I'm staying in a very small village name “Ulu Kesepian”. My life was ordinary. I'm not famous in school, not favorite child in family, not exist in group of my friends. “Invisible” is my best friend. Everyday is just like anyday to me, not much different.
When turning to 16, I met a girl name Miss X. She is pretty, shiny all over the body. My heart turn to a time bomb everytime I saw her, “bee-pop..bee-pop...”. Explosion seems to happen anytime. At this moment, I felt a million of angel touching my body; warm and happiness.
Time over time, we were becoming best friend. How was it happened? Everything started from a school project, we been arranged into a team. She is nice and kind, always invite team mate do discussion at her place. Her's mom also a nice person, offer food everytime we visit. Slowly, I felt myself likes one of their family member.
Maybe we were getting close recently, her's mom starting to ask about my family's background. After I told her about my father, she felt shock suddenly. She spoke out my father name. I was curious and confuse. How did she knows my father name? The most darkness thing was happened.
She bring me and Miss X to a corner. Her face looks serious. I'm staring at her mouth, and waited. She was starting to talk, telling us the story. (few hours passed) This is the longest hours I ever passed. After she finished. I'm felt myself dropping... keep dropping into a super deep hole. “Why???”, I'm shouting. Why sent an angel to me, but giving me a devil memories.
Miss X is my sister actually, same father but different mother. I lock myself for one month after the truth explored. I asked my father at a random day. “Do you know Miss X's mother?”. “Yeah.”, he answered me quick and relaxing. But he didn't plan to tell me the fact of the relationship between me and them.
The fact had been buried in my heart deeply forever . . . . .
P/S. My kesepian kaki, remember to take a DNA test before you hang out with a girl...
