The Twin CEOs of Amnesia

Bima knows reality

After Clara's cries subsided, the woman stood back up and stepped towards the door.

"Where are you going?" bimo's eyebrows are sharply linked.

Clara stopped and turned her body back, turning towards Bimo.

"Mama's not going anywhere. Mama just went to the kitchen for a while, because mom suddenly felt thirsty. Do you want a drink too, son? if so, let's bring you some drinking water, then,"

Bimo shook his head, refusing.

"Well, Mama go to the kitchen first!" Clara swung her legs back towards the kitchen.

After Clara's body disappeared, Bimo again pulled the drawer and took the photo that his mother had saved earlier. Then, the little boy slipped the photo into the waist of the pajama pants he was wearing hurriedly before his mother came back.

Sure enough, Clara had now returned and threw a sweet smile at him.

"Now it's time for you to sleep. Come on up to the bed, let me read the fairy tale," Clara's tone sounded soft as she stroked Bimo's hair showing her affection.

"Ma, I want to go back to my room first!" chirp Bimo who made Clara's forehead wrinkle. The woman was completely perplexed by the sudden change of mind shown by her son.

"Why? did you stop sleeping in your room?" from the tone of Clara's voice when she asked, it was clear that there was a sense of disappointment.

"So, Ma. I just remembered that there was still a task I hadn't finished. So, I have to finish it now" Bimo said, giving a reasonable excuse.

Do you need a friend's mom?" Bimo quickly shook his head.

"No need, because I can complete the task myself. I'll go first, Ma. I'll finish the job as soon as I can and I promise I'll come here as soon as it's done!" Bimo swung his leg, stepping out of Clara's room as his mother nodded her head in agreement.

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"What else is it? why haven't you slept?" the sound of Bima from the end there.

Yes, the reason Bimo's permission to come out of his room was actually not because there was a task that he had not completed. However, the little boy wanted to contact Bima, his older brother, to inform him of the important information he had just obtained.

"Sister, I just sent you a photo, take a look!" bimo's words with a mysterious tone.

Bimo waited for a split second until Bima saw the message she had just sent.

"That's a picture of a mother married to a man. Are you going to say that that man is our papa?" bima's voice seemed to have finished seeing the message sent by Bimo.

"Yes. That's our Papa. But why aren't you surprised? don't you know who the guy in the photo is?" Bimo squinted his forehead, feeling confused by Bima's usual reaction.

"How do I know him? I have not seen him at all and never seem to want to see him, because he had the heart to leave mama when pregnant with us," sounded a hateful tone ejected from the mouth of Bima.

"Wait first! haven't you met Papa Bara yet?" asked Bimo who felt strange with the answer given by his twin brother.

Bimo exhaled quite heavily, understanding why Bima's reaction was mediocre when he saw the photo he sent.

"The man in the picture is Papa Bara. Means papa Bara is our papa," said Bimo firmly.

For a split second Bimo did not get any response from Bima. There was only silence, a sign that her twin brother was in shock across the street.

"Oh, so he turns out to be a bad guy who has the heart to leave our mama?" finally after a moment of silence, Bima finally opened her voice again, but this time her tone sounded full of anger.

"You must not misunderstand me, brother. Mama told me that Papa never left my mom. There is our mother who made papa leave him," explained Bimo, ambiguous.

"What do you mean?"

Bimo finally recounted everything he heard from his mother in detail without adding to it and without reducing it.

"So that's the story? then, Tristan was indirectly our brother dong," said Bima.

"If he's Papa's son, it means he's our brother, '" Bimo said.

"But why do I have doubts about that?" chirping Bima.

"If according to the story of the mother, papa married Aunt Tania because of love, but what I saw from the photos hanging on the wall, Papa was not smiling at all. And if you're honest, please don't laugh, it's just in my view. When viewed carefully, Tristan's nose and eyes are more similar to Dito's. Although indeed if from the face, more similar to Aunt Tania. But those eyes and noses cannot deceive, Bimo," explained Bima, expressing her doubts.

Bimo clucked while shaking his head, "Why can you be that thorough anyway? to the extent that your eyes and nose are also analyzed," Bimo said, between admiration or melancholy mixed into one.

"I didn't really care at first, but because of my suspicion of what Dito and Aunt Tania did, this afternoon made me subconsciously analyze everything," Bima chuckled as she revealed the reason why she could be that thorough.

"Now that papa Bara is our papa, I am getting excited to do more research. And I will also investigate the cause of papa's memory that does not return," Bima said back with enthusiasm.

"Mom, is your job not done yet?" suddenly there was the sound of Clara standing in the doorway.

The appearance of Clara suddenly made Bimo stricken in shock, quickly wanting to disconnect the call. But the little boy, pressed the wrong button, just what pressed was the loud speaker and put it on the mattress.

"Who did you call?" Clara squinted her forehead.

"Te-friends, Ma. He called me, because there were things he couldn't answer" Bimo said nervously.

"Oh," Clara nodded her head.

"Bimo, why haven't you slept?" Clara, who was just about to get out, suddenly stopped her steps and turned to look at the voice of an adult man who came from a mobile phone. The woman stepped back to the bed. Bimo quickly grabbed the phone and breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that Bima had turned off the call.

"Who is that? why doesn't your friend's voice sound like a child's? and he called Bimo's name, right? your name is Bima, mom-not Bimo?" clara asked with a streak and squeaky eyes, suspicious.

Tbc