Marrying the Killer of my Girlfriend
MY DEAR SISTER

Day : Aldebaran

I was stunned with my hands resting on the steering wheel of my car.

Rethinking everything that has happened.

My car is now parked in front of a stage-type one-story house painted in light blue. A house that is not too big, but comfortable enough to live in by a small family.

Selena's House.

If only, I hadn't sent Celine to study abroad, would I have been able to find this house sooner?

If only, I found this house sooner, would Selena be able to fall into my arms?

If that were to happen, would Selena and I finally be together forever?

…..

It was all just hallucinations.

I fought for my heart, keeping it deep all this time believing that one day Selena would keep her promise to be my queen.

I believe he will hold fast to what he has promised.

But what happened I really never imagined.

If so, what can I do?

Selene..

You get to pick out hundreds of thousands of men out there, and I'm ready to fight you back to be by my side.

Why did you choose my own brother?

Why Josh Rainer?

...

I can say this is the steepest moment I've ever had in my entire life.

My life is so bleak...

Yeah, I'm used to sad things.

Supposedly, I can also pass through all of this slowly.

Although I am sure, this pain cannot be cured completely.

At least I can see the two people I love most end up happy.

Seeing them happy should also make me happy..

I have to be tough.

For the sake of Josh Rainer and Selena.

...

I have to go as far as possible.

When I was still pensive in my sedu sedan, suddenly a middle-aged woman came out of the stage house.

The woman who when I was young was also as beautiful as her son.

She is the only woman I have ever called Mom in my life. I quickly got out of my car and immediately met him.

To give the farewell words.

She walked out the door with a big suitcase in her hand. She tried to lock the door but was shocked when I greeted her from behind.

“Mother.”

My face looks like I'm looking at a clown. Bright and glowing so happy.

“Al.. Ale!”

The wrinkles and gray hair in her long hair did not create an image of a beautiful and graceful mother, still the same as when I met her first.

He now held my hand, very happy when he saw me.

“Mom haven't been able to find you since you came to see dad and Selena yesterday, are you okay?” tanyanya friendly.

Very sociable. Just like his son.

“I'm sorry, Mom. I... calm myself down.” I said be honest with him.

Mother's face changed drastically upon hearing my confession.

He seemed to know that I was trying to calm myself down after the dream that I was chasing and had been in plain sight had to be extinct forever.

“Because Selena is Son? Forgive me I can not help anything.” he said now feel guilty.

I feel bad because no one should be blamed here.

Not Selena's fault, not Josh Rainer's.

I'm just not meant to be with Selena. That'sthat's all.

“Why do you have to apologize? Mother has been very meritorious to give birth to a child as tough and as great as Selena. Mom has been very meritorious.” I said really.

I don't remember Mom being as touchable as Selena. Now he starts to shed tears.

“Ale.. If Mom has the power, I also really want to raise you here like my own son. You know.. we always thought of you as Selena's older brother.”

Brother Selena..

Yes, forever I will only be Selena's older brother who always loved her secretly.

Can't be more.

I am trying to wipe her tears.

“I promise I will always visit Mom and Dad every time I return to Indonesia,” I said calming him down.

However, Mother seemed to shudder when she heard my words.

“You want to go? You... won't stay here?” tanyanya did not believe.

I'd like to stay too, Mom.

However, there was no reason for me to stay here.

“Mother.pardon me.,” said I can't hide my sadness.

 “But I have to get back on with my life. Thank you for accepting me. Give my regards to dad and Selena huh?”

Mom was still shaking, like she didn't want to let me go.

But eventually, Mom returned me.

“Can I make you tea for you? I remember you always loved Mom's favorite milk tea.” she asked me.

I nodded with spirit.

“Of course. No one can make milk tea as good as Mom!”

Mom smiled, but did not let go of her sad face. He then reopened the door and allowed me to enter.

Enter the house that raised the queen in my heart.

The house is decorated with a traditional touch. Lots of wall hangings, paintings and antique jars that have been collected by Dad since long ago.

There are also many family photos, but the most stealing my attention is the photo placed in the middle of the wall of this family room.

They still keep it..

The only portrait of me with this warm family.. And they hang this rare photo in the middle position, as if this is the main photo.

I'm moved.

