Love Bersemi In Turkey
Who Me?

Now, we've returned home, in my homeland. During the trip on the plane or at home I did not speak to Vian. He tried to talk to me, but I ignored him.

I was stupid, I knew it. But I'm just scared. I was afraid to hear the truth that he knew all the problems, but hid them from me.

I can't believe any of that. If they weren't my family, my grandmother would have told me. I'm sure it is. To answer my curiosity, I had to meet them. I'll ask them who I really am.

***

I opened the door to get out. I have to go to my parents' house right now. But when I had just stepped outside and turned to close the door, Vian was standing before my eyes.

"You don't have to come" I told him.

What's he coming for? He purposely hid something this big from me, now he wants to come with me. Wh-wh-what for?

"I want to come" he said. She whining?

Fortunately, I was lazy to argue with him, so I let him come along. He finally drove me to my parents' house.

***

We were standing in front of my parents' house. Fear spread throughout my body. This is where they took away my childhood, took away my happiness. Happiness I never felt.

Although I was angry with Vian, but I felt safe entering the house with him. Since I knew he would protect me, he wouldn't let those bad things happen to me again.

As the two of us stepped foot towards the entrance, my body began to tremble. Cold sweat started dripping from my temple. All those memories came back to my mind. No, I don't want to remember it anymore. I tried as hard as I could to get rid of that memory, but I didn't succeed.

"Basic useless!" he screamed while punching my stomach. They always punched me in the stomach. Even though I'm used to it, it always hurts.

"Please stop! Don't hurt him! Just hit me, do everything to me! But not him, please, I beg you!" Grandma screams.

"No!" I'm yelling. I can't see him through all this just to protect me. I really don't know why they're doing all this.

My father turned his eyes to my grandmother and let me fall. I fell on the floor. I felt pain all over my body. I tried to open my eyes. I saw them beating my grandmother. I screamed. I tried to stand up but couldn't, I was too weak helpless. My bones are crumbling and cannot be moved.

O God, do You see all this ... Why don't you help us?

I opened my eyes when I felt something soft touch my hand, making me realize immediately that it was just a bad memory and would never happen again. I convinced myself. I saw my hand. Vian held my hand and weaved our fingers.

I looked into her eyes and she looked at me with guilt implied on her face. I took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell. My mom opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" ask my mother in surprise.

The two of us did not answer and immediately stepped in, forcing my mother to shift aside to give us a way.

My mother and father looked at me in shock. I closed my eyes. I shouldn't have done this. I can't ...

'Yes, you can. Take a deep breath. You deserve to know who you are. You feel better now. But be prepared soon a very bad time will come to you. Do not be afraid, God will always be by your side. I will help you, said the strange voice. The strange voice seemed to always have a chance in narrowness. Always provide solutions when I need them.

I opened my eyes and gathered my courage. Vian rubbed my palm gently. Touch it as if channeling power to me, and make me believe that I can.

"Who am I?!" I asked them out loud. Great way to start, right? No. gabe. They see me like I'm crazy.

"What are you saying, my daughter?" Say my mother sweetly. It's all fake! He behaved sweetly in front of Vian, just in order to earn money from him. But it's a shame that he did it in vain, he won't get anything, not even a penny.

"Don't call me that again. Who's Khanza?!" ask me out loud.

My mom and dad looked at each other. That means they know everything about Khanza. Suddenly my father laughed. I know it's not a real laugh. Laughter to cover up his nervousness. Unfortunately I was not fooled.

"You are so funny! What are you talking about?" my dad still pretends not to know.

"Tell me. Who is Khanza? Who's Kenzo and who's Kevin? Who?" my question made them suddenly stop laughing and then look back at each other.

"Who are they?" I bluffed at repeating my questions because they were silent. They still see each other. What else should they discuss?

"Who will tell me?!" tanyaku. I can't wait to hear their explanation.

"Tell him" said Vian. His words disappointed me because he knew the matter but didn't tell me.

"Look," said my father. I knew he'd babble and lie again. That's why I interrupted him immediately.

"No! You guys should see! All these years. For years, I thought you were my family. But now, after a second thought, I realized how stupid I was. My family should be the best people I have. The family will never lie to their own child, the family will guide their child when he is wrong. The family should love their child. All this time you've been thinking of me as a samsak.

For years. For years I thought you were my family. But now that I think about it, I realize how stupid I am. Family should be the best people you ever had. They are not supposed to lie and guide you even when you are wrong. Family should show love. All this time, you guys thought of me as a samsak.

No one ever asked me 'hey, are you still alive?' None of you care about my wounds. You never even gave me food.

I don't know why I'm telling you guys this. However, if I don't marry Vian, maybe you guys will treat me worse now. Maybe I won't survive. That's your goal, right? Making my life miserable, trying to take everything away from me.

But you married me to him and now it backfires for you. The only thing I'm saying is thank you for this fake wedding.

If you hadn't married me to her, maybe now my body would be battered full of purple and yellow patches, full of bruises and pus. He was the one who saved me.

So now, before I jump down your throats, tell me, who am I really?!" I said with wide eyes.