Magic Key

PART 13 - THE SWEET TWINS

Zaki and I got to the table and Zian had eaten a plate of fried rice and a piece of ceplok egg. One hand holding a cell phone.

"Hape, please." Zaki said so sitting on one of the chairs at the dining table.

"Ah, I forgot." Zian replied, then placed his phone on the table.

"Who told you to eat it?" Ask Zaki.

Zian swallowed the chew first before answering "If counted here there are three plates. There are also three. Pas dong."

"Who said that one plate was for people?"

"Well? Um?"

"I made that for the neighbor's cat."

"Damn! I'm the same as a cat!"

I laughed at their behavior.

"Haha..." My laugh's off.

"Why laugh?" Ask Zaki and Zian simultaneously. The tone of speech is the same and the manner of speech is the same. I smile at the smile.

"That's very healthy." I said tease them.

"Yes this is so true. But if you're healthy, I'd rather." Zian said. And for the second time Zaki throws a spoon at Zian.

"What is the suriken exercise area? Play mulu-throwing." Zian grumbling.

"Yes this is indeed another exercise stick a spoon on the eels of twin brothers." Zaki replied without mercy.

"This hurt you're lying."

"Zian you're so funny, hahaha..." I said and laughed again.

"Yes. I'm funny, right? Not like the ono noh." Zian pointed at Zaki with his chin.

"Do you like me?" Ask Zian to me.

"Like." I answered without thinking much.

"That's why he said he likes me, Zak. Have you said you like him yet?" Zian advanced his head, then furrowed his eyebrows.

"Ah kicep, that means it is certain, you have not expressed feelings." Zian continued without hesitation.

Zaki was silent and I was silent. I don't know if Zian is actually teasing Zaki, or something?

I glanced at Zaki and Zaki was looking at me too.

"Good relationships are relationships that flow with the flow. No hurry, no force." Answer Zaki wisely.

Zian nodded. "Okay then."

"Well, eat the fried rice before it gets cold."

"Ah, yes Zak." I began to feed spoon by spoon the fried rice made by Zaki.

I think the supplies he used to bring to the factory were his mother's or who I obviously thought it wasn't Zaki. But this morning I found out that those foods were the result of Zaki's skillful handwork.

"So this is why you don't want us to take turns cooking again? That's because you want to make something out of your own hands, right?" Chirp Zian while glancing at me. Eyebrows up and down.

Oho! So is that really Zaki's cooking? I think only Zaki can cook, it turns out Zian can too. But since then Zaki does not want to take turns cooking again, is that true because I am like Zian said?

"Shut up!" Said Zaki glaring at Zian and Zian instead laughed.

"okay-okay. I was full. I'm ahead." Pamit Zian while carrying a glass and dirty dishes used by him to eat earlier. They are very disciplined.

"Zak, man,"

"Eat first, Ay. We still have plenty of time to talk." Zaki said cutting my words.

"O-oh, okay."

After that we ate in silence.

There was a sense of awkwardness that filled almost my entire feeling. But there is a curiosity why Zaki became quiet and did not raise his head at all since? Is this their attitude when eating? But seeing how Zian was, I don't think that's why Zaki is.

Ask questions will not be answered either. So wait until we finish eating.

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After I finished my meal, I applied for help washing the dirty dishes and other utensils used for cooking earlier. While Zaki wiping the dining table and wiping the stove and other corners that if exposed to dirt during cooking earlier. Zian, I don't know where the kid is.

"Zak." Call me. Zaki replied to him with a mutter.

"Why did you never ask me what my name was? You'd rather find out my name another way. Isn't it more polite that we know someone's name the way someone mentions it?"

Zaki stopped doing the activity of wiping the kitchen table that he was doing. Then he looked towards me.

"I never thought what's your name?" Tanya Zaki is nailing.

"Ck. Who said yesterday 'it's not hard to know what your name is?'." Tukanku while turning the eyeballs.

Zaki laughed for a moment. "So you want us to meet again? I asked you what is your name?"

"No need. It has become a habit you probably have."

"What?"

"It's a habit of not knowing who the other person is talking to, or who the person is in touch with."

"You're not someone else, Ay."

"What the hell is it? Did Zian just say nothing to you?" Said Zaki. Sia walked over to me.

"You heard everything Zian said, I don't need to talk anymore." I said as I grabbed a washcloth to dry my hand. I'm done washing. Zaki also grabbed the same washcloth I was holding.

"Sorry." Zaki said as he took my hand.

I'm shaking. "I think that's your habit, because Zian didn't ask me who I was."

"I'm the same Zian never wanted to know each other's affairs. Maybe that's why he doesn't want to know your name. This matter is purely my fault. I should have found out about you from your own lips."

Is it really like that?

"Even though Zian was condensed to the same rancid manner, but he still had principles."

I'm silent. Digesting Zaki's words, was it really so?

"I'm done. I'm out first." I said.

"Yes first. I'll be followed."

"He'em."

I walked out, and Zaki resumed his delayed work earlier.

*****

"Are you close?" I asked Zaki. He came out carrying a jar of potato chips for a snack about ten minutes ago.

"Who?"

"You and Zian."

"Oh."

"Cock just oh?" I stared at Zaki.

"Don't look at me like that. I can't be in control." Zaki said while styling my hair that covered part of my face, then stroking my cheek.

Spontaneous I was a little bit away from her. What's wrong with my look? Isn't it always like this? I'm looking down stiff.

Then I grabbed the jar and took the potato chips from it for me to eat. Counting to eliminate awkwardness.

"As I said earlier, despite the rancidity but Zian is still my twin brother. We've been together since we were in the womb. He's my brother, and he's the one who can always understand how I feel."

I looked at Zaki again with a smile. It's true my guess. They're so sweet.

"Zak. It's true you're loving."

"I really don't want to love the same female player who disguises a woman lover like her, but because I have to, so I love her because of the bond."

I chuckle. "Why is your talk the same? Female players who disguise female lovers?"

"It's the same thing."

"Why is that?"

"No papa. That's Zian who's teaching. I'm getting contaminated."

"Haha..." I laughed, Zaki laughed.

"Don't take heart. It's just a joke."

"Yes I understand, Zak." I still laugh, Zaki did too.

After that there was a moment of silence.

"There's something I want to discuss with you, Zak." I said start a serious conversation.

"Yes?"

"But first I want to ask you something."

"What?"

Maybe Zaki understands what I want to talk about. His face suddenly turned agitated.

I grabbed Zaki's hand and squeezed it slowly.

"Zak, I don't mean it." I said looking up, looking for something from Zaki's cornea.

Zaki pulled me suddenly. He leaned my head against his big, strong chest. I don't refuse unless I don't want to get up from there to when.

"It's time. I'll tell you what I know, Ayri."

I looked up and smiled at Zaki. Zaki returned my smile yet thin, almost invisible.

"I've been to them a few times. That's why I was surprised when you told me about them." Zaki started talking.

"Yes, the girl was carrying a large, cracked glass. My feeling was the old window glass, and because it cracked then the glass was replaced with a new one and the possibility of the girl did not accept the glass was replaced with a new one. But I don't know where the glass is."

"From my boarding house, Zak. Exactly the room I occupied."

Zaki widened his eyes and rounded his mouth, he looked so surprised.

"Are you sure about that?"

"I made sure of it."

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