"When two best friend talk, people tend to think that they talk in code."
That's what my friend Mikka told me.
My brother, Sylph, has just arrived from Jakarta. I can't say that I didn't miss him when he was away in his small trip. Anyway, I'm pretty glad that he's back now.
While we were having dinner, my ma called. Since I didn't have the chance to meet her personally in Jakarta, I talk to her cheerfully. Everything is okay, UNTIL he talked to her. And that time, I realized that I could understand nothing about what they were talking about.
And now that I realized that, it only make me feel even more lonelier than when he was away. Knowing that he could talk to her like two best friend in their own world really hurt me. Because I do realize that the world they're in at that time is the place where I could never ever get in.
Pathetic huh? Getting jealous to your own brother just because he's closer to your parents. But hey, that's the truth. It's sucks. Unable to understand them, to talk to them like the way he talked to them is really hurting me.
Sometimes I wish that... that he never exist. But if it's really do happen, I can't imagine how my parents gonna be. After all, he's always their favorite.
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