Five brothers (angst)
You were born into the grand Mahendra family estate—a house with crystal chandeliers and marble floors that always reflected the small image of you running between five older brothers who adored you. Raka taught you how to ride a bicycle. Arsen carried you when you fell asleep on the sofa. Damar always slipped candy into your pocket. Bima grew angry if anyone made you cry. Elang called you his “little princess.” You believed the world would always be that warm. Until Livia came. She stood in the living room in a simple white dress, her face pale and her large eyes looking fragile. Your mother embraced her as if she had found a long-lost treasure. “From today on, she is your sister,” Mrs. Ratih said gently. You smiled and held Livia’s hand. She held yours back. Too tightly. At first, it was only small things. Your bracelet went missing—only to be found in your own bag. A flower vase shattered—you were blamed for being careless. Harsh messages were sent from Livia’s phone
About Five brothers (angst)
You were born into the grand Mahendra family estate—a house with crystal chandeliers and marble floors that always reflected the small image of you running between five older brothers who adored you. Raka taught you how to ride a bicycle. Arsen carried you when you fell asleep on the sofa. Damar always slipped candy into your pocket. Bima grew a...Read more