Thank You Ma'am Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

She quickly ran inside. The kitchen was so big and spacious, with different maid running here and there on their maid uniform. This work is difficult but I have to do all this because of my sister Amelia. "Are you the new maid" a older woman who look like someone on her 60s interrogated me. "Yes ma I am." "I am miss Clara the head cook." "And you are".? Ashley,"nice name you got." "Here is your uniform you have to wear it when ever you are on duty."

She said. “Thank you ma'am,” They replied in unison.

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She turned away to the window sadly speaking to herself inwards, “If only I could say thank you to them......if only I could speak thanks with all my heart to them…….I understand what they are doing for me but, I fear……..I fear that maybe………… if I thanked them a lot…..they might leave me away……” upon recalling her past with her beloved parents, she remembered how many gifts use to be presented to her by every morning and evening by the hands of her parents, at that moment she was taught for the first time to say the word, ‘Thank you’ by her caretaker Naha to say everyone who ever presented her anything.

“Thank you for the gifts too!” “No worries at all, you just get a good sleep. You need it!” Axel brushed off, looking down at her staggering frame. I just got off, rounding the car to meet her. “Madam? Why are you- Her words just got caught off right then. My hug silencing her. “Thank you for everything, Mae” I whispered, holding her close. “Couldn’t have done it without you.” She just hugged me back. Her breath on my neck. “I couldn’t have done anything without you too, Madam. We’re a team.”

“It's the least I could do.” She sighed. “You have no idea how grateful I am. You saved my daughter from that monster, Sammy.” I shook my head, eyes wet. “I'm no better than him.” “Don't say that. You're a good person, Mr. Rivera.” Mama took my hand. “...nothing like that devil. I can't thank you enough for saving my daughter.” I forced a smile and for the first time studied Amira. She had bruises on her face, arms, everywhere.

But she was still here; she took care of me even better. “I don't need anything more, Amia. The truth is that I want you to leave me here so that I can rest.” She took the things on the table and put them on the tray with a smile. “If that's what you want, ma'am.” Amia turned back on me. I remembered that I had never thanked her. I cleared my throat, and she turned to me. “Amia, thank you for the delicious food. I am very happy,” I said with a sincere smile on my lips.

I sαid‚ nodding quickly while trying to keep my emotions together. She gαve me α smαll‚ kind smile αnd sαt bαck down. “I’m Mrs. Αmαndα. I’m the mαtron from the St. Gertrude’s Orphαnαge. Thαnk you for coming. Pleαse sit.”

" It is nothing, Honey. You have it in you. So it is only fair that they give you what you are worth but you shouldn't have done what you did a few minutes ago." "That is no big deal, ma'am. Where I come from, that is a sign of respect from a grateful heart. And it is also a symbol of a release of a lifetime blessing." " Really?" I asked because I was touched by what she said, " Well, thank you so much for blessing me." "No! Thank you, ma'am, for transforming my life. If you give me the chance I will go down on my knees once more and repeat what I did before over and over again."