บท 2: Chapter 2 Mother ?
Well, hello there. It's me again. What's my name again? Agatha? Right, that's my new name. At first, I was dissatisfied because my name sounded like a girl's name, but it turns out I am a girl. The shock I felt was almost non-existent. Maybe it's because I don't really care about that anymore, or perhaps the numbness from my previous life followed me here.
No matter... But hey, I have good news and bad news. Ugh...
Anyway, the good news is that I'm 7 or 8 months old now, I think, and I'm crawling! Hehehe... You don't know how happy I was when I first did it. I'm finally free from the cocoon! I still remember the first time my mother saw me crawling. She was speechless, looking at me with her mouth open. To be honest, my mother looked kind of silly. Not silly in a cute way, but actually silly. She's forgetful, and multiple times she screamed when she saw me crawling, saying that I could finally crawl, even though I had already done it the day before. At that point, I knew something wasn't quite right with her. There was something wrong in her head.
But hey, I'm not complaining. She loves me, after all. With her warmth always by my side, there's no way I'm complaining. Her face is kind of cute. I think she's still young, maybe around 20-25, with her long black hair matching her eyes, fair skin, and delicate features. Her breasts are also big. Overall, I'm satisfied.
And now, she's watching me crawl from corner to corner while sitting in her chair with a smug face. She does that every day now, and honestly, I think it's weird, but knowing her, it's fine.
"I'm home!!"
Suddenly, I hear the loud voice of a woman. Now, hear me out. I've already told you the good news, so here's the bad news...
It's that woman!
No, no... It's not like I hate her or anything. She plays with me and takes good care of me, changing my diaper when she has time.
The thing is, she's also my mother. That means both of my mothers are lovers, and that is...
DISGUSTING!! TWO WOMEN KISSING EACH OTHER?! REALLY?!
My poor heart almost shattered when I saw them kissing in front of me back then. I cried for the entire day, just so you know how broken my heart was. To think that I, someone who yearned for a complete family with a father, was crushed.
Did I tell you that in my previous life, my father was the closest person to me? My mother? That bitch left me and my father when I was a kid, and guess what made her leave us... Yup, another fcking woman!
I'm thankful I was too little to understand, but in the end, my father told me the truth about her when I was an adult. But... I can't say I blame her. My father said that she indeed didn't like men and chose women, but her father—or I should say my grandfather—forced her to marry a man. It was a forced marriage, and yet my father somehow managed to make it happen. Not only that, he also loved her.
And I LOST IT... I was in puberty back then, and the moment he said he loved her, I yelled at him, saying it was the most stupid thing ever, suggesting that he could change her to love him back. He was a fool. From that moment, our relationship wasn't what it used to be. I'm not saying we grew apart, but we didn't share as much as we used to... it was restricted. It's not that I hated him or anything, more like I was tired of him.
But in the end, he was my father. While we continued to act like we didn't care about each other, I knew we both cared, no doubt about that. Yet, his story shook me so much that it made me lose interest in forming a relationship with anyone.
But that was my past, which has no connection to me right now... Wait... Hold on... I still don't know where I was reborn. Is it the same world as in my previous life? Now this is a mystery. However, before I can think more, I feel my body become light...
"There you are, my baby girl..."
Sigh... This woman, my other mother, lifts me to her face. She's tall, so I like it when she lifts me. Her hair is short, light brown, and cut to her ears, matching her eyes. She looks at me with the same warm gaze as my other mother.
Sigh... In the end, if I think about it, everything is perfect except her gender. But if I hate this just because of one bad thing and ignore the many good things, then I'm a fool.
I guess I'm going to start to accept it.
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