LONLIN: Twins 13

Twins

"Your sister, tuh," Adam nudged Dillon's arm slowly, making the dark-haired boy look up. Letting the motion of his hand that was applying glue on the white cardboard come to a sudden halt, then chose to pay attention to Devlin's movement that was getting closer.

Once frowning, because Devlin did not usually approach him in a class like this, Dillon finally rose.

"Why?" the question was quick when Devlin had arrived before him.

"Your name is in the mading, tuh," said Devlin cheerfully. "You won the math olympics. Whoa! Cool," Devlin cheered, prompting Dillon to comment on an amused smile. Here's sister. Sweet. Adorable. And ... plain.

"So you just want to talk about that?" Dillon grieved, then continued, "I already know."

"Yes. What else do you want? Congratulations, yes," Devlin clapped his hand softly, smiling brightly. It seems, if the long-haired girl is proud of her twin brother.

Again Dillon smiled amusedly, then shrugged his shoulders lightly. Then, thump as a sign if a congratulatory greeting is received. Adam, who was sitting next to Dillon, just watched. His eyes seemed to sparkle, when he saw Devlin cheering cheerfully.

"Udah, ah. I'm going to the cafeteria. Ask for money." Devlin raised his hand before Dillon, making the twin brothers gawk in shock.

"What money?"

"The money you borrowed yesterday."

Dillon clucked. So, the reason Devlin came, was actually to congratulate or collect the debt?

However, he also presented a piece of money twenty thousand from his pocket to Devlin even with a sullen look.

"The rest?"

"Aish! Tomorrow."

"Oh. Okay." Okay." Devlin turned around, having thrown a perfunctory smile at Adam, and stepped out of the class. Look again at the doorway, then wave briefly.

"She's beautiful, yeah," Dillon knew for sure it wasn't a question. So, he did not have to bother to answer it.

"Eyes is chocolate." Adam continued, which was only answered by the sharp glances of Dillon who preferred to continue his work that had been delayed.

"Hair is brown too. Pretty." Abizzar who suddenly appeared, chimed in which was immediately greeted by a strong nod from Adam, although his eyes still highlighted following Devlin's increasingly distant movements.

"You're twins, right?" Adam turned his head to Dillon. However, the Olympic champion of mathematics still seemed busy with his work.

"But you are not alike. She was beautiful" Abbizar murmured, and again was greeted with a strong nod by Adam.

"Yes, clearly! I'm a guy."

Dillon stomps a bottle of glue hard on the table, causing Adam and Abbizar to jump in shock. Then, he pulled the rough cardboard paper that had been finished smeared with glue and carried it to the front of the class, then attached it to the wall with extra energy. I heard the sound of "Dug! Dugm! Dugo!".

Making both friends look in horror.

While making sure if the glue sticks perfectly, Dillon continues to grumble. This was the reason, why he didn't like Devlin being close to him at school. He doesn't like it, if Devlin becomes the talk. He doesn't like it, if Devlin is made into a strange fantasy by his male friends.

***

"Where are you?"

Dillon's phone shook briefly as a sign that a message had been sent. He frowned, then immediately replied.

"In the canteen. Why?"

"To my class now."

Dillon frowned again. This was the second time Devlin had behaved strangely. He suddenly became worried after reading the message from Devlin, then left the cafeteria, even though he had just eaten two mouthfuls.

A bit of a small run, Dillon rushed towards Devlin's class and just walked in as soon as he got there. His worried face was destroyed for a while, when he found Devlin and his friends were scrambling to tell each other stories.

"What's up?" ask Dillon when he gets near Devlin.

Devlin who was unaware of Dillon's presence immediately turned his head and smiled warmly.

"Hey, Dillon!" light sapa.

Dillon suddenly panted. He was already worried half dead after reading Devlin's message and it was just to get the word 'hi?

"What's up?" reset Dillon. He only realized that in Devlin class there was only one man, and that was him. So, he's suddenly clumsy now.

"Known. It's Jia. It's Meara. It's Sibil. It's Visha. And, this is Rinia," said Devlin, pointing at his friends one by one according to the name he called earlier.

Devlin's friends were bashful, and now Dillon really felt awkward. Not knowing what to react to.

"Continue?" dillon's asking is getting clumsy.

