Kan Mama 소설 & 이야기

she said as she tipped her head to the side, “Zelena, sweetheart, I'm your mother”.

“Throwing yourself on Matt at the slightest opportunity.” I watched her burn with anger as her voice beamed back, “Point of correction Ella, it's not Matt, it's Doctor Matt, add some respect.” Maggie’s eyes narrowed, a sinister smirk curling at the corners of her lips. “Oh, sweetie,” she drawled, her voice dripping with mock pity, “you still haven’t moved on, have you? Still stuck in the past, holding onto grudges that don’t matter anymore. It’s almost... pathetic.”

“Can I ask something?” Maya wiped her face with the sleeve of her blouse. “Anything.” “Do you think I can still call Mom ‘Mama’ too?” she asked, looking up with big, unsure eyes. “She’s been my mommy for so long… I don’t want her to feel sad.” Maya smiled warmly, touched by her daughter’s gentle heart. “Of course you can. She loves you very much, and nothing will ever change that. Families come in all kinds of ways, sweetheart. You have many people who love you—and now you get to love them all back.”

"Yesterday we got so panicked to see you like this….I can't even tell you. But the most panicked one was Bhai….Oh my God!! I have never seen him like this. He looked so frustrated and helpless...he looked as if he was ready to do anything to bring you out of your misery . I still can imagine that Mami (maternal uncle's wife) could do something like this." She said. Her words made me puzzled. "Mami!!! Means??" I asked in confusion. "Bhai's mother...don't you know anything?It's Mami who did this….she was the one who drugged her. Wait a second!!! Didn't Bhai tell you anything?" Jenni asked me. I shook my head.

I don't know how life would be without these fools. "Quick question honey but did you use protection." Lena asked. She is the mama bear of the squad. "Yes, mama. We used protection." "That's great I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to become an aunt any time soon." "What you hate kids?" Chelsea asked playfully shoving her. Lena slapped her hand off her shoulders and looked back at me giving me that serious scary mama look the one that my mama even never gave me. "Don't get me wrong barbie doll. I love kids and all kids love me.

I don't know if it's literally crazy or crazy. You are really a mother. Heyyy!

he croaks, pushing her hand away. “Hello, Adonis.” My mother leans closer to my father, her smile warm albeit a little strained. Her dark hair is knotted in a bun, wisps falling around her oval-shaped face. At thirty-eight, she hardly has a wrinkle. Her skin is smooth, and her features are youthful, yet a permanent tiredness makes her seem older. “Are you well?” “Hello, Mama. I’ve never been better.” She picks up a tray. “I’ll make kare-kare tomorrow.”

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

Grandma asked calmly. “Mother!!! Nunu!!! Stop calling me that!!! I’m nobody’s Mother; my son died a long time ago, and Nunu? That’s not even my name, I’m not Queen Nunu!!” Mother yelled on the verge of tears, “My mama is Roopa!! Queen Roopa! Not Nunu.” Mother hit her chest, “I’m Queen Roopa, not Queen Nunu!” Grandma shook her head with tears in her eyes, “Please don’t.”