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The Magical Bra

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 2250    |    Released on: 16/11/2023

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away last night when I got home to the apartment, exhausted from the unbelievable happenings like

whenever I recall what he said about his condition for helping me, my blood boils. That pervert! Why does he have to ta

e on the side. I kissed it and spoke to it

e doing so, I suddenly stopped and stared at the

e earth doesn't have a face. You'll find a job one of these days. Don't lose hope. Trust in the Lord. He has a better plan for you.

too long, covering my eyes. Pimples were increasing on my forehead due

les. "Like before, you were just one family, but now you're a whole barangay.

I believe that whatever you love will leave you. I hope that w

s pink bra. I washed it last night before going to bed. It was getting dirty. How many days has she been wearing th

y World History book in hand while cooking tocino in the pan. I needed to study our lesson from the other d

hen I heard a knock on the door. Who could it be? It's too early. I quickly

ridget. Go

co," she replied

that Ate Bridget was carrying her

some money to lend me. My youngest has had a high fever for days. I don't have anyone else to turn to for a

said. "Come in. I have some money, but it'

mall chair in the living room. "Just wait, At

o retire. But never mind that. I'll just lend my meager savings to Ate Bridget. I can probably replace it s

Bridget. As I exited my room, I glanced at the table where my breakfast was. I quickly grabbed a plastic contai

I returned to the living room. "Take my lunch too and feed it to yo

"Thank you so much, Coco. Thank you. I don't know h

o we should help each other," I replied with

ide, but your kindness overflows. Someday, blessings will pour

ed. "My Papa raised me to be kind, so

you succeed in w

Del Valle becomes my bo

prayers, Coco, not miracles,"

fulfilling to help others, a sense of satisfaction that material possessions can'

feeling of lacking, of having nothing. Papa once told me when he was alive, never to turn away som

ainer that held my meal earlier – given to Ate Bridget

me on TV. I rushed to watch the news to see what was happening. It was a showbiz report featuring a

he best actor. Looks like you're inspired, huh.

not on my mind," he laughed. "I'm j

nterviewer persisted. "So, it's not t

there is. Love life is not a priority for me right now. The

do you look for in a woman

only beautiful on the outside but also beautiful inside. Someone who prioritizes the well-being of others over herself. Someone willing to help others without expecting anything in return. Someone who doesn't judge others

someone in mind, Heron. Is th

and quickly left wit

or? He should come to my house immediately and propose. Just kidding. He doesn't even know me. The news then shifted to t

the guards might stop me, thinking I'm there to sell drugs. Do I look like a drug dealer? I'm just a drug user, kidding. Forget i

is

Heron of my life i

ed, I glanced at Lola's pink bra on my bed. Suddenly, I thought maybe I should wear it today so that my blouse has some shape, and it's not always flat. I po

and faced the mirror. I took off my own bra, and I winced suddenly. Oh dear. I really have no boobs. Completely flat. H

pink bra and loo

boobs, huh. But just don't squeeze them because it's all f

t getting brighter. I couldn't bear to look at the blinding light, so I close

y opened my eyes. I was shocked by what I saw. How...

ee that my skirt seemed to have gotten shorter. It used to be past my knees, but now it's above the knee. "Oh

d I get enchanted? Did I acciden

the mirror, I was li

CAN'

th skin, long curly brown hair. Her body shape was perfect, like a mode

or just mimicked what I said. "Oh, copycat! Who are you? How did you ge

ection because she eve

lec

w can that be when she has a goddess-like f

self as a woman with a divine face in the mirror. I have porcelain skin, and I

, the beautiful image I saw in the mirror disappeared. My face returne

self while staring at the pin

ang because I discovered the mystery hidden i

e change i

magic

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“When you're ugly, it's hard to find a job. They say they need someone with a pleasing personality. Excuse me? Does my personality look displeasing? Do I look like a kidnapper or a drug dealer? Am I an abortionist? I'm not in a pageant, so don't judge me! If your body doesn't have curves and your chest is flat, you won't make it in the modeling industry. Excuse me! I'm not modeling vital statistics and cleavage, am I? Even in a fast-food chain, they won't accept you if you're ugly. They say customers will lose their appetite looking at your face. I'd even be a mascot, but these idiots are so picky. They say I look more like a mascot than the costume I'd be wearing. You fools! I hope your establishments burn down! If I get rich, I'll shut you down! If you're not born with beauty, you have no chance of meeting, knowing, being friends, textmates, flirting, and becoming the boyfriend of the number 1 hottest actor in the Philippines and my schoolmate at the same time. When I approach him, his bodyguard will block me and say, 'Miss, begging is not allowed.' So, I'm not pretty, not rich, and, uh, not well-endowed, but I never beg, okay! Over my dead, no curves and no boobs body. What am I saying? My only concern now is how to find a job as my savings are running out, and I need to pay half of my tuition fees. But no matter where I apply, no one accepts me. They say I'm ugly. I'm not ugly! My face is just not in style. It's like an abstract painting-chaotic but with hidden beauty. I just don't know where it's hidden. But because I'm a very kind person, I met a old woman who became the reason for a change in my life. "I have something for you, dear." "What is it, grandma?" I cringed when I saw her lift her blouse and take off her bra. I envy her. Even at her age, she still flaunts it. "Here." "What will I do with that, grandma? I have plenty of bras at home." "Just wear it!" "No, It's gross. It might have germs or Ebola! And that bra is huge. Are you joking, grandma? You see I've been deprived." "This bra is magical!" "Oh, really?" And it was true! Grandma's bra was indeed magical. It became the reason for me to get a good job and earn a lot of money. As a bonus, I got to meet, be close to, and flirt with the number 1 hottest actor in the Philippines! This story is about me, about her, and grandma's magical bra. Grandma's bra isn't gross, okay? It's just truly magical!”