Not Just Love
Chapter 35. Photocopier

Shopping center, with a crowd of visitors. Starting from restaurants, clothing stores, bags, shoes, to time zones. There is also a toy store, which always makes both Khaira eyes sparkle.

"Tante, Aila, want to buy belbi plins," Khaira pointed to the princess doll line.

"okay, deh. Aunt, buy it."

"Yeee, Aila's aunt is beautiful."

His little finger, pointed at the doll he had chosen. He also picked up a cooking toy and two stuffed penguins.

"Khay, you didn't buy a toy, honey?"

"No, Oma."

"Why?"

"It's still home."

"Then, Khay what do you want?"

"Eating esklim, shall you?"

"By, dong."

Khaira, continue to give by hugging the penguin doll. His left hand, held by the aunt, who served the chat.

They sat face to face, in the restaurant. With a menu book, in the hands of Resti. He ordered first and Saphira. Then, ask her two grandchildren.

"You want to eat, what?"

"Khay, want some vanilla ice. Khaira, what do you want?"

"Es klim stlobelli."

Two ice creams, and two tomato juices, on the table. Accompanied, two servings of cheese cake. Two boys, now silent, were busy scooping ice cream into their mouths. Sherly and Saphira, enjoying the juice, while watching them.

Every week, they would go to the mall or take a walk to the playground. Meanwhile, Maya never joined, on the grounds of work. In fact, Sherly and Fira, knowing the real reason.

"We go home, okay?"

"Oma, Aila wants to go bobo in Oma's house."

"Can. Later Oma, call Mami."

Sherly carries Khay, while Fira carries Aira. They use escalators to get off the ground.

"Hi, jeng," said Resti.

"Oh, hi." Sherly replied, stammered and nervous. The second time, this woman had always taken him by surprise with her sudden arrival. "Only?" ask Sherly.

"Zamar" said Resti suddenly. The two manics, staring intensely at the boy in Sherly's arms, do look very similar, to Zamar as a child.

Deg.

Sherly and Fira, round their eyes and look at each other. Both of them, hugged the two boys.

"You came together, Zamar?" Sherly tried to shift the conversation and was being vigilant.

Resti did not answer. He raised his right hand, trying to touch Khaysan. By reflex, Sherly backed off.

"What's wrong with you, Jeng?"

"Your grandchild. Why is his face so familiar?"

"You mean?"

"He looks like my son."

The vow. The heartbeats of Sherly and her daughter, it's like they just ran a marathon. Fira who easily panicked, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and his face was full.

"Haha... You could have been. How could my granddaughter look like your son?" Sherly laughed awkwardly, Fira followed the forced laugh.

"What's so funny about Oma?"

"Nothing, baby. This is Oma's friend."

"Hello, Oma is beautiful."

"Hi, baby."

Resti wanted to hug him. But Sherly did not let it. He went back and hugged.

"Sorry, Jeng. We have to go home, it's gonna be dark soon."

"Excuse me, Auntie."

"Mama, how's this? Why does Aunt Resti always hang around and meet us?"

"Mama, also dizzy. Mama, it's like hanging on every time you meet her."

On the way, Sherly and Fira have agreed, not to talk about this to Maya. She does not want to, Maya is worried and forbids her two children from leaving the house.

"Oma, call Mami. Aila wants bobo lumah Oma."

"Yes, honey. A moment." Sherly's stirring her bag, looking for a cell phone.

"Hello, Ma."

"Hello, May. Mama wants to bring the kids to stay at home. What can?"

"Later troublesome, Ma."

"Bother, what. Instead, Mama was very happy."

"Alright, Ma. Maya put them away."

"Yes, already. You be careful at home."

Connection interrupted. Aira who heard their conversation, cheered happily. In contrast to Khay, who was silently staring at them.

The car has entered the yard. Khay and Aira, running into the house, called the grandfather.

"Opa. Alu na's coming?"

"Yes. Where are you guys from?"

"The streets" said Khay.

Ansel's father, carried the two boys at once. Take him into the playroom. The room that seemed to be, was deliberately prepared. Inside, there are many baskets containing toys, carpets, bookcases, two single sofas and a TV screen.

Ansel turned the TV on, and showed the children singing. This is Khaira's favorite, she sang and danced to their movements. Khay, he has different tastes. He chose to take a book and write randomly, I don't know what.

"You're home yet?" Sherly welcomes her son.

"Yes, Ma. I hear the music. Are there kids at home?"

"There was. Aira wants to stay the night and Mama has asked Maya for permission."

"Ansel, want to see them."

"Attep, El. Mama wants to talk. It's important!"

Sherly walks first, followed by the son behind her. They entered the study, Ansel's father and closed the door.

"What's up, Ma? Seriously so?"

"When are you going to marry Maya? It's been two years, El."

"May, it's not ready yet and I don't want to force it."

"But you have to force it. Mama met Zamar's mother. And you know, he said Mama's granddaughter, looks like his son."

"What...? But, where is it possible?"

"Where is possible, how. You don't, look at the faces of Aira and Khay. They're like photocopies of his father. Resti, I'll find out. Mama doesn't want to lose them and the only way, you have to get married to Maya."

"Okay, okay, Mama don't panic." Ansel touched the mother's shoulder. "I'll talk to Maya about this. I don't want to either, Zamar took them."

"OKAY. Mama wait for the good news, soon."

Sherly steps out first, leaving Ansel still glued to her gaze. Sherly loved those two kids. She babysits from babies and already considers them grandchildren. Of course, he would not accept if one day, Resti suddenly came and snatched both of them.

In the playroom, Khaira still sings with her grandfather, following the movements on the TV screen. Saphira also followed suit, even forcing Khay to move along.

From the front door, Resti recorded them in a cell phone. Capturing this moment, as well as showing it to Maya. Two of his grandchildren want a complete family. And their families, they loved Khaira and Khaysan very much.

Now, four people dancing together, holding hands and forming a circle. They sing and move around, laughing. Moreover, Aira whose voice was more domineering among them.

"Opa, giggles, wishful thinking like a statue." Aira gave an example, by moving her butt. Suddenly, the sound of laughter filled the room and just then, Ansel joined in.

"Dad," call Aira and Khay, who instantly scatter hugs.

"Dad. We're outraging."

That little circle, now one person increased. And the mood is getting boisterous. Meanwhile, Resti calls Maya, with a video call. Deliberately showing happiness, his two children in their family.

On the screen, Maya smiles with swimming eyes. Undeniably, his two children are indeed happy with the Ansel family. But what about his heart?

🍋 Connect.