month. Since you're now here with your daughter, you'll come right, Eva?" Tía asked. "Of course, Angie. That's a special day for Loris." The topic changed, they continued talking in the Spanish language with a different topic so I felt relaxed a bit.

Ano ba ang wala sa kanya? Tiningnan niya si Sofia na umiiyak pa rin. Agad niya itong kinabig sa dibdib niya. Hindi niya kayang makita itong nasasaktan. "Shh. Stop crying darling," at hinagkan niya ang ulo nito. "Paano na ako ngayon Jake?" Umiiyak pa rin na tanong ni Sofia sa kanya. "Marry me," mariing wika niya.

"I want to marry you." "You're still married. We are both." "That's why we really need to go back to Spain for this. I don't think I can still wait up for a month of you not being my wife. I want to have a right on you, Ash. I want you mine. Only mine."

"Yes, yes, I agree with that. At sa katanungan mo, yes, nakasakay na sila at dadating sila dito bukas sa Pinas." Sobrang saya ng naramdaman ko ngayon. "Thank you! Ah no! Grazie mille, mio marito." (Thank you, my husband) Nagulat naman siya. "Natututo ka ng mag Italian, wife?" "Syempre, ikaw ang naturo sa akin eh at baka nakakalimutan mo na matalino ako?" "Yeah, you're right. You're the most smart person I know." Napangiti na lang ako at napatingin ako sa orasan sa pulsuhan ko.

Sabay turo sa nilabasan ng mga ito kanina. Tumango-tango ang binata at mariing pumikit na tila siya naiirita sa kanilang pag-uusap na dalawa. The view of his bow-like-red lips makes swallowing her own saliva hard like there's a lump on it. Ano ba ang iniisip niya? Disbelief crossed his eyes. "You are calling him on a first-name basis, yet you can't call your husband by his name? Should we make another rule about that, Mi Esposa?"