Ya Mama Is So Fat 소설 & 이야기

However, Anastasia quickly dodged. In the end, all Maria grabbed was the air. She was startled. Then Anastasia snarled, "Aunt Marie, I know I'm fat. I've been fat ever since I was young. You've watched me grow up, and I've always been this size. “What's wrong with being fat? I've never gone to eat the food off your dinner table, have I? I didn't gain this weight from eating the food you made, did I? So, why do you bother if I'm fat?"

Anna panicked and asked, "Gemma, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Sweetie, don’t cry.” "Mommy, I miss Daddy. When will Daddy come back? Daddy never scolds me. I miss Daddy so much.” "Boohoo..." "Daddy went on a business trip. Didn't Daddy say that he would be back in the next two days? Honey, don’t cry." "Daddy never said that I am fat or I am like a bun... I am not fat at all..." "Boohoo...” Gemma’s cry softened Anna up. "Sweetie, don't cry. You are not fat at all. You just have a little baby fat."

She nods at me. I cooked her favorite food, adobo. “Eat a lot so you don’t lose weight,” I muttered and smiled at her. “Mommy, I always eat a lot. You’re the one who should eat a lot because you’re working to make money.” I chuckled. My daughter looks so cute every time she acts like that. I turned my gaze to Yaya. “Yaya, have you eaten yet?” “Not yet, Ma’am Elyse.” “Come on, join us Yaya.”

"Maryam isn't familiar with all those meals you're listing." "Eh ... It's because you're always cooking noodles for her." Mama retorted and then turned to Maryam again who was now smiling. "Don't worry. After you stay with me for about a week you'll get fat. Your mom and dad won't even recognize you when they see you again." "But Grandma, do I really need to eat Eba?" Maryam asked, squeezing her face like only the thought of it could make her puke. Mama nodded in affirmative.

Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people. "Welcome to the family, hija. We've been looking forward to meeting you since Ira told us about your intimate wedding in Japan." "Thank you, ma'am," Chloe politely denoted. "Call me Mommy from now on," Helena assured her and added, "your mom-in-law wants to have a solid bond with you, sweetheart. I hope you don't mind." Shaking her head, she said, "None at all, M-mommy." "Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously."

She yelled, “Pick up poop? Are you crazy? I’m Martha Yates. You should ask around. I'm your young master's mother-in-law. How dare you ask me to pick up dog sh*t? Just you wait, I'll have my son-in-law fire you right away!” Hearing this, Fat Aunt’s face darkened and she sneered, “What did you say? You’re the mother-in-law of our young master? Someone like you? Pah! Let me tell you, everyone wants to be the mother-in-law of our young master here. Just look at you. Are you worthy?” “Quickly, buck up and clean up the sh*t. Otherwise, you won't get any food today!” Fat Aunt said viciously with a murderous expression in her eyes. The four pit bulls in front of her also barked at Martha.

Could my life get any worse? "Papa you can't be serious right now! she is just a fifteen-year-old girl with a mind of a twelve-year-old child, she doesn't even know how to cook, clean or even do laundry and on top of it she is so lazy that she can't even carry a small bucket of water, how do you expect her to take care of that old man who can't even stand on his own two feet?!" mama questioned with anger. She was really bold talking back at her father like that.

) she thought to herself. "Besides, both of you look similar. I can just give both of you to that old man and get twice the money!" her mother bragged and Fatima shifted in her seat in frustration. "Old man? Ew!" Hannah exclaimed. "You sick fuck!" Fatima exclaimed to her mother and she only chuckled in response. "That's not how you should talk to your mother, Fatima," she said with a fake yet sweet smile. Fatima stared at her before looking at Hannah again.

Once again, Maria looks back at me with a confused expression and I shake my head. "Sure, what's it?" "Do you think I'm fat?" Aliya asks and I let out an amused laugh as Maria's eyes move down her body. "Fat? Why the hell would you think you're fat?" "Is that a yes or a no?" The impatience and seriousness in Aliya's voice only intrigue me further. "Of course, it's a no. You aren't fat. Why would you say that? You're far from being fat. " "Thank you! Looks like someone lost her sense of comparison. " Aliya says as she looks back at me and I move from the bed, "You think you're fat. Otherwise, you wouldn't panic when I messed with you. "

Amada expressed gratitude. Nathan also refused to stand outside, immediately contributing to the fun, and expressing opinions. "But I admit Amada eats a lot, but she's not fat, Mom." "It's because I exercise regularly," Amada reveals the secret. "So that's it, no wonder your body looks so well-proportioned." Martha had the compliment: "The body also looks very healthy." "Really mom?" Amada wanted to confirm, feeling very happy when her mother-in-law complimented her. "100% real%."