My Twin Wives

Daffi Putra Wijaya

I don't understand my life now.

I can't remember a few more things before I fell into a coma.

What makes me a coma?

What happened in this big house?

What happened to the company?

And what happened to Daffa, my twin brother.

But five years ago, when Papi left us all, I still remember him clearly.

When Daffa decided to pursue his dream of becoming an architect that made him have a big fight with his mother, I still remember him.

Even the beautiful Jeslin, I still remember him. Where is that beautiful girl now?

I was a fool at the time, not wanting to fight for our love.

Just because my mother asked me to leave Jeslin, I immediately obeyed my mother.

I no longer thought about the feelings Jeslin might have hurt over my bad attitude back then.

'I'll look for it and fix it all' my promise to myself.

I'm sure Daffa must know of Jeslin's whereabouts.

Isn't he Jeslin's best friend?

I have to see Daffa.

But honestly I was a bit surprised by Daffa now.

When I woke up from my coma, Daffa was no longer at home. I thought maybe she was married, so she moved into an apartment. In fact, he's still single right now, hahaha.

Why did he have to move to an apartment?

Wasn't she the one who always advised me to always take care of my mother no matter what, to always stay with my mother until we get married later.

And now, this mansion like a palace feels empty. It's just me, mommy, and some waitresses.

Sis Diandra returned to Singapore a few days ago.

I started at the office today.

At home constantly makes me saturated and a little lost sanity.

My body feels strange since I woke up from a coma, my chest often feels tight if I am too tired, my physical is no longer as strong as before.

I don't know what kind of accident happened to me. Both mother and sister Diandra were reluctant to tell me the details of the accident.

I stared at the tall building lined with the building I was occupying from the big window in my room. I tried to remember some of the events before I fell into a coma.

But my head hurts so much every time I force it to remember.

I just felt like something was covered up by my mom and sister Diandra.

I don't understand, why should they keep it a secret from me?

It's not better if they tell me everything to bring my memory back.

Ah I don't know, women's minds seem complicated. I'll just go to the Daffa apartment.

I'm still curious about Jeslin's current state, so I'll ask Daffa.

*****

Daffi has finished parking his favorite sports car in the basement.

He continued to get into the elevator and went up to the 30th floor, where Daffa's apartment was located.

'Wait, I remember the address and the floor where Daffa lived' Daffi was proud now, it turned out that he still remembered little things like this.

after arriving, Daffi rang the bell. There's no answer.

'Maybe Daffa hasn't come home' Daffi's inner self.

I don't know why his mind was immediately fixed on the password button which was access into the twin apartment.

Daffi watched him closely. Daffi felt he could open it

The finger moves motion over the button with agility, as if it would have been memorized out of the head, and...

Ting, uh,

door open.

Daffi whistled happily, now he should be proud of the memory of his fingers.

Daffi went into the luxurious apartment. His body is starting to feel tired again.

Though he had reached the 30th floor, he took the elevator instead of the emergency stairs. But his breathing felt as boring as running out of a long distance.

Daffi decided to lay himself down for a moment on the sofa in front of the tivi. He did not want to turn on the lights in the room.

But because he was so tired, Daffi also fell asleep on the sofa.

*****

Daffa just got out of the airport. Mr. Roy was waiting for him and ready to take him home.

Daffa slightly loosened the tie he was wearing. He is really tired now. He has been busy with projects outside the city for two days.

Mr. Roy opened the door for his young master.

"Huh" Daffa let out a breath of air. He had never liked a job like this. But now, inevitably he had to do it without being able to resist.

The car has already driven through the traffic jam this afternoon. It's been in the office hours, so the streets are a little choked up. Car cars fill every road.

Daffa is looking for the most comfortable sitting position in his car at the moment while enjoying the traffic jam that will somehow unravel.

Daffa's thoughts looked far away, Daffa remembered Nuna.

Her man lost track of the Nuna family a few months ago. According to Daffa's information, Nuna and her family moved to another city.

But where?

Daffa still did not get that answer. Daffa clucked in annoyance

"I should have come to him before he moved, huh stupid bastard" Daffa blamed himself for being too busy with work so there was no time to just visit Nuna.

Daffa chose to close his eyes. Let Mr. Roy fight with traffic alone.

Daffa was really tired. He just wanted to go home to his apartment and immediately lay himself on a soft mattress. Sleep until tomorrow morning.

Mr. Roy can breathe a sigh of relief now, he managed to avoid congestion, after almost an hour spent on a crowded street, his master's car can now glide smoothly on the highway.

The car arrived in front of the lobby.

But Daffa still did not open his eyes, however,

Mr. Roy had the courage to wake up his young master.

"Sir, we have arrived" said Mr. Roy.

Daffa slightly flinched in surprise.

"Oh, yes sir. Thank ye. You just go home." Say Daffa with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

Daffa stretched his body for a while before getting out of the car. After Daffa disembarked, Mr. Roy left his boss.

Daffa went straight up to the 30th floor of the building where his apartment was located. After entering the passcode, Daffa went straight in and turned on the lights.

Daffa was shocked when he found Daffi who was asleep curled up on the sofa in the living room still wearing a work shirt. The seat is attached to the arm of the sofa.

"Bikin just hang. Why is he here?" Said Daffa lirih.

But Daffa ignored his brother's existence, he chose to go straight into the room to clean himself.

Don't forget Daffa ordered food for his dinner, he's really lazy to come out tonight.

Daffi rubbed his eyes, the lights of the room that had been dark were now light.

"Has Daffa come home?" Ask Daffi to himself. He immediately woke up, sitting for a while on the sofa that had been his bed.

Her body is a little sore now, considering the size of the sofa that does not match her body size

'Bas stupid, even though there is a soft mattress in the Daffa room, why did he also choose to sleep here' Daffi cursed his own stupidity

Just as he was about to stand up, Daffa was already sitting next to him.

"I thought you lost your memory, but I don't know if you still remember the cipher of this apartment" Daffa smiled mockingly

"It's not me who remembers it, it's my finger" Daffi replied proudly

"Maybe I have to change the password immediately so you don't carelessly enter people's apartments, how about I'm having sex with my boyfriend and you come in" Daffa said resentfully.

Daffi's laughter exploded.

"Hahaha, you're even single, who's going to fuck you" Daffi sneered.

Daffa snorted in annoyance.

"All right, so what's the matter with you here?" Ask Daffa at last.

His tiredness and sleepiness suddenly disappeared when he found his twin brother in his apartment

"I want to meet Jeslin, you know where he is" Daffi replied firmly.

Deg, man,

Daffa's tongue momentarily became a mute.

Why should Jeslin be remembered by Daffi?

What should Daffa say now?

Daffi remembered Jeslin, but he really did not remember what happened to Jeslin two years ago.