
KEZIA POV
I threw this tiny body over the spring bed. My eyes were fixed on the figure of Luna, the gray stuffed rabbit. After the real Luna died, I always tried to find a replacement rabbit. But I can't find. There is even this Luna, which I bought at a souvenir shop after returning from Australia. Strangely enough, I found a replica of Luna for years and miles from where I was.
It's not about Luna that I'm talking about. Luna is just a dead thing. He's lifeless. Which I want.....
.....
Matthias.
Today Matthias storm again with Sister Thalia who understands fashion (when I understand the most). Again Thalia continued to blame Matias for Daddy's death. It's not about Matias. Matthias is innocent. Everything just happens. We can't control what's supposed to happen. Maybe this is the best way: Daddy has to go that way.
"Luna.. I love Matias. How am I supposed to? I think they are hard to reconcile. This is ten times they have been noisy, like ***** and cat." I said as I stroked one of his long ears.
Still ringing in the minds of the shadow of the incident this afternoon.
After driving me home - after accompanying me shopping for daily necessities, not to the front door of the house, Matias had gotten a spray from Mr. Thalia. Maybe this is the most terrible.
"YOU WANT TO COME HERE? I TOLD YOU NEVER TO COME TO THIS HOUSE AGAIN!"
Matthias smashed one hand into one eye. "What the hell, brother why the hell, Om also has long died right? It was three months ago, and it wasn't me. It was a pure accident."
"Accident, said? If you hadn't bothered Daddy, Daddy would still be alive. And you must have deliberately not fix the gear because you have a grudge, right, Daddy mad you who made abrasions after you same Kezia travel to Bali."
Closed eyes. I let the sweat fall down these two cheeks. I'm still upset by Thalia's attitude. Matthias has tried various ways to atone for his guilt. It's not Matias' fault, either, if a tire patcher makes a mistake, which he initially said was fine.
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"A, shit!" my meaning as of******* index* hot oil splashes.
In my heart, I cursed. Why does Thalia have to be so Matias? Matthias is very good.
Ah, I hope this omelette doesn't feel good. Unknowingly a grain of blood and a tear fell onto the frying pan, peppering his omelette. If it tastes messy, then Thalia will eat it anyway. He asked for. I rejected it for a reason.....
In this family, the most adorable person to make an omelette is Daddy. Mommy is the best cook. But omelette business, Daddy's the best. After Daddy left, I don't think I'd want to deal with that omelette anymore. I as the successor to the secret recipe, do not want to make omelette. Because it will make more heartache, add the atmosphere, and-have it, Daddy is gone, just let it go. It was pure accident. If someone is to blame, let God retaliate.
Poor Matias!
I feel sorry for my very otaku class sister, who is now my lover. I admit, sometimes Matthias could be the most children of a child. But if it is wrong, Matthias can be a knight. Very knight instead.
That's right she said it was me and her first date at the mall. He once said, what happens in a two-dimensional world can happen in a three-dimensional world. Anything could happen. And, Matthias really reminds me of a fictional character who.auh Kezia, from the old days when it comes to remembering, you are the worst!
Geez! Omelette's charred! How's nih?
But it's stupid, Thalia's sister who's gonna eat it. Let's know how he feels. Haha.
"Geez, Kezia!" raung Kak Thalia who suddenly looked. "What are you doing, Zia? Can I get a gosong gini? Your hands why else? Must be thinking about that Damn Biang again, right?"
Damn biang? It's good that Matias-I said that Damn Biang! My Matthias is the most special person in my life, you know!