In the photo, we pose in front of the old house they live in. I even hugged little Selena and smiled broadly at this photo.

Meanwhile, little Selena looks amazingly adorable with her karate uniform, the first time she started following extracurriculars at her school.

Ought to..

We could have another family photo in this time if I wasn't late.

“You've always been in this house, Ale. although this is your first time here.” said Mother who noticed my movements from the kitchen.

I smiled bitterly.

“You have always been in my heart.” My answer now cannot control my emotions.

I finally cried.

God knows that I was willing to throw away my luxurious life to go back to childhood in the upbringing of Father and Mother.

They are my real family. Only those who accepted me for who I was and raised me sincerely.

And I'm willing to trade everything I've gotten for being with Selena since I was a kid.

I am very happy, Lord.

However, the life you gave me always went the other way.

It always ends up outside my expectations.

I tried to get away from the living room, not wanting mom to see my cries.

Now I walk past the old guitar until finally my eyes are fixed in front of one of the rooms located in the corner of this house.

And smiled to il as he looked at the hanger of words on the doorstep.

“Besides Selena, In Ban Login”

The woman has not changed since childhood..

The room itself was slightly open, so I could look inside and catch a glimpse of what it contained.

Room decorated in monochrome-black and white. Black bedding, white blankets, matching pillows and bolsters. Overall, the room is painted in white, but wall hangings, lights, cabinets to tables and study chairs all have a touch of black.

Mother seemed to see me stunned in front of the room, and knew how much I wanted to come into contact with Selena's world.

He finally shouted, “Just enter my son, Selena's personal belongings are also empty because she took all to Gurnawijaya's house to take care of your sister.”.

My sister?

I am always amused whenever I hear everyone say Josh Rainer is my brother.

“Good Mom, I'm in yes,” I said still asking permission.

Selena is this your world?

I started to enter her private room and try to analyze what Selena was like as an adult.

Just like when I was a kid, there were no dolls, no Barbie, any box, that smelled feminine in this room.

Selena is Selena.

This room was more plastered with memos and words of encouragement, which he attached in front of his study desk.

Memos such as doctor care schedules, performance evaluation calendars, to plans to increase physician competence over the next six months.

The wall was also plastered with motivational words such as “Push Yourself, Because No One Else Is Going to Do It For You” and “Don’ Stop When You’ Tired, Stop When You’ Done”

Selena has not changed.

She remains an independent, hard-working woman and never gives up..

I then moved to the side of the study table and saw the entire empty wall covered by a self-portrait.

Images of faces throughout the photo with varying sizes. It seemed, he was sticking the entire photo of the people closest to him in the corner of this wall.

I could see a self-portrait of my father and mother, complete with a black highlighter she wrote under each photo.

There is also Becca there. in some photos they look very close and take pictures together.

Then a picture of Gery and Anne, close friends I met yesterday at the hospital.

Of course, of all the photos Selena most attached a self-portrait of a man who always looks friendly to her.

This man must be Dio.

All the moments with Dio in their eight years of courtship are here.

There was no jealousy when I saw all this.

All there is is is the feeling of haru when he knows Selena continues to live her life happily, before we finally meet again.

I'm glad he always found his happiness in his own way.

Now, I'm trying to shift and my eyes are pounded on the other side of the wall.

When I see something familiar...

Oh naw..

I closed my mouth in shock.

Selena!

He hung the jersey of the Juventus football club, which my mother had bought me as a decoration in her room. He hung it by putting the shirt inside a glass frame.

I approached and saw the little boy's sports shirt being inked which seemed to be his own writing.

"My Brother's Favorite Shirt"

....

I was crying so much now.

Let out all the emotions, which I hadn't done in a long time.

Before long, there was the sound of feet approaching. It seemed, Mother heard my crying voice and immediately caught up with me.

"YES..! My boy.."

My mother now grabbed me and hugged me in her arms.

Trying to stop my taste.

Now, all the flavors I'm harboring feel like molotovs are forcing their way out of my body.

It feels good that I was reunited with a family that loved me completely..

But also a great sense of bitter because the person I love always thinks of me as her brother, nothing more..

And again.the feeling of having to let go of my death love for the happiness of people I also love.

Selena...

Maybe it's time..

I think it's time I had to give up and forget about you..