Guardian angel (best secret of my life)

If life could choose

"Assynoltom..." My sister's voice made me want to jump for joy but I paled because my body was still so sick.

I saw him coming with his friend, my father who saw it immediately came to welcome even though he coughed occasionally. I saw my father's face shining so brightly, so different from before.

"Ma..." My sister's voice resuscitated me.

Oh yeah I forgot, my sister's name is Rahma Ayunda's daughter.

"Hmmm...." I muttered while looking at Rahma's innocent face.

"More...." Rahma handed over a parcel that turned out to be the contents of her ice cream.

"Thank you, brother." said I smiled happily and immediately walked to the room approaching my sister.

Yes, he had woken up and I told him to move to the room as a result he was not sleeping he even played in the room. My brother's name is Naufan Fitrayan.

"Sir, look at Rahma Eskrim's brother...." I said enthusiastically, I did speak well.

"wahhh.... Wah..... " His eyes sparkled staring at the ice cream I was holding.

I opened the ice cream to my sister and to myself. I saw that he liked the ice cream that Rahma bought him. I do, too, because I love strawberry-flavored ice cream. I don't understand what Rahma's brother, that friend and my father are talking about. I also do not want to interfere in adult affairs, after finishing eating ice cream I invite my sister Naufan to play bicycles outside.

"Sister..." With doubt I called Rahma's sister who was chatting with her friend.

"Why?" Rahma's sister crouched down while rubbing my hair mane.

"Can you ride your bike??" I asked for permission from Rahma who somehow chuckled at my words.

My sister immediately got out of her place, took her tricycle that had a leak. I smiled happily to see Rahma take out the bike, I immediately gently pulled Naufan's arm and told her to sit in the back seat. The bike is safe because there is a backrest of the old bicycle for children.

"Don't be far away!!" sweat Rahma and I just nodded starting to scratch the bike outside the house.

Once I felt enough to play I chose to take my sister home. It turns out that Rahma's friend is still here, I tried to ask Rahma's brother.

"Sister?? How come you're still here??" Ask me a curious.

"What if he doesn't have a home?" I asked innocently, which made Rahma chuckle.

"House of his parents far away in the village, he's here living ngontrak, but quiet said his ngontrak himself so want to stay here aja...." I nodded my head even though I didn't really understand.

Not wanting to think about more things I went back to take a bath, because I saw my sister was done in the bath by my mother. After bathing his appearance in front there is already a dish placed on the mat. I asked, Tumben seemed to want to eat together. Rahma's sister asked me to put on my clothes immediately and join in to eat.

This dinner is special for me, because it is very rare to eat together. Who's hungry takes it for himself, nobody cares about anything. My eyes sparkled to see that there was a catfish shield in front of me, without waiting for a long time everyone started eating his food. As soon as I did, I saw my father constantly chatting with Rahma's friend whom I did not know by name. I was a little jealous of him, why he came so close to my father, but I never could. Without being able to bear the clear liquid falling down through my eye patch.

"Ma...." Call Rahma's sister who makes me turn reflexively.

"why?" Ask a little worried.

"So, this is the hot gravy, the steam to the eyes so sore..." Say it while showing me a row of teeth.

After dinner, with the heart of his father told me to sleep in front of the tv because Kak Dewi, well brother Rahma's friends will use the room together with Rahma's sister. I have always shared a room with Rahma. Brother Rahma tried to defend me, if I can still sleep in the room even though there is a sister Goddess. But dad said the room was narrow so let your sister give up. Honestly, my heart was like a knife, hearing my father's words.

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Day by day I have passed, as usual nothing has changed, I can even say worse. Now it's getting clear the difference between my father's attitude towards me and the others. While the attitude of the father on his nephew was the new present slalu good and gentle, who else if not sister Goddess.

It did not feel almost a year sister Dewi lived in our house, that day there was a great quarrel between my mother and sister Dewi. Brother Rahma immediately pulled me into the room, there was still a clear sound of their quarrel. I could only cry and cry, I was confused as to what was really going on. I'm so scared when there's a fight, because when it's over maybe you'll hit me again. I hugged Rahma's body tightly, and she kept trying to calm me down.

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I don't know what's going on out there that there's obviously the sound of broken plates or cups sounding really loud. Hearing that, Rahma let go of her embrace.

"Ma... Here dlu well, brother wants to look forward, inget lock the door do not open anyone who is typing except brother, understand!!" I can only nod in understanding.

After Rahma's departure, I did what she said was lock the door. I pulled the blanket over my entire body, which shook violently. At this age I had so much mental torment to endure, and I could only cry. Sometimes I wonder how I can live in front of him. Why should I be born like this. If I may choose I never want to be born into this world.

A chaotic world, never a peace that never calms me down. I curled up while watching the door, I sharpened my ears because it was like there was no more commotion. But I must obey Rahma, before he comes I cannot open the door for anyone. I can only wait and wait with worry. And if life can choose, I want everything to change.....