
Keisha PoVs
"AH!"
1 Words that make my life feel broken and lost the spirit of life. Why did her father marry my mother? I'm not willing, really not willing.
Darren is the only man I have loved for 3 years. But why did she change status to my stepbrother. And, even worse, the main reason Darren married his father in such a hurry was, because he also wanted to marry his lover immediately. He said he would not get married before his father remarried and someone took care of him.
Hixes. The song of the late Olga Syahputra I just keep chanting in my heart.
Broken my heart, broken my heart. Broken my heart, my heart broken ....
After my mother and father were, uh wrong, I mean our parents were legitimately married, I glanced at Brother Darren who was currently sitting not far from me. My broken heart was further broken when I saw her smiling happily with a look of relief while tightly grasping the hand of her lover who was currently sitting beside her. The two of them smiled happily and looked at each other.
Ah, I immediately turned my face away quickly looking at that sight. Apparently at this time not only my heart is broken, but my eyes are also in pain. I feel like right now I deserve the nickname of the saddest girl in the world.
Since I couldn't stand it anymore, I decided to say goodbye to my mother. I lied that this afternoon I would have exams on campus, when there really wasn't. But my mother immediately believed it because soon I will graduate.
At a time like this, I just need time to be alone. I want to calm my mind and heart that is currently in turmoil.
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It didn't feel like the clock was at 7pm, and I just returned home. I saw my mother with her new husband and stepson sitting together at the dinner table. And it was clear that the three of them were waiting for me to have dinner together.
"Where have you been, Kei?" ask Mother.
My name is Keisha Maharani, commonly called Kei.
If only now there were only the two of me with mom at home, surely mom would be mad at me. Mother really does not like the princess just wandering outside and just came home when it was night.
"From Laras' house, ma'am" I replied as I sat on the empty dining table chair next to my half-brother, Darren.
Right now I don't care about my mother's gaze holding back her frustration on me. I prefer to be indifferent and clean my dinnerware using tissue. In fact, the plate, spoon, and fork are very clean.
I also did not glance at Brother Darren who was currently sitting right beside me, let alone greeting him. Anyway, from this second I promise, I will throw the man out of my heart and mind. It's been enough that he broke my heart all this time. Especially now that we are brothers, even if not siblings, and only half-siblings. But still, we are both brothers now.
Forget about my declaration of love that he rejected twice. Let's just say that this shameful incident never happened before.
When we were eating together, om Gilang, my mother's new husband, suddenly spoke up.
"Keisha."
"Yes, Om," I replied spontaneously.
Long ago, before Lisa's late aunt, Darren's mother died, we lived in the same compound and we were pretty close and familiar neighbors. But after Darren's mother died, Gilang and Darren's brother moved and lived in AB City. About 10 years ago. I was 12 and Darren was 17.
Darren and I have been reunited for 4 years. At that time my friends and I were celebrating my graduation party at his cafe. At that time I also never thought that it turned out that the new cafe belonged to Brother Darren.
Since we've known each other since childhood, Darren's sister has been very kind to me. But unfortunately, I misunderstood that. I fell in love with a man 5 years older than me.
After years of harboring feelings for her, I finally ventured to express my feelings for her. And as a result, I was rejected twice. Very sad, isn't it? Huft, that's a shame. ๐
Okay, back to our conversation at the dinner table.
"Don't call Om again dong. Call Dad." My stepfather said while smiling kindly at me.
From the time I was told Gilang, uh I mean Gilang's father was like that. The people are very kind, friendly, and loving. So let no one think that he is like that because he wants to take the heart of his stepson. Not at all. He was a very good father, just like my late father.
"Yes ... Father," I replied somewhat awkwardly and hesitantly.
Calling another man father made me think back to my late father who died 7 years ago. It was strange to call another man besides him the same name. But how else, I have to get used to it because now Gilang's father is already my father.
"Lusa, your father and mother will leave for the city AB. You don't mind, do you, Kei?" Gilang's father asked me, while looking at me with mother in turn. He knew that I had never lived apart from my mother before.
For now I can only be silent. I don't know what to answer. It all happened suddenly. But as a kid whose age is pretty mature, I should have no problem with that.
I know I can't be selfish. My mom is just starting out to live her new life with Gilang's dad. I really want you to be happy, and I'm sure Gilang's dad can make my mom happy.
"Key." My mother suddenly touched the back of my hand, and it made me a little surprised because I was daydreaming.
"Yes, Mom."
"Son, I'm sorry for having to live apart from you" my mother said. I felt my mother holding my hand tight enough.
I tried to smile while shaking my head. "It's okay, Mom. Kei'kan already grown up, soon also graduation. So you don't have to worry about me staying away from Kei."
I tried to convince Mom that I would be fine without her going forward.
Mom's eyes look teary hearing my words. I knew there must be a feeling of guilt and heartlessness in his heart that he had to leave me in our house alone.
"Don't worry, Kei. When we leave and live outside the city, there is Masmu who will take care of you" Gilang's father said with a smile.
Gilang's father's words surprised me enough. Whats? A mascu?