Tula Para Kay Nanay Novels & Stories

Teq's voice broke as she replied. "Hey guys." She sniffled. "How are you doing?" "Good, how're you City?" "I'm good." She responded. "Where's Nana?" She asked. "Hello lady." Lauren's voice came through. "Nana." Tequila sniffled as she heard the voices she'd dearly missed. "Where are you guys? How are you faring? Just tell me and I'd send a troop down there." She rambled expecting a location. "We're fine."

She was the one who brought them over, and they were not familiar with anyone in the capital. Naya was a domesticated woman. She did not plan on having too much fun in the capital, because she could not afford to spend too much money. She simply wanted to take Lulu around for some sightseeing. The weather was just right, so going anywhere was convenient. Tanya had intended on taking her grandfather for some sightseeing, but her plans were delayed due to the old man’s wounds. Only now could they begin their fun.

"Mommy? You're crying because Pasha couldn't protect Uncle Tuyul, right? Am I a bad kid?” "No, baby. I cried happily because I heard the story of Uncle Tuyul's courage after a long time. And you're not a bad kid." "I'm sorry it took so long to remember, mommy," "It's okay, baby, it's okay." The next day I took Pasha and Tasha on a picnic in the garden near Green Lake. It is Tuyul and Mbayul's favorite place. Also, the place of our first meeting. “Pasha, I want you to remember Uncle Tuyul as Mommy's precious friend.”

She fully supported her friend in whatever made her happy. “Sana all, Mom!” Zoey teased, making them laugh again. “You have time for F******k, huh?” Quinn smirked at her goddaughter. “Like, duh, Tita-Ninang! Gadgets are everywhere now! I’m not a nerd—I even use TikTok!” Quinn laughed even harder, enjoying teasing her. (Note: Tita means Auntie and Ninang means Godmother) “Remember to limit screen time, my dear daughter,” Claire reminded.

I said softly, and Todd beamed at me before placing a kiss on my lips. “Good girl,” he told me softly, using a tone that made my heart flutter, and then he pushed the door to the living room open, and we walked into the noisy atmosphere. Nana was seated beside Laurel, her albums spread out in front of them both. “They called me the great woman of light in this village,” she said proudly, pointing to one of her pictures. “Oh! There’s no need to ask why you got called that,” Laurel said, a teasing smirk on his face, and Nana giggled while Rosalie laughed and Aunt Ryan rolled her eyes.