
"Aaron, we were born to different mothers, but I'm still your brother who should have kept you safe. We were born to different mothers but you are still my sister who should have shared laughter and grief together. To be honest in my heart, I never hated you but I hated myself" Slowly, Alan's hand was raised to hold Aaron's arm. But Aaron immediately pulled his arm from Alan's touch, then he turned his head, looked at Alan and raised the tip of his lips. He smiled cynically.
"Why? Why are you telling me this? So I can admit you? Accept you? Acknowledge your mother? Hh?" aaron's voice was cold. Alan breathed.
"No longer do I expect you to accept me, I just want you to know that I love you."
"Ckk. sissy," Aaron stared intently at Alan and continued. "You're like a girl expressing her feelings for a guy who's dying hahaa," Alan said.
"You should know that I won't die easily, I don't want to if I die before you first, really not willing. You make me miss a whole family every day, you take my complete family, my Mama. and for this time I won't let you take Papa from me" Aaron's voice was heavy and hoarse, against the various emotions that filled his heart.
"Good..," Alan smiled. "You have to live to see me die, right? So keep living before watching me die" he said.
"Stupid."
"I'm a fool."
"Ck, you crazy idiot."
"Haa you're right," Alan could no longer bear it, he immediately hugged Aaron, holding his sob. There was no rejection from Aaron, he let Alan hug himself.
"Hey sissy... Are you crying right now?" Aaron patted Alan on the back who was still hugging him, Alan shook his head.
"Hey I'm not dead yet.Why have you been crying over me?" Aaron slapped Alan on the back. Alan wiped the rest of his tears. Take a long breath.
"I'm sorry Ron.." Alan's voice was hoarse. At this moment Aaron felt warm, calm and beautiful, he returned Alan's embrace.
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This morning the doctor let her out of the room before undergoing a series of chemos, I invited her to enjoy the cool morning air that missed her.
"For the sake of greeting you, the cold wind for a long time did not greet you," I said as I pushed the wheelchair. "You miss him too, don't you?" my many.
"I miss the night more" he answered.
"Oh yeah, why?"
"You like the moon too?"
"No" he answered quickly.
"Why? does not the night also bring the moon?"
"If I liked the moon then the stars would be jealous of me," hearing her reply I immediately hit her shoulder. He chuckled and immediately grabbed my hand.
"Hey ugly."
"I even want to strangle you" I chanted and stopped the wheelchair in front of a park bench, then I sat in front of him. I watched his face, enjoyed his gaze, dived into his heart.
"Star..." I smiled she said my name was "Ehem, Cinderella." it was her repetition that made me hit her shoulder again.
"It seems like you have a new hobby now" he commented
"What?"
"Hitting my shoulder," he replied and instantly made me add to his shoulder blow in a row, he laughed crisply. His hand then stroked the soft peek
"Actually I don't want you to know my situation but it turns out you finally know," he said, his eyes fixed on mine.
"You know the Star, if God takes something from us, God will replace it with a better one,"
Her lips tried to smile but I knew it was an overly forced smile, I held her hand that was on my cheek, grasping it. I looked into her eyes and hoped she wouldn't say something I didn't want to hear.
"If later... The Lord took me from you, and God will surely replace it with a better one" hearing the word come out of his mouth, my eyes hot, tears as if to force it out, I immediately covered her mouth with my palm. I'm dodging.
"Ron. If there's anything better than you, if there's more to everything than you, I don't care and I don't want to, because I just want you," My tears are flooding my cheeks, her warm hands rubbed her gently, her eyes glazed over. I immediately hugged him.
"I just want you, you have to know that, so please never give up" I whispered in her ear, my chest was really tight. He nodded and returned my embrace.
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