Visitor

I went straight home. I ignored people calling me as I made my way towards my room which was located on the second floor of our house. I wanted to go straight to my condo but my feet decided on their own to go straight home. 

"Hassan?" I heard my older sister's voice outside my room as she knocked softly on the door. Her voice was soft and gentle, as it always was. I just finished taking a shower and got dressed. My head was aching due to a hangover. 

I opened the door and was immediately greeted by the gentle face of my older sister. Our age gap is quite big, but even so, there is no denying that she is very much beautiful. She has this small, angelic face. Her jet-black doe eyes made her look even prettier. 

"Sister..." I said and gave her a small smile. 

Suddenly I felt shy.. She's just too beautiful while I am the total opposite of her. 

"Wenna told me that you separated after you went to the club together? Are you okay, Hassan? You went home early in the morning while your clothes were quite a mess. Good thing Mommy and Daddy didn't see you. You alright? Has nothing bad happened to you?” she asked worriedly. 

Because of my sister's question, Rajiv came back to my mind. I can't believe I did that. Never in my life did I imagine losing my first time to a stranger. Just stupid. 

I nodded. "Of course. I slept in a hotel last night. I couldn't call Wenna because I was so drunk. I'm f-fine, though.”

Sister frowned slightly and she let out a sigh. 

"Please, don't do it again, Hassan. I let Wenna take you to that club so you could enjoy yourself. You two must stick to each other. You went there together, you should also go home together."

I lowered my head down and bit my lower lip. She's right though. She left us a reminder last night when my cousin Wenna and I said goodbye that we should not be separated from each other and that we should go home together. I can't imagine the worry they must feel when they couldn't contact me. 

"I'm sorry..." I whispered. A part of me was regretting that I even came that night in the club but a huge part of me was also thankful that I did. 

I don't know…

Sister Brit nodded her head as she sighed for the second time around. "Alright, then. Come on down, mommy might be waiting for us. You're sure you're fine, right?" she asked again. 

I nodded in response. "Yes, I'm fine. It's really okay."

“Good.” Finally, my sister smiled. She looked at me from head to toe. I'm just wearing a robe. I just finished drying my hair with a hair blower and was about to get dressed if my sister hadn't knocked. 

My chest heaved when her eyes stopped at my chest. I immediately covered it with my long hair. 

"Do you want me to help you find something to wear?" she asked sweetly. I shook my head and smiled shyly at her. She used to say those words. She's the best older sister I've ever known. Besides being very supportive, she is also very kind which I love the most. But right now, I do not need her to help out, especially because I know I was hiding something.

"No, I can do it. Be the first to go down, sister. I'll follow next," I said and retreated into the room. 

“Okay.”

I quickly entered the room and closed it. My whole body was still sore but I refused to acknowledge it. The adrenaline was still in my veins so maybe I didn't feel much soreness in my whole body from last night's escapades. I'm still very nervous.

I chose a long sleeve turtleneck shirt and paired it with a pair of jogger pants before heading down to the living room. It's eleven o'clock in the morning today and I know that mommy and daddy will come down for lunch in a few moments. 

“Hey, bitch!”

I jumped in shock when I heard something low from a familiar voice. I turned back and saw Wenna who had just entered our house with widened eyes 

She rushed towards me and held me by the shoulders before shaking me violently. 

"Hey, where are you from last night, huh? Do you know how worried I was?! Do you know that my drunkenness suddenly disappeared when I noticed you were missing?! Where did you go and why didn't you even tell me? God, do you know that I even went to the police station last night to report your disappearance—” I covered her mouth with my hand as I wandered my eyes around our surroundings nervously. Good thing no one is passing by. 

“Shhh. Someone might hear you." We both know how strict my parents are. Once they find out what happened last night, they will definitely overreact and scold me. 

Wenna tried to pull away but I stopped her and glared at her. She glared back at me. 

I dragged her to the empty room on the first floor of the house. I locked the door first before I sat down on the bed. 

“Okay?” she said and crossed her arms, demanding for explanation.

I let out a sigh before biting my lower lip. "Wow..."

Her eyebrows rose. 

"Wens, it's gone..." I said softly and the tears fell to my cheeks. My heart clenched.

She frowned. "The?"

"My…you know…"

"What did you lose?"

"M-My…"

"Damn it, Hassan. Do I look like a fortune teller? Spill the tea!”

I lowered my head and fidgeted my fingers as my heart thumped fast. My hands are shaking. 

"Wens, I'm no longer a v-virgin..." my voice broke at the last word I said. 

I tried to stop the tears in my eyes from falling. My chest is tightening.

A long silence prevailed between the two of us. 

“O-Oh, really?” she said in surprise after the silence. I nodded. "Did it happen last night, Hassan?" Her voice calmed down and sat next to me. 

"Yes. That guy I danced with last night at the club," I uttered. "I came with him last night when he invited me. Then that…”

"You weren't forced?"

I shook my head. "Not at all. I voluntarily went with him last night. We went to his house and that's when it happened. Please, don't judge me, Wenna," I spoke and held her hand.