The Twin CEOs of Amnesia

Bima meets Bara

"Bimo, why haven't you slept?" Bima was shocked to hear the voice of a man, but fortunately he still had time to press the power button to turn off his call that was still going on with Bimo.

Bima turned her body, staring in the direction of the coming sound. The little boy saw the figure of a man who was still complete with a work shirt and tie hanging around his neck.

Bima immediately shook her head, silently glued to her spot staring at the handsome man standing in front of her. For the first time he saw clearly the figure of a man who turned out to be more handsome and dashing than what was in his shadow.

"Bimo, why are you quiet? you didn't hear what Papa was asking?" the man who turned out to be Bara again opened his voice with his eyebrows linked.

Instead of answering, Bima instead looked at Bara's face more intensely until his vision suddenly like blurry because his eyes were now full of clear liquid that was ready to be spilled from his container.

"Bimo, didn't you hear Papa? why are you this?" Bara was beginning to worry, so the man bent his body and wagged his hands right in front of his son's face which now looks like a statue.

Instead of waking up from his daydream, Bima tilted his head to the right and left like he was analyzing something on his face.

Bara was really more confused to see the unusual behavior of his son.

Bima subconsciously reached out her hand, stroking Bara's face, touching the man's eyes, nose and lips.

"Everything looks like me and Bimo" the little boy whispered to himself.

"Bimo!" bara snapped, finally because she could not hold back her confusion anymore.

Hearing Bara's clash, Bima immediately gasped in shock and realized from her daydream.

"L-yes, Pa!" bima said quickly and nervously as well as a vibrating sound.

"What the hell are you, son? why is your attitude like someone who knows no papa at all?" bara protest while standing up straight again.

"Emm, I'm fine, Pa," said Bima nervously. If according to the word of the heart wants the child, scatter hugging the man who turns out to be his biological father. The man who had indirectly made him try to become an independent child, because of the absence of the man beside him starting from the baby until now.

Bara frowned, squinting his eyes at Bima with a probing gaze.

"Aren't you lying?" bara asked, making sure and Bima nodded quickly.

Bara nodded his head, and turned to the cellphone that had just been used by his son.

"Who were you talking to on the phone these nights?" bara's tone sounded suspicious.

"Emm, I was talking to a friend, Pa. Because he wanted to ask about a lesson that he did not understand at all," said Bima nervously, hoping her father believed.

Bara did not nod his head in a sign that he believed his son's words. But, the man actually increasingly looked at Bima sharply and from a very close distance, to make Bima's throat like choked, difficult to swallow his own saliva.

Not without reason the man could not immediately believe the words of his son. It's just that he felt his son's answer was very unreasonable, given the information he got if the son had no friends at school and was always called a pick-up boy.

"Emm, why is your face pale, son? are you lying to Papa?" tanya Bara was still with squeaking eyes.

Bima swallowed his saliva back. He felt that his papa was really like a detective who was ready to skin him.

"Haish, it doesn't feel good to be treated like this. This means that this is how my friends who I always look at with suspicious looks like this. Really makes me tremble. Now I'm not surprised anymore, my attitude was derived from him," instead of answering Bara's question, Bima was busy talking to herself.

"Bimo, why are you quiet again?" He deliberately raised his voice again.

"That's ... Papa asked you, are you lying if a friend called you? since when do you have friends?"

"Oh, Bimo doesn't have any friends? how can?" instead of answering, Bima asked back, unconsciously.

Bima frowned, hearing her son who asked. The man really felt that there was something strange about his son.

"Why did you ask Papa? it's not that you know for yourself that you don't have any friends except for Michelle," Bara's eyebrow angle rose slightly upwards, suspicious.

Bima suddenly laughed, with a really bad laugh, because it was clear that the laughter was forced laughter.

"That's exactly it, Pa. The one who contacted me earlier was Michelle," said Bima with great confidence.

"Thank you, Pa has reminded me of that name" he added again, but this time it is only brave in the heart.

"Oh, like that? alright this time Papa believes you," Bara finally revealed her smile, making Bima exhale in relief.

"Oh yeah, Papa just got home from work?" Bima finally tried to divert the conversation, with questions that were actually very unimportant and not classy. Already know still wearing a tie, must have just come home from work.

"Yes, as you can see. Papa still wears work clothes and tie still hangs, so without a papa answer you would already know the answer,"

Bima suddenly scratched his head which was not itchy at all. For a whole new time this time, he felt dead lice and felt like a fool. The man in front of him was really a duplicate of himself, because in fact he had no dislike for such a pleasant question as he had just thrown out. Erroneous, Bima who duplicates Bara papaanya.

"Yes, now Papa wants to shower first! Papa just wanted to make sure, you're asleep or not. Now you should go to bed because tomorrow you have to go to school again" Bara smiled as she ruffled her son's hair.

Bima returned to sculpt once received such treatment from his papa. The thing he always misses, the baby rubbing, the ruffling of hair, of a father figure as the father of his friends does. It feels really very manly compared to having to be kissed and pinched on his cheeks.

Bara then swung her foot forward towards the door. But his steps suddenly stopped because he heard the voice of Bima who called him back.

"Yes, what else is Bimo?" tanya Bara looked at Bima seriously.

"Pa, can't Papa sleep in this room with me tonight?" ask Bima expectantly.

Bara frowned, puzzled by his son's sudden request. Bara almost wanted to refuse, but the look of her son who looked at her with a sad and heartfelt look, made Bara smile and nod her head.

"All right! but Papa take a shower! after finishing the bath, papa will come straight back here. Tonight, Papa promised to sleep with you, but on one condition, you should go straight to bed!" finally Bara concluded.

"I promise, Pa!" bima said with a face full of enthusiasm.

Bara finally came out of Bima's room, and the boy immediately went up to the bed preparing to wait for the return of the papa. Suddenly his phone rang, a sign of a message coming in.

Bima came down from the bed to see who was sending her a message

"Bimo? what else does he want to say?" batin Bima while opening a message which is a photo of Bimo lying next to their mama Clara.

"Look, I slept with my mom!" write that message by attaching a mocking emoticon.

Bima growled and instantly typed in a message in reply. "Papa will sleep with me. Later I will send you the picture, if papa has finished bathing," Bima did not forget to slip the emoticons mocking as well.

Tbc