Mandarin lips

I was meant to be a warrior by born, warrior for the weak and saver for the innocent.

Not knowing what it can take from me in exchange. What it can make me do to myself?

I was still complete nuisance at that time when I got selected to be the one them. It was a honorable achievement for me back and still now, I do feel proud of myself for being that much brace at that crucial time when everyone went for safekeeping.

Young and fresh, newly released as a man to the adulthood and end up in Afghanistan war as one of the volunteer.

I can't recollect any memories from my past at present but I do miss that girl with mandarin lips.

I was feeling suppressed anxiety within me as if I was holding my breath to myself and hating to release it from me, leaving behind my lovely mom, little brother and sister, they were so little then that they were giggling by the crowd of left out families. It's a kind of new adventure and occasion to celebrate to my little brother and sister.

My father died in illness, cigarette killed him, uncountable cigarettes in his empty stomach caused him a cancer. I lost him at the age of 15 years old while twins were in my mom's womb.

After they born I helped my mother to make it easy to live with three kids.

I went to missionary school and later joined as a soldier for my country to prove my patriotism and gratification of letting me born here. The loyalty that my country deserved from me.

At that moment of time just after I left my mom and before I farewell my hometown, she came, with her mandarin lips, through the crowd and kissed me like a woman who waits for me and prays for my safe returns. She didn't know what she had done for me. I became ferocious and brave. A ruthless warrior, saver of my teammates and unstoppable machine.

Her encouragement still was and is with me, my lips miss her till I realized by the momentary pain of my body that is laying alone in the hospital bed without any arms and legs. I have nothing but her leaving memory on my lips to offer her if I ever came across with her.

My body survived from the blast that meant for my teammates who are saved by me. I took the liberty of handling it alone the missile that supposed to be for my teammates and let them survive for their family members who are waiting for them at home.