[Note] A Perfect Marriage

The Birthday Curse

Every day, whenever I feel tired with all my duties, I usually just complain to Big Brother. I'm never excited, I don't care about the people around me, and I don't like to be active. Every waking up in the morning, all I think about is just how to get through this day quickly. The morning quickly changed, and the night quickly passed, so I grew up and left here.

Without me noticing, there were many wounds that he kept tight by himself. There are many things I can realize but always ignore. She's lonely. He just harbored his feelings and longing for father and mother alone. All this time I always thought that I was the saddest kid, but I was wrong. So wrong. Brother is alone, trying always strong and always there for me. And I have him. I realized it this afternoon.

Nana sits dumbstruck on the porch of her apartment. The memory of how the Throne treated her brother still vividly remembered in her head. Highlight the eyes of Love full of disappointment and sadness is also impeccably drawn there. Nana rubbed a frustrated face. He turned his gaze from the star-filled night sky, towards the white cup that read 'NA' lying on the table. The ceramic object reminded Nana of her twelve-year-old birthday.

"Nana, Father and Mother have a gift for you" exclaimed a man with a bright face.

"What?" Nana was still staring flatly and doubtful at the words of the adult man.

"Jeng .. jeng .. jeng .. jeng ...." He took out a box the size of a floor tile.

"You never gave me a gift" protested Love who was reading a book near Nana.

"really? Let's see after Nana opens it."

With his cheerful face the twelve-year-old opened his first gift from the father. Love also looks curious about her father's gift. I don't know what wind makes them kind enough to remember his sister's birthday. Usually both people are too busy with their social activities, to forget that their children need them more than their social friends.

"This what?" Nana looks frowned at the astonishment of the contents of the gift box.

Love raises its head to see more clearly. The box contained two white ceramic cups that looked elegant. However, what made the sister frown was the inscription engraved on top of the cup. One cup reads 'CI' and the other reads 'NA, and when they read it together it reads 'CHINA'

The eyes of the two daughters who were eight years old were transferred to both parents. Their mother threw a crisp smile as the look in her son's eyes was on her.

"You bought this from China?" ask Love.

Yeni's mother hummed her smile upon hearing Love's question. "No. It was a gift from my dad's best friend. He was a famous potter, and I asked him to write your names there."

"Our names?" Nana is increasingly clueless with her mother's explanation.

"That's your name. CI, Love .NA, Nana. So one for Love, one for Nana. That's an expensive cup. The only one could cost millions," explained the father proudly.

After that day, their relationship got better. Fathers often invite them to talk when they are free, and mothers also occasionally ask about their daily activities. It felt like those moments were the happiest moments for both. From that day on they realized that their father loved them very much. He just doesn't know how to express it. However, the warmth did not last long. On Love's twenty-third birthday, the family plans to have dinner together.

Love who is happy and good at cooking deliberately prepares his own show. He prepared a dish that his parents liked. The smile continued to expand in the corner of the lips of the woman who had just graduated from college. Pieces of vegetables, he put in a pot with a flowery feeling. The delicious aroma of his cooking adds its own happiness to Love. Until the dish is neatly arranged on the dining table, everything is still running smoothly according to the plan. Until the sun goes down, and their home phone goes off with the floor.

"Haloo, with the Mirza family," said Nana, who was in charge of picking up the phone.

Love watched Nana from the dining room. The woman kissed the strange gurgle of the boy who soon turned fifteen. Nana looks pecked in place with her lips shaking. With a mind that is not careless, Love approached her sister and took over the phone from Nana's hands.

"Hello, yes I am his daughter" Love replied as the caller asked about his father's family.

"A–What? My parents had an accident?" A thread of tears slid from her eye patch along with the crumbling of the woman's heart.

The crying broke out at the funeral of her parents. Love hugs her sister tightly, trying to strengthen the boy who still desperately needs the affection of his loved ones.

"It's okay, there's still a big brother here. My brother will always be by your side. I promise you you won't lose anything. Don't cry, brother will take care of you forever."

It was a speech that had always ringed in Nana's head the past few days. The black pajama girl took the cup she had been staring at while reminiscing about the past. He sipped the tea from the cup full of memories with tears flowing down the river. It will hurt more when you cry while eating your dishes, which is what Nana is trying to do. She wanted to taste the bitter pill that every day had to be swallowed by her brother. The older brother who always thought his birthday was a curse, and married the man who hated him, also on his birthday.

It was very desirable for the girl to contact her brother and just wish him a happy birthday. However, that would not be possible. Love is never again celebrated or celebrated when his birthday comes. He will avoid anyone. Secretly, Nana always notices Love crying in silence when her birthday arrives.

Why are you torturing yourself like this, brother? You deserve a better partner. You deserve to be happy. You made your birthday a real curse this time.

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