Romans & histoires Wanita Dalam Penantian

Wira said with a serious look on his face; the man hoped that Riana would open her heart just a little. "Maybe, I can't open my heart right away. Can you wait?" Riana gave Wira the green light; yes, according to her, there was nothing wrong with the man in front of her because the man and his parents were good people. "Whenever it is, I will always wait for you, Riana. The proof is that I have always waited for you without any certainty. If you give me the green light like now, I will definitely be ready to wait, even if it takes a long time," Wira said with a happy twinkle in her eyes.

Both men nodded, “That’s settled then. Schuyler, don’t worry too much. I am sure his mother also wants what’s best for him. We will sort everything out, okay? Hmm, now try and get some sleep, okay?” Craig was lying down in his bed with a book and reading glasses, but he was hardly able to make out anything written. He noticed his wife too was deep in thought, sleep evading her as well. He put the book down, “Hmm, sooo, what does our future son-in-law look like?” Vienna chuckled as she lightly slapped her husband’s chest, “Craig! He is a baby!” “Won’t be that in say another twelve years or so. You do realize it is going to happen, right?”

Nina sat on one of the expensive cushions in the Hidalgo empire as she waited for Lady Constanza to come downstairs. She had been told by the servants to wait patiently as she would soon join her in the waiting room. In her hand was a glass of water which had been offered to her by one of the servants. Her hands trembled around the glassware, her mind preoccupied with thoughts about her pregnancy and how Santiago would react to the news about it. She had been expecting a call or a message from him about it, but he had been silent. She couldn’t reach out to him and that was because he was with Renata.

After being disappointed too many times, that one final disappointment becomes the ending of the whole story. Wiping away her tears, Irina sent Uriah a single-word reply, [Okay.] She had decided, too. ... Three days later, Irina was discharged from the hospital. During that time, Uriah had not sent a single message, and Irina had not reached out to him either. Anne reminded Irina kindly, "Ms. Charlton, even though it was an ectopic pregnancy, you still need to treat this like a recovery period. When you get home, make sure to keep yourself warm, eat nutritious food, and get plenty of rest, okay?"

At school, I had a nickname. They called me "Mister Wait-Your-Turn." I waited for the sneakers my brother had grown tired of, the backpack my sister thought was ugly, and the phones my parents had already cracked the screens of. Even when it came to taking a shower, I had to wait until everyone else was done. A week ago, Mom had promised me, "On the day of your college entrance exam, you won't have to wait your turn for the shower." So when I finally stumbled into the bathroom, drenched in sweat and smelling awful, I thought my turn had finally come. I was halfway through working up a lather when someone started pounding on the door. "Come out. Let your brother go in." My eyes stung,