Prolog

I hate my life!

Everything was fine at first. However, since he was present, all the things I cherished slowly began to disappear.

In fact, Mom could sacrifice myself for him. Since he was born, I have suffered. She is suffering from leukemia, mom and dad who are afraid of losing the boy they hope so without thinking immediately tell me to donate my spinal cord. At first I was willing but gradually I felt sick.

Am I ignored anymore? Am I here just as a supply of organs ready for surgery if he needs?

How many syringes have stabbed me, green surgical clothes that seem like my everyday clothes. I want to cry, beg, is there no other way? Without me being hurt? It hurts ... Ma ... Pa ....

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Year after year. Do not feel that now I am 16 years old, introduce me Keisha Ananda. He is familiarly called Keisha. I live in a well-off family with a fairly good economy.

Many people feel jealous of my delicious life, hmm ...

I wish they had known how pathetic it is in my position. I have a younger brother who has been born with leukemia. I hate him! I hate everyone in my house. they only care about him!

Until one day, I ended everything with my own hands. Guilty? No ... I'm satisfied. But unfortunately, my brother Raza managed to escape with our housemaid.

It's okay. I will definitely find you. You have to make up for my suffering! Give me back my spinal cord! My kidneys! Hahahaha .... Wait for the next time. I will make you the main character in the great scenario that I created.

Hahahahah ....

I never dreamed that I would be a disobedient child. But ... all that mama papa forced me to do that! If, mama papa knows how sad it is I see you guys pay more attention to that child, a child with a disease like him. Hahah ... but, mama papa even really loved him and threw me away?

Making myself like an organ cupboard that is ready to be used if needed.

Why Ma ... Pa? Am I useless? Is it because I'm a girl? Mama Papa doesn't want me? But, I'm healthy Ma, Mama Papa who make me suffer like this.

I hate my life!

I will change everything ... I also deserve to be happy ... Akh ... Hahaha ....

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This morning, all residents of the housing complex were shocked by the arrival of the police and ambulances that filled our house. I was enveloped and taken into a police car, we headed to the police station. When I got there I was asked for information about what had happened.

"Kei, tell me what happened?" asked a policeman.

I was silent with my face down.

"Ahh ... I'm sorry, Kei. It must be very hard for you to face all of this. Take it slow, Kei," continued the police pack next to him. I smiled faintly then looked up slowly at once my face turned very sad and cried skits.

I cry.

"That night, I came home a little late because I missed the bus. So I had to walk home."

My voice stopped, then took a deep breath between my sobs.

"When I came home, Mama immediately got angry with me because I came home late. Not having time to explain why, Mama slapped me instead. I was shocked while holding my sore cheek, at that time my heart was upset and disappointed with Mama. Maybe Mama had a problem and took it out on me. I ran into the room and cried myself to sleep. When I woke up I felt excruciating pain in my neck and at that time I was so shocked that I was tied up in the garage of the house. Then, the police officer came and saved me, "I said, suddenly bursting into tears.

"Be patient, Kei. So you don't know your family was murdered? But, Kei, your sister and your maid were not at the scene of the crime. They were probably taken by the assassins. But we will try to find them."

"Thank you sir."

I was escorted to my aunt, dad's sister. Because, I don't have anyone anymore. On the way to the aunt's place, I smiled thinly. I feel very satisfied ... Hehe. I really like the faces of mom and dad who are scared when they see me ... their own daughter who becomes their grim reaper, hahha.

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Today bad luck befall me, miss the bus home. With a heavy heart I have to walk, although not very far. But I can't be too tired, ever since that damn little brother took one of my kidneys.

Maybe just slow down, huh. I thought.

When I got home, I have met all the people in the house who looked at my arrival. I just stared briefly at everything and went straight to the room. However, my steps stopped. Mama stopped me.

"Kei, where have you been! At this hour just arrived home!" snapped Mama.

"I missed the bus, Mom."

"Just an excuse, right, Kei? Are you trying to avoid it on purpose?"

Immediately I was confused what was meant by Mama.

"What do you mean, Mama?"

"This afternoon, Raza's kidney surgery with you, Kei. You didn't see Raza vomiting blood yesterday, you're late! Have you seen what time?"

I glanced at my watch, 20:10 WITA. I admit, I'm late but there is a reason.

"Sorry Ma, I forgot. I didn't mean to escape."

"It's you, Kei. I don't feel sorry for your sister."

Poor?

Poor?

These words sounded ringing in my head.

