My besfriend, sister and family was a lovely angel that I cherished the most. She was so beautiful, elegant and not materialistic girl like others; in short she is a simple girl. Her named was Mishka, I met her in the rooftop staring her classmstes doing activities. I approach her first, I saw her eyes that was cold as ice and she smile at me like an innocent baby. She walked pass to me, while I staring blankly; my mind was stopped like my computer that always hang-up when I use it. 'Damn' I said to myself while walking out in the rooftop, I don't know why my mind turn 280 degree when I saw her but she is like a witch and goddess at the same time.
When I enter our house, the shocking news greet me. I was speechless, when I heatd the news.; even my sister and brother also dropped their jaw. My dad dropped the bomb on us that he will remarried to a single mother, my older brother asked him if this woman was good and not a gold digger. I understand my elder siblings if they oppose our father for marrying again. His second marriage was a disaster, she remarried to a gold digger who wants a money and wealth of his. They immadiately divorced after father knows her wickedness and scheming against his back; she have affairs to his co-worker. After that, this said co-worker resigned to his company and never appeared agaid.
I don't want to repeat it this third time but I must respect his decision, the only thing I can do was to observed this woman and decide if she was good or bad to father. Saturday, my father went home together with a woman and girl; I can't believe what I saw. We sit on the dining table, quietly and observing each other. The one who break the silence is my father, he observe his surrounding before he speak to us.
"Ahem, um.... Erika, Mishka, these are my children; Jason, Gina and Marco"
"Hello"
"Guys, these are Erika and Mishka. They will be your new mother and sister, so be good to them"
These situation was awkward to me because Mishka is a girl from other class but now, she is my step sister. I want to be crazy but I admit myself that she was beautiful even when I first saw her at the rooftop. My elder sister Gina, didn't question our new mother, and instead she closed to her. After that day, Erika and her daughter move in our house to live together. She become a good mother to us, she respect our decision and she take care everything when my father was gone. While Mishka was still quiet but not cold, it was awkward to me as her friend and brother. But as the days passed, we become close. We telling our secrets, bickering and sometimes, we are quarreling over to a small things.
Month passed by, Erika and father married to the church with grand festive food, we ate happily until the bride and groom were gone. While they're in honeymoon, my elder brother Jason take care us and teach something like how to joke their friend or girlfriend, making an oregami and driving a car in a backyard using an old car that came from a junk. My sister Gina scolded him because he teaches us some random and toxic ways of life especially Mishka who was innocent and lovely girl to her. Instead she teach us some good and relevant things until the day that our parents arrived from their honeymoon.
After their honeymoon, our life return to normal; study, work, vacation, etc. It repeating again and again as the years pass. I did not stutter nor turn to 280 degree in front of Mishka, I casual talking to her like normal person. My brother and sister have their own life and work, while me and Mishka was in the senior high in college doing our role diligently as their children. But the accident struck us like a thunder, my father was hit by a car and he died on the spot. No one expected that, all of us were crying and felt lonely when we heard that news especially our step mother who was in shock. All of us help her to recover for the grievances she felt and to comfort her for time to time. After a week, she recovered and thank us because we didn't abandoned her, I realized that maybe, she think that she was not alone and she have her children to take care of.
While Mishka thank us for accept them as their family even they are strangers. Her face was bright like a sun, her apple lip curve with sincere smile and her eyes was now wet because of her tears. She thank us repeatedly until she tired and later on, sleep soundly with a calm face. We continued our life until we have a family, but we still take care our old step mother who taking us when we are young. And that is how I meet my friend, sister and family named Mishka.
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