"Kak Ena kan kakak aku."

That was the sweetest confession of a boy I’ve been acquainted with. I almost shed tears.
That was even sweeter than million sticks of cotton candy. I wanted to shriek.
All my family members & my close friends know I’ve at all times desired to have a younger sister or brother.
And last night, a 13-year-old boy pronounced me as his sister.

I’m really happy.

Thank you, Iki.