Amara's Great Adventure Into Parallel Worlds

Eps 3: The big secret has been revealed!

...Happy reading.......

I really can't be quiet. From then on, without stopping, I just kept pacing back and forth.

God fucked up, this makes me so confused. What clothes should I wear?

Given our highly inversely proportional way of dressing. I'm simple with a shirt outfit blending shorts. While her?

My twin sister is a typical sweet cookie girl.

Uhhhh!

This is really troublesome!

But I don't have much time.  I also decided to take some clothes in the closet when I think it suits Mira's style.

Or maybe, all the clothes there are indeed Mira's taste. Oh, my God, how stupid I was...

I thought everything was ready as planned, I went down to meet them. But I feel a strange feeling. Especially when I look at myself in the mirror. Perhaps more accurately, it was Mira.

Immediately a feeling of guilt filled my heart.

Especially when you realize that the real Mira might have woken up and been surprised!

I immediately ran out to meet them. I cursed my stupidity this time. How could I have just realized it!

If I had just switched bodies, Mira would have experienced it!

"YYYYYYY!" I screamed when I accidentally went down the stairs that made me fall.

Look how awful I am. It seems like misfortune always gets in the way of my gloomy happiness.

But fortunately, my father caught my body, right before my head hit the hard floor.

Hap!

I heard a sigh of relief. "Thank God I caught you before you fell"

From across the street, my mother ran to us both. A look of dismay from his face that had begun to wrinkle.

"Geez what is this, how could you not be careful Mira, it's a good thing that Dad caught you soon. Otherwise, you might get hurt!" 

But strangely, he smiled. "Here you go, I don't have to worry too much. Mira is fine, yes, at least for now "answered the father who tried to calm the mother.

While me?

I even fell silent. Not surprised by what just happened. Or maybe, because for the first time I heard Dad's voice.

Well, honestly, my whole life I've never spoken. So, this was the first time I heard her voice that turned out to be so warm.

"Eh?"

I gasped when I realized that these tears had fallen. God, how grim my life is. Even this way can make me cry.

Those who realized that I was crying were silent to see. Then my father crouched down in front of me while stroking this hair.

"What's wrong, why are you crying? Are you scared of what just happened?"

Hey, look how soft and slow he asked. And it makes me want to cry.

"Hiks..."

Ah, goddamn. These tears kept pushing out.

But again and again they just smile. It seems like they thought that I was frightened by what had just happened.

And yes, something warm happened. They both hugged me and stroked my hair. Not only did they get there, they took turns to kiss my forehead and say...

"That's it, you don't have to be afraid. We're here"

The words they spoke felt like flowing water that was so calm, so overwhelming. And I, along with enjoying this atmosphere happily.

...~~...

Everything went well. So far everything has been so perfect. A caring mother and a gentle father really feels like a harmonious family.

We are currently enjoying dinner, having done various exciting activities. Yeah, more precisely. They're trying to cheer me up.

It really makes my little heart flower!

But on the other hand, I regret something. That my life turned out to be really bleak.

Mira who always gets all this while Amara, always just ignored.

And this makes me curious. I wondered what made them treat us so differently.

Whatever happens, I am also their son. We are even twin brothers!

Why was I treated so cruelly!

"Dad, mother, there's something Mira wants to ask"

They immediately stopped their eating and paid attention to me. They are really good listeners.

"What do you want to ask Mira?" Ask mother.

I held my hand. I am so nervous right now.

"But promise yes, mom and dad can't be mad"

At least if they promise, I'm very very calm.

"Yes, we promise, you've seen us both angry with you" replied the father, laughing.

And it also made me laugh too.

"Well..."

All right, I just need to relax.

"Silence Amara..."

All right, this is the time!

"Mira wanted to ask. Why do mom and dad treat Amara so much....mmm..... differently?"

Oh, my gosh, I think my heart will fall out right then and there.

"Eh?"

Not long after I said that the look on their faces immediately changed. Very different, rather this is what they were pictured in front of me, in front of Amara.

Cold and cruel.

"What do you mean is different. We treat him the same way we treat you" replied the cold father as he put in a spoonful of rice.

I let out a breath. They lie, obviously they lie. Because I am Amara. Obviously I feel an incredible difference with the treatment of the two of them.

"Dad don't lie, Mira knows mom and dad always treat Amara very differently. Why are you doing that, aren't we the same. We are even twins but why are you treating Amara so cruelly!"

Brak!

I hit the table really hard. When I thought a feeling of tightness filled my chest and the tears I let slip away had drenched this sweet face.

Yes I cried, let these tears escape. I want to see their treatment again.

What was so obvious was very different to what I felt while living like Amara.

They panic, worry and even feel guilty.

My little heart hurts. I realized they didn't feel guilty about Amara but when I saw myself more precisely Mira cried.

"Why, you treated Amara so cruelly, isn't she just like me. Same with your son.hiks..."

Dad rushed up to me and tried to hug. But, I dodged, all I wanted was answers, not calm!

"Deliver!" And I subconsciously pushed Dad until he fell.

Mom shut her mouth and rushed to help me wake up. He saw me not believing.

"Mira, how can you push me?"

I close my eyes, I don't care. All I want is answers!

"Once again Mira asked. Why are you so mean to Amara, why!"

Aaaa...

I screamed no crap. The father who saw her immediately embraced this body. "Mira relax..."

I don't want to calm down!

"Mira doesn't want calm, Mira just wants answers!" I kept hitting my dad's chest nonstop.

But then dad clutched my hand tightly. And made me see another side of my father.

He looked at me with emotion. Yeah, he's angry.

"Because you're different, you're father and mother's son. As for him, just an illegitimate child!"

The deg!

I can't believe what I just heard.

"What, I'm a bastard?"

Seriate....