Do you have a pet? If you don’t have, maybe you never understand my story and think is no make sense at all. My story related about my pet which is my dog called Odie but I often called him Culut. If you wonder his complete name I will tell it. His complete name is Odie Buddy Super Lucky because all of his siblings died, only him that survived. I have 6 dogs before Odie died but, now only 5 dogs.
So, here the story begin. I have been living with Odie about 4 or 5 years and everyday I interacted with him. I’m always talking with all my dogs, say to them about my day. I prefer share my story with my dogs than my parents. Tell to them just made my problems getting worse especially my mom. Then, say about Odie again. My sister and I have favorite dogs, but she never took care of her dog. I only who cares about the dogs. She never fed the dogs, she only say to do this, to do that. For me, it’s alright because I truly love my dogs and pretend them as my kids and my family.
One day, I felt that there something wrong with Odie. Odie was not happy as usual. He just little bit ate his food. I tried talking with him what was going on with him. I found his hand was injured then, I looked over his wound. Tomorrow was Monday and my class ended at 5 pm but I didn’t know the exact time I went back at 1 pm. My sister sent me a message about Odie. She told that Odie was attacked by his others sibling. I was really panic and said to her to took care of him before I went back from college. I was begged to her because I knew that she hate Odie, but she didn’t reply my message. So, I drove as fast as I could and I went to drag store first to buy some medicine.
After arriving at home, I went to the back yard right away. I called Odie for many times but he never answered my call. I had a bad feeling about this. One place Odie’s favorite place is banana tree. I’m heading to there. Yeah, I was right, I found Odie near banana trees but he had died. I was crying so loud and still called his name. But this is useless. I say sorry to Odie that I couldn’t be the best mama for him. This was because of my sister. I asked her to help me, but she just ignores it. I buried Odie with myself. I didn’t wanna see Odie suffered any longer.
Guess? My sister was coming and asked me that Odie really died. I didn’t say nothing because I was furious. There’s no regret in her face about this. She is fine. I said “Dammit, she really annoying and don’t wanna have a sister like her”. Since that moment, my relationship with my sister was really bad. I never talk with her again, never laughed with her again. When I saw her face, I just remember Odie., how could Odie die like that??. In fact, I moved out and prefer sleeping in another room which is separated with her. Yes, we used to share room each others. I still didn’t know how to fix my problem with my sister. I tried to forget it but still hard for me. Just let it flow !!!
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