"Keep... As per the agreement Rp. 10,000 per person." Devlin uttered the sentence not to Dillon, but to his friends. He turned his hands to the friends he had mentioned and they resigned when Devlin took their money.

Dillon's confused. Totally confused. "What do you mean, anyway?"

Devlin again set his eyes on Dillon, after putting the money in his pocket. Then shrugged his shoulders lightly.

"There's nothing. They just want to get to know you" replied Devlin casually.

"I'm going to the cafeteria. You're not coming?" Devlin who had moved from his seat immediately pulled Dillon who was still gawking on the spot.

***

Devlin let out his breath slowly, as he looked at the rain stubs he had met this afternoon. He had run out of class to go home quickly and it was raining heavily.

Devlin turned his head, then shook his head slowly.

"You coming home with me? Later let Papa send you," bargained Meara.

Devlin shook his head again, then smiled faintly. "No, no, deh. I went home with Dillon, really," he said. Then, raise his chin towards Dillon who was walking over.

"OKAY. I go first, yes," said Meara, who was greeted by Devlin's nod and a wave of his hand.

"Dad hasn't picked up yet" Devlin fights, when Dillon is almost there.

"No, not to pick up. Dad called, he said there was a meeting at 2, so he couldn't pick up" said Dillon.

Devlin exhaled in a riled breath. "How do we do, dong, go home?"

Dillon chuckled softly. Then answer the question of his beloved sister with anxiety, "Yes, take the bus. It's always like that."

"Yes, but it's raining now" Devlin lamented.

Dillon raised his face, making sure the rain was heavy and it seemed to be a long time to wait.

"We ran to the stop" suggested Dillon.

"Later wet."

Dillon smiled again. At times like this, she always took on the role of a big brother.

"Wear my hoodie." Dillon held out her black hoodie that had just been taken out of the backpack.

"Keep you?"

Dillon clicked his tongue. Then without speaking again, he attached the Hoodie to Devlin. Pulling the zipper perfectly, and put the head covering on Devlin's head, then tie the rope around the neck.

"How do you want to?" reiterate Devlin is still worried.

"I'm the brother." After the typical Upin sentence was spoken, Dillon immediately grasped Devlin's hand, and pulled him to run to the front stop of the school.

***

Waiting for the bus to arrive, Dillon recalled the incident this morning.

"Actually I was still upset by the incident," Dillon began the conversation with the sound of the rain gurgling. Then, he squinted his eyes and said in full search, "You're selling me?"

"What selling? Are you trading?" kilah Devlin relax. He was still shaking his feet. Pay attention to the splashes of rain that collide with the asphalt.

"10 thousand per person?" dillon said he couldn't believe it. Then he shook his head dramatically. "What a truth!"

"How much does it matter, dong? 20 grand?" Goda Devlin's.

"You're! Tomorrow they'll get their money back. What am I supposed to do?" Dillon glared, making Devlin frown.

"Dillon's... But they say, they're sincere, really," Devlin said in negotiations.

"I am not sincere. Again, though!"

"Or... You know, too, I'm with your friends to break even."

Dillon stared at his sister flat making Devlin unable to wiggle and nodded slowly assenting despite heavy heart. But, she secretly noticed her brother's clothes that were soaked.

***

After school, Devlin and Dillon immediately rushed to take a bath in turn. Again, Dillon relented and allowed Devlin to bathe first, although it had happened to reject each other and scramble to budge.

Yes, finally it was Devlin who lost and got the shower first. If usually the time it takes Devlin to clean himself is never less than 15 minutes, but not this time. Not even 3 minutes away, Devlin had already exited the second-floor single bathroom belonging to their family. Especially the reason, if not not to make Dillon cold for too long.

Dillon, who had just been ready to change clothes, walked out of the room with her hands still busy rubbing her head with a small towel, frowning when Devlin was behind the door of his room with something in his hand.

"What?" ask Dillon confused.

"Medicine."

"What medicine?"

"Medicine for you."

Dillon chuckled crisply. He stopped his hair drying activities, and placed the towel on his shoulders.

"I'm not sick" he said.

"Later you have a fever, so take your medicine first."

Dillon chuckled again. Then pinch his sister's cheek. "Let's go. There will be you who compress me if I have a fever."

Devlin pursed his lips. His hands were still clutching the fever-reducing syrup, and a thermometer.

"Udah, there save it again. I'm going to cook noodles. You want?"

"You!" devlin replied with a smile.