The Secret of the Twins

Part 1's. Discovering Masalalu

Before marriage in my family has a tradition, ask for blessing to ancestors, relatives, grandparents who have died, by visiting their graves. The hardest I had to go to the old village again, approaching the meal of my twin brother Jasmine Mariye, his death 27 years ago left a wound.

Farm after field I passed the car I rode on, I think my birth village is now growing. But still the most remote village.

The villagers were astonished to see a luxury car driving in their village. The grandest building in the village is visible. It was so hard to come here again, I opened the Gawai, a message I received.

[sad, is it okay?sorry can not come with you.you know the job as CEO is not easy if it has reached my message.i miss u].

That man is my future husband, the man I love so much. It was unexpected that I was paired with him, a young wealthy Ceo who somehow dropped his heart on me. Lucky, that's right. I'm just a 35-year-old woman who has been pessimistic about getting a mate, suddenly a 27-year-old young man expressed love to me.

Although in this village my family is quite distinguished, grandfather has a field of hectares but after he died the treasure is not left only a house and one small field that is now cared for by my brother. While the other children including Dad migrated to another city.

"It's over to the mistress."

Said the driver who was assigned the future husband to deliver.

The air is quite cool and the wind blows quite hard, the aunt welcomes with a smile.

"Dear auntie dear.." she hugged, hugged,

"Where are mom and dad?" all I know is that they came here a day ago.

" They're leaving, maybe a new night is coming, just nostalgia neighbor tells you you will get married."

"You can ask aunty, mommy mommy daddy's old to be tired."

"Let's be very friendly, let's go get some rest."

Aunty smiled at the end of her feet to the end of her head,

"Now the more beautiful is Mariye?"

no. I answered an unimportant question from aunt.

"Aunty? the driver who was driving also needed a break."

"Yes the room here is a lot, later aunty prepare a room for the driver. You want to sleep in your room first?"

Deg, this heartbeat seems to stop, my room.the bedroom with Jasmine....

"Mariy... Rose Mariye?"

Aunty called out many times enough to break the reverie.

"Yes aunt..."

"Tante has cleaned his room, you can rest while nostalgic..."

I smiled, now I'm standing right in front of the room. I opened the door slowly, the smell of jasmine was very stinging, maybe aunty had sprayed it with room fragrance, the room window was wide open beside the window was seen mirror, again. I felt the dresser reminiscing about the time and now I look in the mirror, I look so much like Jasmine, if not dead then Jasmine should be like I am now enjoying my youth, getting married.

I stared in the mirror, but I saw the mirror smiling. His smile widened, now his teeth look more gaping almost past the ears. I stand upright can not scream can not run. I'm afraid, aunt help me.

"Rose Mariye?" aunty's voice made the shadow disappear, now back to normal I see this panicked face reflected.

"Aunty?" I ran to hug aunt

"Why Mariye?"

"the mirror is scary."

Aunt looking in the mirror.

"I don't want to be in this room, aunt, can I find another room?"

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Auntie drove me to another room, please,

"This was aunt's room?"

I was silent, confused.

"Where do you know?since moving from this village, you and your parents have never come here again."

Yes, I remember when I moved from this place, aunty was pregnant, but aunt was not married at that time.

"Where is a aunt's son now?"

Aunty smiled, "aunts working out of busy cities rarely come home!"

"What's aunty's name?"

"Goddess..."

"Wilda?" like the name of my future husband. "my future husband is also named wildan." I continued.

"Oh yeah?but not as handsome as a aunt's son."

We laughed, momentarily forgetting the incident. I entered the room, like this is a man's room.

"Why were you?" aunt asked about the incident.

should I tell you....

or the....

"It's okay aunt. I'm just remembering the past, losing Jasmine something I regret?"

Aunty stared, held the cheek, kissed the forehead and hugged.

"Tante understands!"

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Tonight, it rained.I waited for my mom and dad to fall asleep.

There was the sound of footsteps walking in the corridor.maybe aunt.. or driver Wildan noahlah..sound knocking from the window door his voice whispered "Rose" the sound of whispering made the feathers should be goosebumps, he said,

"Rose.find me."

Does that sound like Jasmine?

I opened the window curtain, saw a glimpse of a little girl passing by, I climbed on the window and jumped. I follow, yes he is Jasmine.

He's directing me somewhere.

"Help me Rose."

Jasmine pointed at the tomb she told me to unpack the meal.

I followed my brother's orders, until it was sweaty, it was getting deeper, actually I was quite afraid that I would get a bone and a skull but this is asking Jasmine....

The deeper I dug but did not smell the corpse.When I realized the hoe I was wearing was stuck on a worn cloth, this was Jasmine's corpse.

from the top of the hole Jasmine smiled,

"Look at Rose. She's not me!"

I turned back the cloth I saw was just a banana stem wrapped in cloth, where Jasmine's body was...

"Why did you leave me Rose!" jasmine shouted her mouth widened her eyes widened.The ground I was incising shook, the excavation ground buried itself.

"No!!!!" I woke up, my screams were so loud. Sweat was pouring, I took the medicine in the bag, drank it with a glass of water I had placed on the corner table. This medicine can help me avoid anxiety. The medicine that I took for years.I sat closed my eyes, not feeling a clear circle flowing.

I cried, Remembering the incident 27 years ago.....

Seriate....

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