Novel & Cerita Cerita Ngewe Dengan Tante

she joked, eliciting a chuckle from my mother and a warm smile from me. “Cercei, this is your Auntie Melanie, my sister,” Mamà introduced, revealing a secret I had never known. My eyes widened in surprise. I had never been aware of the existence of an aunt. My mother had always been quiet about her family, no matter how much I had pressed for information. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Auntie,” I managed to say, my voice filled with awe, as I embraced her once again. “So, how did you... why are you... what...?” she stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence, clearly overwhelmed by the unexpected reunion.

Sam speak my thoughts with the same intense curiosity. He chuckled, "I was the only ten years old when my both sisters got married and your aunt Hannah, she is only a couple of years older than me that's why you guys manage to see her but there's no use to talk about the person who doesn't exist anymore, they both died when Andrew was the only baby we had" "And what about your younger brother?" I asked as I raised my eyebrows.

He’s one of those small dicked men (thankfully I haven’t actually seen it, it’s just an assumption), with an ugly comb over and a pot belly. So I guess you could say I'll be having a good ol family reunion, queue the eye roll with a note of sarcasm. "Fucking little slut I don't know why the hell he still wants you" my aunt screeches then gives me one last kick to the side before santering off to do what ever snakes do. It has something to do with eating babies or some shit if I remember correctly. But so t take my words to the bank on that one, I could be confusing it with witches.

Our babies can be best friends. “Our kids can be best friends like us,” said Weena, as if she could easily read out my mind. “I didn’t tell Tyran yet.” “You should tell him. He will be so happy.” I continued speaking, “How is your sister-in-law? Is she taking good care of herself?” Tyran’s brother died a few weeks ago and his wife was also pregnant. Weena let out an exasperated sigh. “She is all the same. She is not taking care of herself. I am the one serving her food.”

I advised my stubborn grandparents. “I'm sorry, dear. We're just used to being active,” Grandma explained. “By the way, we heard that you've graduated. Congrats, dear. We're very proud of you and your brother, Vince.” "“Thank you, Lo,” my brother and I said simultaneously. Grandma shared many stories about the charcoal-making business, which has grown bigger now. Even the pigpen at the back has expanded. They also reminisced about our childhood with Kuya. It made me feel like it would be nice to live here—a simple life with fresh air.

Tita Lana's sna and rubbed my stomach. “ I can't believe that you have Aberry, my gosh,” Aunt Lana joked, making the atmosphere so light. I urge a smile and say, “Thank you everyone, and I'm sorry that I lied.” “You are forgiven, Oli.” mom said and they all looked at me with that genuine smile. I shed tears and hugged Mom, “Shh, you will start again and with that baby, you will.” She whispered. “Ok, that drama let's eat I cooked porridge !!!” Tita Lana's strong sambit.

She explained, throwing her hands up in the air and looking at us like we wee the bane of her existence. Is there a name for too excited aunts to be? She was like bridezilla but for being an aunt. “I need you guys to put your head in the game.” She tapped both sides of her head as she said that. “We’ll take our time to think of that, Ray.” Jade said with a head shake and they must have spoke telepathically in some sister way because she easily dropped it and then started talking about baby things. I was just watching them interacting, so interested in watching what it must be like to have a sibling.

I'll never attend prom or the Christmas dance. I'll never have the chance to tell my aunt how much I loved her even though we hardly spent any time together. She wouldn't even react to the message Theo sent in my name because she would be too busy. It was a shame I'll never even hear the stories of Papa Temi, the Nigerian man in my aunt's clinic.

She told Auntie Tess everything, without hiding any single detail,” Auntie Tess just listened to her talk from start to end. "Auntie Tess, I am getting married. Can you believe it? It's just like a dream to me. I always dream that when the day I am getting married, it would be to the one I love and I will have my own family, that I'll be the happiest person because that is one of my dreams in life; having a family of my own. But then it always doesn't go my way. Is that okay, Auntie?

Kael didn’t say anything, which was just as well, because the words were spilling out of me now. “You know what’s crazy?” I went on, almost laughing because it still felt surreal. “I found out something wild the other night at dinner.” Kael straightened a little. “What?” “Remember that story we used to hear as kids?” I asked. “The one about my great-uncle getting exiled because he was mated to a man?” “Yeah,” Kael said slowly, his brow furrowing. “Your dad used to rant about it. Said it was the family’s greatest shame or whatever.”