What Are The 5 Love Languages Novels & Stories

Muli lang itong tumabi sa kaniya nang matapos na itong mag-ayos. Awtomatiko nitong hinawakan ang kamay niya. Ever since talaga, habit na nito ang makipag-hawak-kamay sa kaniya. Physical touch talaga ang gamit nitong love language madalas. “Sino ka d’yan? Iniinom ko yung mga gamot ko. Siguro magaling na ‘ko after two days.” He frowned jokingly. “Nah, give it time, baby. Take your time so you can recover to your optimum.”

Ayoko kase na patuloy syang manahimik nalang at patuloy na masaktan hindi nya pwedeng yun lagi. ".....most specially, im man!" Singhal nya kaya pakunot ako ng noo. "Damn third what a stupid reason e ano naman? Love is a beautiful thing, its not only made for a man and a woman! You can love whoever you want and you can be who you really are!" Singhal ko na ikinatahimik nya. "Ayokong mawala sya----" "Wala ka bang tiwala? Sa friendship nyong dalawa?" Singhal ko kaya napatahimik sya, and i think i already convinced him.

Para na silang magkakapatid kaya walang preno ang biruan nila. "Sobrang mahal lang namin ang isa't isa kaya gusto namin laging magkasama. Di ba, babe?" lambing na tanong ni Jason kay Violet. "Hindi lang naman 'yan dahil lang sa sex... cuddle, kissing, hugging... enough na basta magkasama dahil physical touch ang love language naming dalawa."

And Gene was always vocal about his feelings, while Trini would show hers by serving him— through her actions. Kung sa love language pa, Gene showed his love for Trini through words. He would make sure that Trini was reminded of how much he loved and worshiped her. Words of affirmation. As for Trini... her love language was acts of service or sometimes physical touch. At kahit na walang linaw ang relasyon nila maliban sa 'more than just best friends', ay hindi naging sagabal iyon para maging masaya ang bawat araw na magkasama nila.

“Five years. Paniguradong minahal mo rin siya pabalik.” “I’ve loved her since,” he replied. “She believed the idea that she was the only one giving love, but I have loved her since. Hindi ko lang masabi sa kanya. I don’t know how to express my love back then. I had to suppress it. And throughout our marriage, I keep ignoring her.” “Huh?” Kumunot ang kanyang noo sa sinabi nito. “Kung mahal mo siya, why are you ignoring her? Yan ba ang love language mo?”

he whispered. Mariin akong napalunok at kinalma ang sarili. "Thank you," tangging sagot ko dahil ayaw kong magsinungaling sa kanya. I don't love him yet like he do. I like him... but not romantically. I just love how he take care of me. I love his company. I love how he shower me with his love languages.

“You think so, Tita?” “Oo naman. Lalo na ang mommy mo. Magiging nanay ka na rin. Soon maiintindihan mo na rin kung bakit minsan gan’on ang mga nanay. Sa sobrang pag-aalala at takot na mapasama ang mga anak natin, nakakagalitan natin sila, nasisigawan, napagsasalitaan ng hindi maganda. Iba iba kasi ang love language natin”, anito at sinundan iyon ng isang ngiti.

"Impossible. Tumugon ka sa halik ko. Like we always do. Kaya hindi malabong--" "Ano ba? Isn't it clear to you what I've said? Zoren, I tried to love you, but I found out na hanggang affection lang 'yon. And you know the difference between love and affection? That love is much higher than affection. I mean, I was attracted on you since I met you at hanggang doon lang 'yon.. Pero si Fifth, from the start, I knew in myself that I like him, at siya lang ang lalaking gugustuhin ko kahit magkamatayan man."

sagot ko nang buong puso habang namimitas na rin ako kasi naiinggit na ako sa mga nakukuha niyang matatabang strawberry. “Fourth,” aniya, “Communication. Never keep things bottled up. If something is wrong, talk about it. If something is good, share it. A strong marriage is built on open and honest communication.” Naisip ko tuloy kung paano kami ni laging nag-uusap ni Ada tungkol sa lahat ng bagay. “We already do that, Papa. And I promise to continue doing so.” “Good,” sabi niya bago nagpatuloy. “Lastly, Love. Not just the romantic kind, but the kind of love that sacrifices, forgives and grows. Love her not just for who she is now, but for who she will become.”

tanong niya at patuloy na hinahagod ang aking likuran. “Gusto ko lang naman gumaling si daddy at maisalba ang kumpanya ngunit bakit ganito kasakit ang hinihingi nitong kapalit? Hindi ko ba deserve ang salitang love? Bakit sobrang sakit?” tanong ko at pinunasan ang mga luha kong patuloy na tumutulo.