Turns Out He Is A Boy
Families

But suddenly my phone rang, it was a message from my father, "Quick you praise your mother's food" a message from my father. I understand, thank you dad, for helping me at times like this.

"Elia my son, what did you want to say?" ask mom.

"Feel mother.hmmmp" again I shut Elijah's mouth so as not to speak.

"Mom! mother-made food is getting more delicious every day. It felt like I was dead, and taken to heaven by the angels!" I said pretending to be excited.

"Oh really? haha mommy was so happy to hear that, Elijah also wanted to say the same thing as your sister huh?" ask mom.

As Elijah was about to answer mother's question, I glared at Elijah. So that he understood what to say to his mother, "Ma-mommy's food is delicious, but I want to say it first than Claude's sister" said Elijah pretending to be sad.

"Oh really? very sweet mother's child, do not be sad that dong, here mother hug" said my mother opened her hands wide.

"Oh my God, my kids are so good at lying like this" my dad said in his heart.

My father taught me to lie often. Because I'm so scared of my mom if she's angry, so when between us there's a problem with mom. We will always help each other, just like we did.

"Oh yeah, can you help me fix my mom's favorite oven" my mom asked while eating.

Then suddenly Yohan raised her hand, "Let me just ma'am fix it" Yohan said confidently.

"Huh? can you be Yohan? you've been playing online games all along. You know anything like this except your father, and your brother, Claude" my mother said.

"Huh.that's what you see, actually I never play games at all on my phone" Yohan said.

"Huh? then what have you been doing with your phone all this time?" ask mother.

"Of course I learned, just like Claude. I'll be better than him, just look at it!" yohan Shouts.

"More good than me? haha don't dream of you, Yohan" I quipped.

"the dream? hahaha just look at it later brother, I will continue to try desperately to become sister's rival" said Yohan.

"Hoho, rival huh? alright from now on, we will fight" I said.

"Yes, yes, then I want to go first to fix the broken mother's oven" said Yohan down from the chair to my mother's oven.

"Hey... Can he really do it?" whispered mother.

"Oh well, I don't know either, haha. But seeing her as confident as that, maybe she could" my father said.

Yes, he can do it, but every time I see him while using his phone just to play games. But because of his confident attitude, I had little hope for him that he would succeed.

Let the time determine whether he can really fix it or not. I laughed out loud at the dinner table, thinking that Yohan would never make it.

"Maybe he's my only son who's really gone crazy" my father said in his heart.

After a few minutes, we finished eating. Just as we finished eating, Yohan came to the dinner table with her oven. It was so strange with his face, why was he smiling like that.

"Eh!? have you returned Yohan? so what about mom's oven? what's the problem?" ask mom.

"There's a problem with the temperature sensor that makes the dish unevenly hot. This sensor runs out of calibration, which makes the oven unevenly mature. So I made a little improvement" Yohan said.

"Wait mom! it could have been what Yohan did, made the oven owned by mother more damaged" I said.

"Mom believes in Yohan" my mother said.

"How dare you Yohan" I muttered annoyedly, seeing my sister begin to grow up to be like me.

But I'm still not sure what Yohan did to mom's oven. Maybe he made a mistake, or did nothing. It could be that the grilled chicken is in vain again.

As before, the mother-made roast chicken is only charred in the middle. On the right, and on the left is raw. I won't eat it, but why can Yohan still smile like that.

Her face was really annoying, I wanted to smash my sister's face. Fortunately he was my brother, otherwise I would have beaten him. No, it can't be Claude! you'll only make a mistake a second time.

I can't be like this anymore, I have to be able to hold back my emotions. Don't let it be that way, that moment where I made my biggest mistake of a lifetime. I'm really very sorry, I'd love to forget about my past.

But I can't forget it at all, because our memories that have spent a lot of time together, and again my attitude has not changed. That's what makes me remember it all the time... Eren's.

Then a few minutes later, she screamed and we all ran to the kitchen. Who was watching television together. Mom's screams made us all panic.

Except for me, I'm self-grinning, all I have in mind right now is, if Yohan doesn't make it right, and she's getting it broken. Finally the face I was waiting for from Yohan came out as well, which was a worried face.

"What's wrong mom?" said dad quickly approached mom, and took her away from the kitchen.

Reflexively we ran after my father, not knowing what was really going on. Because there might be something dangerous.

"Dad why are you suddenly carrying mom?" ask mom.

"Of course to save you" said my father seriously.

"Down me.. What exactly are you doing?" ask mommy to come down from dad's sling.

"We should have asked like that, why did you scream?" ask dad.

"Mom screamed because the oven owned by mother again became like new again. This is all because Yohan did it, otherwise Yohan could have done it" said mother hugging Yohan.

Again Yohan showed her annoying face to me. He grinned at me, it seemed like he was deliberately trying to piss me off. I also didn't think that he had really fixed it.

"This time the mother's cooking will be completely cooked evenly" said my mother happily.

"Hmm. mother..."

"Yes? what's up Claude?" ask mom.

"We've all just eaten, is it better to just cancel the cooking" I said.

"What! can't! because I already baked it! you should eat too!" mom said.

"Ah no.. Daddy's stomach feels like it wants to break" murmured father.

"Elia's stomach is still hungry, listen to my father's hungry stomach singing" Elijah said.

What Elijah meant by the song of a hungry stomach, that is, the sound of a hungry stomach. But why is he still so hungry, even though the previous food served so much, until there is leftovers.