Cherophophobic
He's my Brother.

They came home from Anzalion's house late. About seven o'clock. Kafka wants to go home. But he was still not used to the state of a very quiet house. Finally he decided to go to the park where he usually relaxes. The place he thought was most comfortable being alone.

It flashed through his mind all the things he had been through all this time.

"Is this my life?" kafka murmur.

Indeed his life has been much better than when Junior High he often get bullying. Currently Geo also did not bother him too much. Maybe that guy is already angry. Kafka always gets good grades. Judging from his current grades, he could enter the best university in the city. He also made good friends. Which is always there for him.

But he still felt unworthy of happiness. Every time he started to feel great happiness, it would definitely be destroyed in an instant.

"If he's right my brother, I can't fall for him" Kafka said.

Suddenly something came to his mind.

"Anya's aunt, she must know something."

Kafka immediately got on his bike and drove to the hospital. He knew the mother of his best friend was definitely still in the hospital because today was his schedule Anya keep the night. He did not hesitate to go straight to the hospital.

"Anya Aunt!" call Kafka when you see Anya sitting on the bench in the hospital garden.

"Oh? Kafka's? What was? You sick?" ask Anya with a worried face.

Kafka shook his head. "Auntie is busy?" ask Kafka back.

Anya looked at her bracelet. "No, Aunt's break is still 15 minutes left" replied Anya. "Here sit."

Kafka sat in front of Anya. Then speechless. He was confused where to start. Do you have to be honest when you fall for someone?

"What's Kafka doing?" ask Anya again.

"Papa's daughter, besides Kafka and Zelio... Is there anything else?" kafka asked doubtfully.

Really, Kafka was really hoping for her Tantenya to say that her father's son was only her and Zelio who was one year younger than her. But her hope was dashed instantly, when Anya said yes to her answer.

"Yes, there's your sister. But he was not published." Anya replied.

Deg. Kafka's eyes slowly turned red. His heart beats faster. His breathing began to feel tight. He does not accept this reality. But he still doesn't believe. He asked one more thing.

"What's aunty's name?" kafka asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"If her name is not wrong, Natasha Harra Anzalion. He is one year older than you." Anya replied.

Kafka immediately turned his face away. Tears that almost fell. Why was the reality he had to accept always this bitter? When she starts to feel in love for the first time, is that love forbidden?

"But, by the way why are you suddenly asking this?" ask Anya.

Kafka quickly shook his head while smiling. "No pa-pa aunt. Yaudah Kafka went home first." said Kafka immediately went from there followed by a question mark from Anya.

*

The next day at school. When gathered together in the canteen, Kafka's attitude towards Natasha was completely different 180°. No, exactly Kafka's attitude back chuckle like before. It's just that now coupled with a cold attitude.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you like this?" ask Natasha.

Natasha was very surprised by Kafka's change in attitude. Yesterday they were joking together. Not only was Natasha surprised, her other friends were also shocked. Because they had never seen Kafka's cold face. Even his aura was colder than Yohan's.

"Is this still because I like you?" ask Natasha again.

"Don't like me! I already have a lover." replied Kafka.

"I can't believe it! We've been friends for months now you never said you had a boyfriend. I'm like this not as a girl who likes you, but as your friend. What made your attitude change like this?" ask Natasha again.

Kafka sighed. Suddenly his hand clasped the hand of Yora who happened to be sitting next to him. At the lift of the hand grips it on the canteen table to be seen by Natasha.

"He's my boyfriend. If you still have your pride, stay away from me." Kafka said.

"Ehh?" Yora looked at Kafka with a confused look.

After seeing that, with teary eyes Natasha left the canteen. His heart ached at the words Kafka had just spoken.

"Lo what the hell is anjr?!" yora snapped while releasing Kafka's hand. "Who's Lo's girlfriend?!"

"Sorry" said Kafka.

"Are you really dating?" arzel asked while pointing at Kafka and Yora.

"Since when?" Hazel asked.

"Lo Eyes! Ask him that! Why suddenly say I'm his girlfriend." Yora said with annoyance while shaking Kafka's head.

"Lo again there's a problem with him Kaf?" ask Azam.

"Gue knows you don't like him. But I think Lo's words just got too sharp Kaf. She chick. You shouldn't have said such a sharp sentence." Nathan said.

"Gue knows, but I had to do it. It's as if he can hate me." replied Kafka. Then he left the canteen.

Yohan who saw it immediately followed where Kafka went. Turns out the guy went to the rooftop. Arriving at the rooftop, without further ado, Yohan immediately threw her punch into Kafka's cheek.

"That's not a sentence that a Kafka would say" Yohan said.

Kafka just lowered his head. He did not return Yohan's blow. "Gue likes him" Kafka said suddenly.

Yohan just silently listened to every word that Kafka would say.

"Evening, at papa's house. I saw their family photos. And Natasha's there. At first I thought he was a. But after I asked Mama Lo. He's my brother. And he can't like me. So is it with me." said Kafka told me everything.

Yohan sighed. The guy was sitting in a chair that was on the rooftop. He can't blame Kafka now. Because indeed what Kafka did was right, especially seen from the personality of Natasha who incidentally likes to do desperate if not get sharp sentences from Kafka will certainly remain mgeyel.

"Lo seemed to tell him the truth" Yohan said.

"Gue will tell him, after he hates me." replied Kafka.

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...Seriate......