Our Love Is Not Over

Our Love Is Not Over
Part 2


"Yee! The ball is ripe!" cheer Mia who was happy when her mom brought her favorite dish of pandan flavor sponge.


"Jeez Anggika! Your stomach is a rubber stomach! Though earlier you have spent a bowl of chicken porridge still want to eat sponge. So fat just figured you out!"


"Damn! Larisa's! She's you! My body is fit to be a model. If later fat stay sport just let slim, wle!"


Mia stuck out her tongue then took the plate containing the sponge to the front of the television. He intends to watch while glittering.


Tok tok tok tok


The door of the house was knocked from the outside.


"Mi, someone's knocking on the door!" yell Mia to Raisa.


"Yes dear," answered Raisa who rushed away from the kitchen to the front.


When opening the door, apparently the guest is Roni, the younger sister of Raisa herself.


Instead of being happy with her sister's arrival, Raisa instead scowled, because Roni brought a lot of parcels for her children.


"When I tell you over and over again, don't pamper my children. Why are you still clucking!"


"Why the hell, brother?! They just like it."


Roni breaks into Raisa's house and greets her twin nieces. Raisa could only sigh and then close the door of her house.


"Hi Kimi" said Roni.


Kimi stands for Kia and Mia. Roni likes to be lazy to mention the name of both, so he deliberately combined it to be more efficient.


"Aaaaa, O Roni! I miss you, what's Om carrying?"


Mia's eyes were immediately fixed to the parcel brought by her uncle.


Roni immediately took out what he had brought out of his container.


There's a set of Barbie toys and some of Kia's favorite science books. When Mia was excited to get the toy, Kia was ordinary but clearly visible smile on her face a sign that Kia also liked it.


"Om Roni is the best. You know if Mia wants that. But my mother never bought it, it was expensive he said. More expensive than both of us."


Hearing one of her little girls complain to Roni, Raisa immediately glared. His daughter was always complaining to Roni or to Pamela, his best friend. Usually, the two always spoil their children when they meet. Raisa can only breathe.


To be honest, it is not impossible to buy both expensive toys or their favorite toys, it's just that Raisa wants to teach to save money and know which one is more needed.


"Your mom is stingy. So if you want anything, ask the same om aja."


"Sama Aunty Lala is also given by Om. Even like to buy more than this Om," said Mia again.


Roni immediately snorted miserably. He forgot that there was one rival to grab the attention of his nephew, Pamela or what they used to call Aunty Lala. Yes naturally, if Pamela gives more, the woman is a famous influencer. Must be a lot of money.


"If you are told to choose yes, you choose Om Roni, Aunty Lala or your Mami?"


The twins immediately glanced at Raisa moved to glance at Roni then exchanged the lyrics together to determine the answer.


"Lala dong's county!" answer both compact.


This makes Roni upset, but yes he will try to be a good uncle to his nephews while Raisa, he already knows why his children prefer Pamela. Of course, because that woman always spoils them.


"Yes dear, do not forget to bring the goods that are loved by Om Roni. He'll be angry."


"Yes Mi."


Kia went to her room with the book given by Roni while Mia, the girl was cool to play her Barbie that had been opened from her place.


"Aren't you going to Mia's room?" ask Roni.


"No Om. At most Kia went to the room to read the book she was given. If you read again, you will not be disturbed. Rich tiger tree that is bullied immediately bite."


Roni just shook both of them. Sometimes he was still amazed by his two words. Their nature and behavior are 180 degrees different. One likes silence and does not ask for this or that much. But the other one is already rich in reog, likes to talk to people, a little narcissistic and also a lot of requests.


"Om, I'm not buying all Ken, let Barbie have her friends" said Mia who made Roni speechless.


As Mia leaves from her presence moving to the sofa, Roni approaches Raisa who is in the kitchen.


"Sukurin! So don't buy my kids expensive toys."


"Well, Mba, I can't bear that they only have the toy - that's all while their other friends have a lot of expensive and nice toys."


"Priced and nice toys don't guarantee their lives will be happy, Ron. But the affection, and attention of their parents are what they need most. The toys are just tools to keep them."


"Yes, yes, Mba."


"By the way how long are you here? Come not saying, habit of knowing!"


"Hehe, sorry Mba. I can go home because I get 5 days off from the office. Than there doing nothing and confused about what. Mending's coming home, playing with the nephew."


Raisa also nodded. He's happy that way too. Roni's presence at home could help her keep the twins. He didn't need permission to pick them up when they got home from school.


"Mba," call Roni.


"Hm? What's up?" ask Raisa who is making bakwan dough.


"When will Mba go into hiding? How long will Mba hide the twins from Mas Edgar? They need to know Mba's papa. Not just a photo that Mba always shows."


Instantly Raisa immediately stopped stirring her bakwanan dough and glanced at Roni.


"You just help me take care of them Ron. How Edgar is, that's my business. After all, it's not necessarily that their families can accept my children, the women that the family already hates."


Roni could not respond to Raisa's words anymore. Raisa is too stubborn about anything. Even for his own son. What Roni believes, honestly, the two nephews want to meet his father.


"Whatever Mba. But Mba also needs to know. Although the figure of papi can give to them, but Mba can not equalize it. Papi and mami are different roles. Even gender is different. No matter how hard Mba tries and tries, there must be a gap, there's a difference."


Raisa fell silent listening to Roni's words. He watched his sister walk closer to Mia.


"No, what Roni said is not true. Because all this time, the kids never said they wanted to meet their papi in person."


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