The older sibling broke down and told her off at once. "You're not the one who lost face in front of so many guests! Who are you to mock me now?!"
Her sister turned speechless.
With her eyes red and swollen, the older one wailed louder than ever as she recalled how she had gotten humiliated in front of all those people. Having nowhere to vent her frustration, she took it out on her sister.
The latter asked stiffly, "It wasn't me who splashed wine on you; why're you taking it out on me now?"
She snorted and did not say anything more. She was full of grievances as she tried to stifle her sobs.
Her sister walked to her side, stooped down, and in a hushed tone, said, "I heard that man addressing our cousin as sister. Could he be her long-lost brother?"
"'Brother'?!"
She looked up; her red and swollen eyes were full of doubt.
"He should be her brother; they look very alike."
"Why?! Why, why, why?!"
