Forced to be second
Unfairly

I don't seem to know my mother, I seem to be a stepson in this house, why do you care so much about the feelings of Gita? But she never cared about my feelings, her own daughter.

“That's all Mom and Dad's fault, but why should I bear Bu?” the clear circle that I had been holding back from now came out of the corner of my eye.

“Because you're Mother's daughter .” lightly she replied that way, no words of apology were uttered from her lips, making me feel as if my mother had never thought about my feelings all along.

“I never asked to be born from mother's womb!” my exclaiming, deep disappointment made me spontaneously violent to my mother, it felt like my chest was too tight to hold this feeling. I saw the pushy look from mom, she threw her hand at me and the next split second, that hand

it landed on my cheek.

I did not expect, mother had the heart to play hands on me, the look of disappointment I threw at her, and there was no look of regret that my mother showed, she seemed to have felt right to have slapped me.

“Don't be rude you Carnation!” exclaim Mother to me.

“Then I have to be quiet? I know, mom no longer needs me, all you want is sister Gita!” my exclaim, the heat and pain in my cheeks is not worth the heat and pain in my heart, the disappointment that I had suffered for many years as if I could no longer bear it, I want to spit it all out, I want to take it all out, so that the burden on my heart can be slightly reduced. But, I could never get that chance, once I answered my mother's words, then I would be considered disobedient by her.

Can't I be honest about the feelings I've been feeling all along?

“Mother take it easy, because soon I will be out of this house, and mother will lose her daughter mother, and mother rest easy, there is still a sister Gita right? just sister Gita that mom wants,” I slammed my room door hard, and I left my mom, I need some quiet and I need some time.

When I stepped away, I heard the voice of my mother asking me back, she kept shouting but I ignored her, she said, I also heard that tonight I have to be at home because my future husband is coming. I still don't think, after what I told my mother, she still keeps thinking about this marriage, the marriage that sacrificed me into debt relief.

I was still sitting on the edge of the lake, here it had become my mainstay when I was overwhelmed with problems that accumulate like now, a shadow of my mother slapping me made me back to shed tears, she said, I don't know why lately I've been so whiny that I've been pissing myself off.

“Is this really the end of my life? What about my love trip with Arman?” I've been in a relationship for months with a man named Arman, a medical student. I was thinking, maybe I should tell Arman this right now, and maybe Arman can help me.

I drive my car to my lover's apartment, I often go there with other friends, because indeed I rarely spend time together, even if it is possible just to watch a movie. The relationship between Arman and me is normal, because we never do relationships beyond limits, even my first kiss is still well maintained.

Now I'm walking with certainty towards the Arman apartment unit, when it was in front of the door I just entered the security code that is Arman's date of birth, the door opened and I entered. But, my manata

squinting, when I saw clothes scattered, and more strangely it was women's clothes.

I tried my hardest to keep thinking positive, I grabbed the doorknob in Arman's room, because I vaguely heard strange noises from inside. I really don't know what I'm seeing right now. Arman was making out with a woman I knew very well, sister Gita.

I couldn't take it anymore, I left them both with wounds. I didn't expect Arman, the man I knew as a good man to betray me, let alone my sister Gita. Is it not satisfied that Gita makes me have to replace her married to a foreign man? Now he's taken Arman, since when did their relationship get established? All those questions made me feel more confused.

I decided to go home, and by the time I entered the house it was much better than before. I stepped into my room, and I heard the voice of my mother who was looking for Gita's sister. I smiled wryly, when I knew that my mother was more worried about Gita than me. I stepped back into my room, as if I did not want to know with them.

I went into my room and locked my door tightly, I took one of the photos, which was a picture of me and Arman taken when we were first dinner, I destroyed the photo as badly as my heart which he had broken. I still don't think that Arman would betray me, even that woman is Gita's sister, my own half-sister. Brother Gita not only destroyed my future, but also my feelings, I no longer know who to tell, my own mother will certainly be much more defensive for Gita, he won't bother about my business of course.

At night, I was getting ready, because tonight I was going to meet my future husband, when I was busy fixing my makeup, the door was open, and the room was open, and I think it was Mom who wanted to make sure that I didn't run away.

“Wah look, someone is excited to meet his future husband,” from his voice alone I already know who he is, yes he is brother Gita. He smiled with satisfaction at me, no guilt at all.

“If you just want to make fun of me you should leave,” kick me out, I don't want to talk to him anymore.

“Oh is brave now?” gita stepped forward, she had a glass of juice in her hand, and I knew what she was going to do. Before he did anything bad to me, I first nudged Gita's glass to the dress.

“Loe!!” gita's sister seemed to hold back her anger.

“Anyelir!!” mom's loud voice rang out, and I already knew what was about to happen.

“If Mom wants to scold me, then I will not want to meet my future husband,” I said threateningly, today my mood is already very bad, so I have a very bad mood, and I don't want any more if until these crucial moments my mood is destroyed again, so the only way is a threat.

It turns out that the threat I gave to Mom is really potent, mother seems to sigh and try to control her emotions, I really want to laugh in front of Gita, if this time the plan makes Mother angry failed.

“Let's go baby, I help you clean the dress, you want to dinner right with your girlfriend,” said Mother subtly, she brought sister Gita out of my room, made me breathe a sigh of relief.

“Eh but wait,” I remembered something, 'So mom said sister Gita wants dinner right? same Arman?' I asked in my heart, but again I shook my head, because I didn't want to keep thinking about the man.