"What do you mean? What do you call me not poor? Poor? Huh! Kassian? You don't think so? So far, if it weren't for me, that damn kid wouldn't be able to live until now! Mama don't you feel bad for me? I'm so weak, Ma. I've already taken one kidney. Now you want to give me my last kidney? You want me to die? Huh! Mama want what– "

PLAKK!

A heavy slap landed on my cheek. I grinned slowly while holding the hot cheek.

"Insolent child!" scolded Mama.

Tears could not be stopped anymore, I ran to my room. I heard Mama's voice calling my name faintly. I dont care! My heart is hurting so much.

"Yes, Mom. Mama is overreacting to Keisha. Poor her, Ma. Should we think of another way?" said papa calming mama.

"It's impossible, Pa. Later we can't save Raza. Mama doesn't want to lose him, he's the boy we've been hoping for," said Mom sadly.

"Yes, we have already rested, Mom, tomorrow we will discuss it again with Keisha," said Daddy as he brought Mom to the room.

I burst into tears, "Mama have the heart!"

Unconsciously I fell asleep crying. At 23:30 WITA, the clinking sound of the wall clock was heard clearly on a quiet night. I wake up, my head hurts. My heart is so vengeful what mother has treated me. I really want to be removed. I am an unexpected child. My face showed a grin and hurried towards the garage of the house. There I took an ax, several nails, a hammer and a rope.

I then walked to mama and papa's room while carrying the things earlier. I opened the door to the room and saw the two people were fast asleep. I smiled and crept inside. Slowly I tied their hands and feet. Hahah ... when you two fall asleep like a dead person, it's asleep ... Baby.

After finishing tying the two of them, I rushed to the damn boy's room. But one time I came there the door to the room was already open. I frowned, "Nothing? Where is he?"

I rushed to Bik Minah's room, our maid.

"Empty."

"Okay they ran away, its okay, next time. I still have two toys hahah ...."

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"What is this!" shrieked Mama.

"Mom, we're tied up," said Papa.

"What's all this? Who did it?" Mama asked, sobbing. Suddenly, a creepy laugh could be heard from the dark corner of the room. Keisha grinned viciously at the two of them, while gripping an ax.

"Kei, what's wrong with you, son? Why were we tied up?" Papa asked in panic.

"I want to play, Pa. Hahaha ...." I thundered.

"Crazy kid!" Mother shouted in fear.

SRETT!

"Ahhh!" screamed Mama in pain. The ax was covered in Mama's blood. For a moment, I swung the ax right at Mama's mouth, so that it resembled the ghost of a torn mouth in Japan. Ha ha ha ....

"Haha ... looks like a Japanese ghost, huh," I said laughing.

"Keisha! What happened! Why did you hurt Mama!" cried the father in fear.

"You really deserve all of this! Hahah ...."

I swung the ax again at mama's chest vertically. Mama screamed uncontrollably, blood never stopped pouring in the woman's mouth. I split the chest so that the internal organs were visible. I smashed the ax against it repeatedly. It didn't stop there, I started swinging the ax again, preparing to cut my mother's head.

BATSS!

The woman's head rolled off the floor. Papa was hysterical and begged me for forgiveness.

"Sorry, Papa, I'm sorry it's late."

I took nails and hammer, nailed daddy's chest, stomach and thighs as if they were wooden planks. Blood spurted out every time I hit the nails with the hammer. I beat the nails until they were completely nailed. Papa can only cry and in pain accept his death.

"Huhh ... Finally!" I finished nailing about 30 nails that scattered from Papa's chest, stomach and thighs. I glanced at Papa's face, "Uh ... Already dead, apparently. Even though it's only this ... Hahah."

I then rushed to change my nightgown which was full of blood stains. I put the shirt in a small bag and I hurried to burn it in the toilet. After everything was gone, I immediately cleaned the toilet as if nothing had happened. I then went to the garage of the house and tied myself and slept soundly there.

I can't wait for tomorrow.

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Not long after, I arrived at my aunt's house, Tante Yasmin. When I got out of the car, my aunt immediately hugged me.

"Kei, I'm sorry."

"Yes Auntie, his name is also a disaster."

"Come on in, Kei."

I also said goodbye to the police and went into Tante Yasmin's house.

Tante Yasmin, father's only sibling. while Mama is an only child. Tante Yasmin is a single parent, she has a daughter. Adela, my cousin. Our age is only a month apart. Tante Yasmin didn't know that all this time I was suffering, my important organs were given to that unlucky child. Mama and papa privatized it from anyone, even Tante Yasmin. How sneaky.

Hemm ... I think New life is about to start. Maybe a lot of interesting scenarios are waiting for me haha ​​... And lots of fun new characters ....