The Twin CEOs of Amnesia

knowing the truth again

Clara had just climbed onto her bed after the woman had finished her bath. Before going to bed, the woman grabs her phone and looks focused on the phone screen.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of his room and he was sure that it was his son Bima.

"Come in, baby!" tell Clara from the inside.

Sure enough when the door opened, Bimo's figure was complete with his sleeping pajamas, standing in the doorway.

"What's up, honey?" ask Clara while putting her phone on the nightstand.

Bimo swung his leg, stepping closer to the woman he had missed so much all along. "Ma, can't I sleep with Mama tonight?" bimo asked with a hopeful look.

Clara suddenly scrunched her forehead, confused by her son's request which was again not as usual.

"Why do you suddenly want to sleep with Mama?" clara asked still with her eyebrows linked.

Bimo scratched his head that did not itch at all, confused to give a reasonable reason to his mother.

"Emm, tonight it's like I feel like I just want to sleep with, Mama and read a fairy tale like when I was a kid" Bimo said, who is very sure that the mother must often read a bedtime story to Bima, considering that Bimo had found many fairy tale books in Bima's room

Clara felt overwhelmed and grabbed Bimo's body, bringing her son into her arms.

"Well, you can sleep here and mom will also read you a fairy tale" Clara said after breaking her arms.

" Now that you go up to the bed, mama comes out first to get her fairy tale book," Clara said excitedly, and an insignificant smile faded from her lips.

The look of Bimo's face looks sparkling, because his desire to be able to sleep while hugging his mother will be accomplished.

"Emm, what do you want Mama to read, honey?" Clara who was already standing at the door turned her body and asked back to Bimo. It was clear that the woman was very happy with her son's request. He felt that his son had now returned to his attitude, as a child. Not as usual like an adult figure hiding behind a child's body.

"Any story, Ma. Whatever you read Bimo would have liked, "so happy, Clara did not pay much attention to the child she thought Bima was, calling her name Bimo.

The woman still stepped into Bima's room, to pick up the book as her son wanted.

Meanwhile, Bimo who was left alone, circulated his gaze all over the room of his mother. The boy with great curiosity pulled a drawer.

He saw a pile of books in the drawer. Bimo grabbed a book and opened it. Unintentionally, when he turned the sheet over, something fell from behind the book sheet.

Bimo crouched down to pick up the falling object that could be ascertained if it was a photo.

When Bimo turned the photo sheet over, Bimo's eyes were perfectly rounded with his mouth open. How could he not be surprised, because the photo he saw was a photo of Clara's wedding with a man who was very familiar to him.

"Pa-Papa Bara?" bimo muttered with a trembling voice. "This is Papa Bara, right?" Bimo rubbed his eyes, to make sure he didn't see wrong.

"Yes, this is true Papa Bara. Ta-but how could it? or are they just similar?" bimo wondered.

"Mom, what are you doing, son?" Bimo squealed in shock, hearing Clara's voice that turned out to be standing behind him. So focused on staring at the photo, Bimo to not hear the footsteps of his mother when entering the room.

"Bi-Bima, how can the photo be in your hands?" clara's voice rang out and her hand quickly snatched the photo from the son's hand.

Bimo stared at the change in his mother's face which now looked very pale as if it was not drained by blood at all.

"Is that man my father?" bimo asked in a slow but demanding tone of voice.

Clara fell silent, not answering at all. The woman actually stepped up and took the book where the photo was found by Bimo. Then, Clara slipped the photo back into the book sheet and put it in the drawer.

"Let's go to sleep now! mama will read you her fairy tale," instead of answering Bimo's question, Clara deliberately switched the conversation.

"Mama hasn't answered my question. Is the man in the photo my papa? and what's his name?" Bimo did not move at all from where he stood.

Clara exhaled quite heavily and then landed her body sitting on the bed.

"Mama why silence? don't I deserve to know who my real Papa is?" again Bimo made a sound, and this time it was full of pressure.

"Yes, he's your papa! and your papa's name was Bara Eduardo Prayoga," finally Clara could not dodge anymore.

Bimo was stunned for a while. The boy even slightly fell backwards, fortunately he was still able to hold back so that his body would not fall.

"So all this time I was raised by my own biological father?" bimo whispered to himself.

"Bima, what's wrong with you, honey?" Clara splashed towards Bimo who was sculpting with dewy eyes.

"Did the man leave Mama?" bimo asked to make sure, even though he was doubtful about the question.

Clara sighed and shook her head. "Papa never left my mom. Only fate would make Mom and Dad separate. When you married your father, he didn't remember his past at all. Your mom and dad fell in love and decided to get married. But, when the marriage age of mama and papa is only two months, your mother came and asked mama to divorce your father because it turns out your father already has a wife and children. You can't say anything anymore, son. With a heavy heart forced to want a divorce, even though at that time your father refused to divorce with his mother," said Clara at length. The memory of the incident flashed back on Clara's head to make her tears again.

Bimo unmoving. His throat was so tight that he felt like he could not take out a word.

"Is it possible that papa's blood was flowing through my body that Papa could love me so much? though he did not know that I was his biological son," Bimo was busy with his own thoughts.

"I'm sorry, Mama, son! Mama didn't really mean to cover this up from you all this time. It's just, Mama's afraid you're going to find your dad, and when she finds out that you're her son, she's afraid your dad will take you from her using his power. Mama has lost your sister, mama does not want to lose you again, son" said Clara who was afraid when she did not find a response at all from her son.

"Part of your father did not know that when we divorced, mom was already pregnant with you and your sister" continued the woman again.

Bimo still stood where he stood. The little boy still did not think that he was actually close to his biological father. "Does that mean that Tristan is my big brother too? why does my heart refuse?" again Bimo monologued to himself.

Bimo's silence makes Clara panic. This time the woman really felt afraid that what she was afraid of all this time would happen.

"Mom, why are you quiet, son? you're not leaving mom, are you? you're not gonna find your dad, are you?" urge Clara while shaking Bimo's small body.

Clara's screeching suddenly made Bimo aware. The boy immediately hugged his mother and shook his head. The little boy was completely moved to see the fear of his mother, who seemed to be really afraid of losing again. "No, Ma. What Mama feared would never happen. Mama take it easy!" bimo finally.

Tbc