My Hot Woman Part 2's

EPILOGUES

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My life really began when I went to step my feet for the first time leaving behind all the happiness I had for a long time.

My world seems to spin out of place.

My world as if on the somersault. Everything changed starting from that moment.

...That time.......

19 years ago.

I was about six or seven years old.

At that time I still did not understand anything. All I had in mind was,

There was someone present in our family. Little baby, Daddy and Mollie's kid. All I know is that she is my little sister. That's what they often tell me. I have a sister now.

When I first saw his face, I could only think of one thing, which was the doll I saw at the toy store that I used to visit with Daddy and Mollie, quite often, but this is a different kind of doll.

When I first heard the sound of her crying, again I thought, this little doll will definitely make the house more crowded, it is certain that she will be very noisy. His voice beats the sound of the trumpet on the eve of the new year.

However, the first time I saw her little face smile, and her tiny fingers tightly grasping my fingers, I thought again,

Ahh, what does she expect from me? even so, I admit this little doll is very sweet and adorable. Can I think;

I have to take good care of her.

I have to protect her.

As he was present in the middle of the small family I had, the family I asked for his whereabouts. A family that loves me very much, even though I have no relationship with them.

Not in the least.

I thought, is this little brother of mine going to take everything I already have? All the attention, and also the affection from Mollie and Daddy?

What I was thinking at the time made me feel sorry for myself.

I was six or seven years old at the time, but I was already envious of her existence. Especially when Mollie was unconscious.

At first I thought, this little baby has started taking mollies out of our lives.

Realizing that, it made me act weird. I did not like his existence. It was still very clear in my memory at the time.

When the baby was crying and I was there, even Dady didn't want to touch it.

But what happened..??

I felt so tight when I first heard her cries that never stopped.

It was then that I ventured to walk towards her and see her face filled with tears.

My heart ached, my tears almost dripped seeing her tears. At that moment I thought, I saw myself in him. Nobody wants us. Nobody hugs us when we need warmth, and nobody wipes our tears away when we cry.

My heart beats fast when I think about it. I was very young, but the feeling was real. Can I do that?

I thought for a moment in silence.

what am I supposed to do..? I was very small.

I couldn't carry her, let alone to make her speechless. I can't.

all I could do was hold her tiny hand. Channeling my feelings to her, my pity at seeing her.

And a little miracle happened,

Her tiny hands clasped tightly onto mine, even the little baby stopped crying, that's when I started to understand, this is what the little baby needed, someone who wanted to be with her.

Like I need Mollie. She needs Daddy, or maybe I.

That was the first time I saw her smile. And it turns out, I like that little baby smile so much. My little sister. I really, really like it.

That was my first impression of him. It turns out that with her, nothing changes.

And another miracle happened.

Mollie came back to me and Daddy too because of that little baby. A miracle that cannot be explained literally. A new beginning for us, our little family.

We went back to living together. Even the love and affection for me has never diminished.

And happiness? My happiness has increased because of him. Yeah, himself.

Happy to have the responsibility to take care of him. And I'm so happy to make him so dependent on me. Happy when that little baby is always smiling with me.

Happy to see him every day, month and year growing so fast. Happy the first time that little baby can call my name.

Happy when she was really happy to have me as her sister. Even I was happy to know the first person he looked for when he opened his eyes was me. Her sister's.

"Zoya" right, the baby's name is Zoya. And I'm used to calling her Zo'e. My zo'e. A very beautiful little baby.

Slowly she grew up to be a very active little girl. Years change, everything stays the same. I never lost anything in my life because of his presence.

My life has always been full of happiness.

I always take good care of him. Although sometimes I always like to upset her, but I like her. Liked her anger at me. I liked everything I felt for her.

Until then...

The moment I realized my feelings. I realized that I couldn't just think of her as my sister. Stupid indeed.

How can I do that..?

Zoya and I grew up together.

I watched her grow up to be a beautiful and smart teenage girl.

What would Molli and Dady think of me..?

Will they allow that..? But that's my stupidity. My love is stupid.

I can no longer think of him as just a little brother to me. I can no longer ignore all my race for her.

I couldn't see it being approached by friends at school. I can't anymore!

I just want him to be mine.

Selfish indeed. But I don't care.

More so after that time. The moment I promised him. Promise is only there for him.

Promising only to worry about her.

My little girl.

The little girl who was somehow able to bring up the feeling of bursting into my chest. If the teenage boys usually have first love, the,

Then your guess is right.

My first love was that little girl.

The little girl who only thinks of me as her brother, but never wanted me to be close to anyone.

The little girl who made me fantasize about wanting to have it forever. Love forever.

Like Dady loves Mollie.

But what if he never misses me, and never thinks about me more?

Because that's when I was 17..

I decided to stay with Didiie, in the U. K.

That was the first decision I made. The decision made me see tears and sadness on Mollie's face.

The sadness that made me so hurt. Even that little girl, my first love. The little girl was crying because of me.

But what can I do..? I wanted to make her realize how much I wanted her. Even though I was sure Zo'e didn't understand how I felt about her. And I'm sure, he doesn't have that kind of feeling for me.

But I want him to miss me. Wanted to one day come to me, and say she had the same feelings I had for her.

Can that happen..? I don't know, only time can tell.

All I knew was that night before I left the house. The little girl said that one day, I should go back to her. A statement I want to make immediately.

But no!

Everything has its moment. Everything has its own time. And me.. ? I'll wait for that moment.

When that little girl will truly be mine. When that time comes, then I will hold everything myself. Withstanding all my longing. Withstand all my pain. Withholding all my love. Withholding all my desires.

Everything was. I'll hold everything back until then, when I meet him and make him mine. Zoya is mine.

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