My life is full of happiness and joy. My dad is the best dad ever who works far from home. My mom is the greatest. I barely talk to my siblings.

I moved to another house when I turned 7. Life is still great back there until I found out my dad had another wife. My stepmom was my dad's ex-girlfriend back in their high school life. My life started to become a little bit rough. My parents started fighting, but I'm too little to understand.

I started to notice that my dad didn't go back home as usual. He usually goes back home at least 4 times a week but he goes back home about 2 times a month instead. There is only my mom and me because my sister and brother were sent to boarding school. My mom started to become frustrated because of my dad's behavior, but my mom still make me happy.

My life goes on like that until I turned 10. My family and I moved to another house near my dad's office. My dad said he will try to come back home as many times as he can, but he still does the same thing. Little did I know my stepmother gave birth to my little sister and her name is Nur Fatimah Zahra Zulaikha. At that point, I realized that I have to take it lightly because they already had a child.