Our Love Is Not Over
The Part 86
On that day, Raisa accompanied by Mama Ola went to a psychiatrist who had helped Raisa to fight from her trauma.
"Over time I didn't see Raisa, maybe 8 years later. How are you doing now?"
"Okay Doc" answered Raisa.
The psychiatrist also smiled faintly.
"If it's good, you'll never come here again. Tell me what makes you feel uneasy. I'll always listen."
Raisa also told about all the anxiety she had experienced so far. Anxiety about his past that could have made the Edgar family down his business. Anxiety he who can not educate and raise the twins well, and other anxieties.
"You know, that anxiety and fear has to be fought. If you just stay in place, nothing will change. Fight all your fears little by little. I remember how you used to be afraid of having a child. But, what is the evidence now, you even have children, not even one but two. That means you've managed to fight one of your fears, live against your other fears."
Raisa fell silent while listening to her psychiatrist speech.
"To be honest, in my opinion, you have almost healed from all the injuries you have, the proof without you going to a psychiatrist you can still live quietly. So, essentially fight and let go of everything. Slowly."
The meeting with the psychiatrist was over. On the way, Mama Ola clasped Raisa's hand.
"Mama believes you will be able to let go of all that pain. Don't be afraid anymore."
"Thank you Ma" said Raisa.
Mama Ola nodded.
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The rain was pouring down the city with a rush. Pamela who originally wanted to visit the Gautama residence had to pull over first to a restaurant rather than something bad on the road.
Unexpectedly, there was Bimo who pulled over as well. Bimo instead chooses to sit down at a table with Pamela.
"Whenever here?" ask Pamela with a ketus.
"Grotes! Inget loh I'm still your boyfriend," said Bimo reminded.
"Just pretend," Pamela reminded.
"Stay in your eyes, not so. So when are we going to your papa's house again?"
Pamela shrugged her shoulders not knowing.
"Come on, I'll show you how smart I'm at taking care of business. I'll prove that I'm talented and have value not just ngandelin big name doang family."
"Aren't you showing off how many ex-girlfriends you have?"
"I assure you, if your attitude continues like this. No guy will want to. You'll be a spinster your whole life, Pamela."
Bimo's words then made Pamela upset and hit Bimo's arm on the table.
"If you talk, don't be reckless."
"No, it's real."
"Basic is unconscious! You haven't been married until now."
"At least I'm not a virgin anymore, I already know girls, aww ... "
Bimo's mouth was immediately pierced by Pamela because of her unfiltered speech.
"Are you proud of you who are not virgins? Waw! You weird guy!"
Pamela stood up from her seat because she saw the rain that seemed to have subsided. He paid for the drink and left.
"It turns out not only his father who is difficult to conquer, his son too," said Bimo while looking at Pamela who got into his car and slowly disappeared from his vision.
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"Lala's County!" the twins shouted when they saw Pamela coming home.
"Hi, beautiful little girls Aunty. No kangen?"
"That's so bad for Aunty!" answer the twins simultaneously.
Pamela took out two parcels for the twins. The twins seemed happy and immediately brought the gift into their room.
"You still like to buy them expensive stuff La. I already said it"
Raisa's speech was cut because Pamela did not want to listen to the lecture from Raisa.
"Udah yes, do not forbid much Raisa. They are just so happy."
Raisa took a rough breath.
"When the twins will have their 8th birthday, what will you prepare for them?" ask Pamela.
"Yes as usual. It's usually just yellow rice just as much as a candle."
Pamela shook her head listening to Raisa's words.
"Once in a while you have to celebrate their birthdays in a big way. Moreover, the Edgar family would want a luxurious one for them. Can't dong, if only yellow rice is the same candle. Everything has changed Sa. You have to adapt again."
"But I don't want them to be so overwhelmed with luxury, La. I want them to remain simple people despite their wealth. Because for me attitude is more important."
"Yes, yes, I know what you want, but sometimes it's not papa. I'm sure they know enough. Moreover, they are precocious."
"Let's see, I haven't talked about this with the Edgars either."
Pamela nodded. The two friends continued to chat together until when Edgar and Bimo came to the house.
Pamela's face was immediately irritated to see Bimo again.
"Why in so many places do I have to see him here again?" Pamela muttered.
"Sit down, Bim. I want to change clothes for a while," said Edgar who immediately hugged his wife who was sitting and saying goodbye to the room.
"What do you have to do with Bim and Edgar?" ask Raisa.
"Country of the country, Ra. I can't tell you, hehe," Bimo replied, revealing a row of his teeth.
"Devil, at best also ask for a recommendation from a beautiful girl, or no longer want to take your husband to the bar, Ra."
Bimo immediately denied Pamela's words.
"Don't believe Pamela's words, Ra. This is purely a state affair not a woman's. We also want to talk at home, not out, just calm down."
Raisa also believes. Because since marriage, Edgar more ignored his time at home after returning home from work.
"What are your pretend courtship problems? Still continuing?" ask Raisa suddenly.
"Still dong," replied Bimo shamelessly.
"Why aren't you two really dating?"
"Relieve it!" answer Pamela.
"Be careful, the answer will change" Bimo said with a slightly raised smile.
"Don't take it" said Pamela who did not want to.
"Hate the same love he said different thin loh," said Bimo again who made Pamela throw a pillow to Bimo.
"Don't just talk. We both cross each other. Don't you fucking say it."
Raisa who is just a listener there can only shake her head. It would be funny if the two really became a real couple.
"Sa, where do you pick this rich guy? In the got, huh?"
Bimo was hit by a pillow by Pamela. Both of them fought like children.
"Continue Om, let's hit it!" mia's speech then made Bimo and Pamela stop their activities.
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