Tagalog Bike Hugot Lines Novels & Stories

Tumingin ako ng diretso sa kanya. Parang unti-unti akong nahipnotismo nito at muntik na akong mawala sa aking sarili ng makita kong papalapit na ng papalapit ang labi ko sa kaniya. Agad naman akong tumayo at tumawa para hindi mahalata ang nakakailang na nararamdaman ko. Take note: Salakot - Salakót is a traditional lightweight headgear from the Philippines used for protection against the sun and rain. Credits to Wikipedia.

"Wala ng mangyayari. Kanina pang expose ang mga mukha natin sa hangin nila. Wala namang nangyari sa atin." Napatango naman si Mark kaya napabuntong hininga na lamang si Dave at nakigaya na rin sa amin. Halos sabay-sabay naming hinubad ang mga suits namin. Suot naman namin sa loob ang mga uniform namin kaya hindi awkward. We're now wearing our black with pink line sa gilid for girls, and black and red long line sa boys. Ang line na tinutukoy ko ay isang simpleng nakatayong line sa magkabilang bahagi ng katawan namin. Nagsisimula ang pink print sa ilalim ng kili-kili at nagtatapos hanggang sa itaas gilid ng bawat paa namin.

Pare-parehas na litrato ang naroon. Litrato ng isang banggaan. Isang pulang Isuzu Crosswind na basag ang salamin at maraming bahid ng dugo ang windshield ng driver’s seat ang nasa isang panig ng kalsada samantalang ang nakabanggaang sasakyan ay isang itim Toyota Vios na yupi ang unahang parte. May nakasulat na malaking caption na capitalized pa ang lahat ng letra. HINDI IBIG SABIHIN NA NANGYARI NA AY KAKALIMUTAN NA.

“Hop on, Princess.” I slid on behind him, instinctively wrapping my arms around his waist tighter than my pride would allow. His stomach was warm under my hands, solid and infuriatingly strong. I could feel the vibration of the bike beneath us. The engine roared to life. I squealed, heart hammering. “I’m not dying tonight!” I shouted, more to convince myself than him. “Hold on tight!” Tristain called over the growl of the Ducati. I held on. Too tight. And secretly, I wondered if this ride would be the most fun—or the most terrifying—experience of my life.

There are only two things in this fucked up world I give a damn about, motorcycles and women. ​I ride them both the same way with a heavy hand and zero mercy. I like easing into the stroke, feeling the machine warm up beneath me, then manhandling them around tight corners until the metal screams. I want them redlining, vibrating through my bones until they’re begging me to let off the gas. I don't do gentle. I do control. ​Sup, Boss.

singhal nito. "That is one of the beke language na ang ibig sabihin ay tomboy or lesbian." Paliwanag ko sa kanya. "Hoy, umayos ka huh! Don't tell me na namamakla ka na!" "Tsk...pasmado na naman 'yang bibig mo. Narinig ko lang 'yan huh!" Natawa na lang ito at kapagkuwa'y biglang nalungkot.

) Lorey said and Christian laugh at the word ‘navigator’ The boss scratched his head “sabi mo diba nakaka usap at nakakakita ka ng mga multo? Puno ng ganon ang isla kaya naisip naming ikaw ang maghahanap sa mga bata” (you told us that you can see and talk to the ghosts, the island is full of those things. We planned that you will locate the missing children) Christian can understand and speak tagalog so he understand what the boss said “this face of missings” they give them the missing posters and Lina recognized them. I should have ripped this poster earlier if I know that they’ll need it

Kailangan ang talas ng paningin at pang-amoy para makaiwas sa mga nakakalat na dumi ng aso. Isang grupo ng mga istambay na nakatago sa mga anino ng isang matandang puno ng Balete ang naaninag niya ngunit hindi pinansin dahil walang nakitang ka-hugis ng mga kapatid. Papalampas na ang dalaga nang may maulinigang mahihinang buskahan at malalakas na tawanan. "Pipoy, dumaan 'yung syota mo."

Nakakindat niyang untag rito. "Hala s'ya... Hi-blood agad?" Tita Ali. "Girl, you are so rude! Nakakasakit ka sa mga bilbil at mga taba namin huh!" "Well, she is right, Carrot and Ali. You two must monitor your blood pressure and weight, nagkakaroon pa naman talaga ng hi-blood ang mga overweight." "Tama ka Tita Car. Isa pa, kahit hindi na summer ngayon dahil beer months na, may nababalitaan parin akong may nahi-heatstroke sa sobrang kainitan."

The motorcycle’s smooth idling signals a happy engine. Nate has just toned down his relief at finding his hyung and their getaway vehicle. It’s his way of saying I missed you and Am I glad to see you. “Don’t blame me,” Shadow replies in Korean. “Blame the Woodland Vista website. This ain’t Tagaytay. This is Batangas.” His intonation is everywhere especially when he says Philippine place names. “Geureom,” Nate says matter-of-factly. “It’s marketing for the tourists. They’ve stretched out Tagaytay and called it Metro Tagaytay. They’re billing it as ‘the second Summer Capital of the Philippines’.”