"Love thingy isn't important in my life." I leave my sister alone in the living room and heading to my room. 

"I just want to remind you,sis."  She get up from her seat and walking towards me. Her action did stops my steps. 

"Don't ever ever pulled your own words back,     because it's embarrassing more than anything."

"Even though you don't want to say it, but it does have it own role play in your life. Mark my words." She adds.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asks and she nods.

"Have I ever bring a guy or girl to our house. For past 10 years you live with me? Since you were six or to be exact when I starting my teenager life in junior high school?" I tried so hard not to raise my voice, because I don't want my sister assuming she has a grumpy sister. 

"No secrets between us, remember?"

Again, she nods means yes. I sighs, feel desperate how to explain this thing to my sister. I'm about to lose. 

"No guys or girls visiting house doesn't mean you never feel falling in love. And it might be the beginning of your love story. Stop being sturborn and just admit it." I look at her in the eyes. She smiles and pats my cheek. 

"Don't lie to yourself because it will hurt you so much." and she passed me by, walking towards her room and locking herself. 

I froze in my place. Staring at my empty kitchen with my hand clenched by itself. 

As the time keep going, I realized something. Her words was true and I don't know since when she became that mature. 

I lost.