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"He told me why he was like that. It's just .. we're fine now. But he still does not believe in God. It makes me sad, I can't take him back on the right track" I said. Not feeling, my tears fell.

Masara said nothing. I don't think he even understands what's happening to me.

"Then .. your parents? How d-" I didn't let him finish.

"Oh, they don't even care. I'm glad I got out of that house. They beat me every day. All is enough, they are enough to make me feel like I am at my weakest point .. But I don't care anymore" I said. I don't know if I should say this. I closed my eyes.

"They're not my real family" I said. I opened my eyes and looked at Masara. My eyes widened. She cried.

“Why are you crying?” Ask her. He smiled and wiped his tears

"I can see in your eyes how much you've been hurt. How bad things have happened. I don't even have words to respond to it. But, you are the strongest woman I have ever met," she said with a smile on her face. I frowned in confusion. Strong? Wh why? He then stood up while grabbing my arm.

"Come, let's pray first" he asked.

We also take ablution, then pray together. After the prayer, we returned to the living room, then returned to chatting casually.

Just as I was about to ask her what she wanted to eat, the doorbell rang. I looked to Masara, to ask if Hamzah would come, but he shook his head. I rushed to open the door. Turns out, my twin is standing there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked Kenzo. He stood there in front of me, looking at me as if he were a statue. He did not move and said nothing. Then he turned and left.

"Kenzo!" I screamed after him, trying to digest why he was acting so strangely. He stopped for a few seconds then looked at me, but then ran again. He disappeared, when Masara came to me.

"Who is that?" ask Masara.

I turned to her, still confused as to why she had suddenly come and why she had suddenly left.

"That's my twin brother" I replied. Masara's eyes widened.

"You have a twin brother? So cool!" he said he didn't believe.

I just shrugged, not wanting to talk about it. We walked back to the living room and I couldn't help but tell Masara.

"I just found out about him. About my real parents. After eighteen years of being hurt by people I thought were my family, I finally found my real family. But it turns out my real family doesn't want me either. They sold me. And now, after eighteen years they come into my life again, trying to be part of my life again" I said, letting the tears flow.

Just as Masara was about to reply, suddenly a phone call rang.

"That's not the sound of my phone" Masara said.

I'm sober. I rushed to where the voice came from and looked at the phone Vian gave me. I saw who called. Only a phone number, no name. Without a second thought, I immediately answered the call.

"Hello?" softly said.

"Hey baby, how are you?" answer someone across there.

When I heard her voice, I closed my eyes and immediately felt better.

"Okay, what about you? How's everything?" I asked Vian. I heard him take a deep breath.

"I tried my best to handle it. How's things going in there? You happy with Hamza's wife?" he asked me. From his voice, I could hear how tired he was.

I wanted to tell you about my family, but I changed my mind. He already had so many things to deal with and adding to my problem, it felt unfair to him.

"Yes?" he asked, because I was silent for a moment. I took a deep breath.

"I just .. I just miss you, like," I said softly, hoping he wouldn't hear it. But when I heard him laugh, I rolled my eyeballs. He heard.

"Living a few more days I'll be back. By the way, did something happen? You sound so weird .." he said making me rethink Kenzo.

"No, nothing happened. It's just . I think I should visit him again. I need answers from them, why they don't want me and have to sell me to the bad guys" I said. It felt like the weight in my throat came out after saying that.

"Go, I think that's the best thing to do. Oh yeah, if Kevin dares to do something to you, call me right away. Take your phone with you wherever you go" he said, making me laugh.

"I'm serious here, Sadiya," he said a little tensely.

"He won't do anything, don't worry. Thank you for calling," I said, turning my face toward Masara's screaming voice from the kitchen.

"I'll call you again tomorrow. Be careful, yes. See you," he said, deciding on the call.

I felt better after hearing her voice and knowing that she was okay.

I rushed to the kitchen to meet Masara. He was making tea.

"I want to see them tomorrow" I said, and he immediately knew who I was talking about.

"Your real family?" tanyakanya.

"Yes" I replied.

"I'm going with you" he said, but I shook my head. I want to do this alone.

"I want to go alone" I said and he nodded. I helped her, but my mind was elsewhere. What if they really don't want me?

***

This time, I stood in front of the house again. The house that made me feel everything. And now, I stand here, again experiencing the same thing. I know, it's hard, but I need it. If I need an answer, I have to do this. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A little while later, a girl of about twenty years old opened the door. He smiled at me and I started to get nervous. My hands were sweating and I was trembling a little.

"Oh, you must be Khanza. Come in" he said.

I stepped in. I want to ask who he is. He doesn't look like me, but I remember Kevin saying that it was just him and Kenzo who were the kids of this family.

I followed him in and took off my shoes. He asked me to follow him, I followed him. We went to the same living room where I saw her for the first time and my headache started coming again. Anxiety runs through my veins. I wiped my sweaty hands with the tip of my shirt.

"Who is that, Husna?" I heard him ask.

I felt frozen and could no longer move. I closed my eyes, I couldn't open them. I don't know what to do. On the one hand, I wanted to run from there, not look back and never come back. However, on the other hand, I want to settle here, hug her again, feel her embrace again.

"K.. Khanza?" he said with a soft voice.