Back when we were kids, I share a room with my brother. Every time during bedtime, we talk And out of the ordinary days, I will tell my brother, this: "Hmmmm, our parents are actually okay you know. I love themmmm." And guess what. The very next day, I will kena rotan from them. Be it I came back late from the field, or I broke something. Something will eventually come up the day after. And it only happens after I told my brother those 3 special words. I.LOVE.THEM.
Hence, I've concluded that this is definitely a CURSE. Up to one point that my brother forbids me to never ever say that to him. If I want to, I'll just write it up and show it to him. And that one also confirm kena rotan. True story.
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