The Fathur My Future
TWINS (F)
Hi, I came back!? sorry again well I rarely update this chapter, please forgive guys. writing needs inspiration, this has suddenly been asked to update the same MT its 😥
HAPPY ENJOY!
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It's been 3 days since Marsha and Fathur became more and more familiar and a hot topic at her school.Care? of course Marsha doesn't care, the wind then it's good to ignore..
The more time and seconds, Marsha more often dream something in her memory that feels hard.but according to Fathur's speech at that time, Marsha no longer tells anything about her memory.
Yesterday there was Fathir who came to his house suddenly, when Mandine was with Marsha in front of the tv, chatting like a mother and child.See the figure of Fathir Mandine was not surprised, not surprised, even as if he had known him for a long time, there was a discussion that made Marsha want to participate in the conversation between Mandine and Fathir at that time.
Until now Marsha was stunned at his daydream, whether it was very disturbing him.
* COME BACK YESTERDAY.
In the guest room Fathir sits casually placing his ass on a soup that is so soft and well, talking with Mandine like he has known for a long time.
"Fathir, do you like your current school?"Mandine spoke kindly to Fathir who had glanced at Marsha earlier.
"Like, tan. if there is another Marsha who is my class, I become the spirit." replied Fathir.
Paan anyway, so soan! (inner Marsha)
"Good.how are your parents?"
"Since brother disappeared and went away from the house papa often sickly, and mama was busy taking care of business abroad" explained Fathir briefly.
"Then?"
"Well that's how it is, I manage what's in this country. Ever since FAR company was established, papa company almost went bankrupt, thankfully I quickly handled it."
"The company that is not clear its leader, hmm."
"Yes."shortly Fathir.
But sikaf and look at it as if Fathir knows who the owner of the company is rich no 1.
"How is he doing?"tanya Mandine is coding Fathir.
He who is meant is clearly Fathur.
"Heh. I'm sick of talking about my twin!"
The deg!
Marsha's eyes widened when Fathir said twin.
This guy nicknamed young master R has a twin? but who and where? I've never seen him, not even on the news anyone talks about his return (inner Marsha).
*FLASHBACK.
The twins? who is Fathir's twin? what's right my guess all this time, hmm, lately it all feels strange when my memory returns slowly, like I feel like a woman who has had affairs with the cruel world, huuh. (inner Marsha)
Marsha now knows that she has been in an accident and lost her memory thanks to the help of her best friend Kinan who helped.
"already, better reposing out of the house for a moment.. in the room makes it difficult to think!"ketus Marsha then steps out.
"Mom, mama..."Marsha searches for her mother in the corner outside the house but does not meet her.
"Eh, miss nyari madam?"reprimand one of the maids who just happened to have finished taking out the trash.
"Ehm, Yes."
"The lady's gone, there's business she said, Non."
"Rushan?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Oh. well, then if mama comes home tell me I'm looking for air outside."
"Good, Non."
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In the passing of many people and street food vendors, crowded today reminds Marsha with various things he recalled.
Taps! his eyes stopped when he saw 2 people he knew standing in a corner of the park near there.
He watched it carefully.
"What are they talking about?"marsha said slowly.
Out of curiosity Marsha finally approached and hid behind a fairly shady plant.
"You go if I don't want to kill you!"
"Ck. since when were you as cruel as your own twin sister, huh?!"
"From the moment you betrayed me."
"Hahahaha, Fathur.if you kill me, then before that happens I will also kill Aqeela! I'll take it to the afterlife together..."
"What's the deal with that stupid girl?"
"There certainly is. Aren't you like this just for her sake? you've found him, but it's a pity he doesn't remember you at all."
Unconscious, you too have forgotten it! dear twins! (inner Fathur)
"Isn't that all you?!"
"Yes, right! I am so because I did not accept papa to match you! you even have a lover, why should papa exchange it for Aqeela, unfair!"
"Hahahaha. because you don't deserve it! after all, didn't I give my lover to you instead? then what else?"
So greedy! and selfish! (inner Fathir)
"Curtain! all I love is Ajeela!"
"Love it, but don't expect to take it again."
"Of course I'll take it back, and I'll give your ex back!"
"Ck. not to! reduce your narcissism, and oh well one more...
I've loved her, I think she does, hmm."
"Suckers! I won't let you guys be happy!"fathir's
Let's see it later! (inner Fathur)
The plas! in the midst of the debate, Marsha increasingly does not understand what happened between Fathur and Fathir.
Aqeela's? who her? it seems familiar, and... Fathir called Fathur brother?! lunatics! is it true that Fathur and Fathir are twins? not very similar. (inner Marsha).
Srlv!!
Instantly, the geeky glasses and Fathur's tompellan detached along with the dentures he wore and also the hair.very different from Fathur who Marsha knew, waw.
"If I expose this secret of yours in front of Aqeela, are you sure she's not disappointed? heh."sinis Fathir while forcibly removing the geeky style of Fathur.
Sassy.. (grunts Fathur).
JESUS CHRIST?!! I-THIS IS REALLY FATHUR? THE ONE I KNOW IS THAT IT?! (the inner Marsha was shocked)
The expression that can not be controlled makes Marsha telemas, pale and vibrate. Looking at Fathur's true appearance Marsha's soul as if swaying about something, his head hit something, his nerves ache. not wanting to be discovered and his headache was crumpled, Marsha finally decided to go from there.
Fathur liar! so, he's had a twin all along? and that's Fathir, that shitty guy! wh why? why does he lie to me so much? am I not her theme? You two fucking!
So, they're sister brother? yuruh, it feels like I'm just a dream. His face is so similar, (inner Marsha).
Fathur grinned devils, relaxed and elegant.
"We'll see.."cold Fathur then left.
Dare to eavesdrop and just walk away?! I won't let go! Marsha's.. (Fathur grinning his devils)
SERIATE.
