The Twins are not Identical

The Twins are not Identical
Marital Kebelt - 2



"What?" What do you think, all this time who feeds you, who gives you pocket money, who finances you in school is Son? Huh uh? Loe is just a little girl who can't do anything yet!" Lily pointed back at Erly's head, with her index finger.


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Lily was so furious with her sister who continued to argue. While Erly was still chuckling, firm on the stance. I do not know what makes him so sure, if the Son wants to marry him, but he himself does not know how the Son feels, towards him.


They continued to argue, while the Son, listening to their conversation, from behind the door, outside the room.


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"Ting, tung.. ting, tung...."


The son, immediately walked towards the door, when he heard the house bell ringing. Erly and Lily were still arguing, so they did not hear the bell, though it repeatedly rang.


"Master" saw a man in a black suit standing straight in front of the house, after the Son opened the door.


"Srush! Don't firmer!" The son gestured to the person, looking back, and looking around, "Where's my order?" ask the Son to the points.


The one who came at this time was Pak Handoko, the confidant of the Son, who had been managing, the personal property of the Son.


"It's Mr." Mr. Handoko, handed me a small black suitcase, which was received directly by the Son.


The son immediately opened the suitcase, then looked at the contents, watching carefully, "It's too expensive, I don't want them to be suspicious," commented the Son, after examining several rings, as he looked at the other, with different size and model.


Mr. Handoko not only brings one, but many models and sizes, because he does not know, tastes and finger sizes, people who will wear.


"It's Mr." Mr. Handoko, immediately thrust the next small suitcase, Putra immediately received it, and gave back the first suitcase, to Mr. Handoko.


"Well, this is simple. So they will not be suspicious" said Putra, with a face of sumringah.


Mr. Handoko looks happy, seeing the response that Putra showed. He deliberately, brought two choices, between the expensive, and the simple, and then chose different motives and sizes, so that the Son could choose one of them. So, he does not need to go back and forth, because the order is not suitable.


Son, try several rings alternately. He tried to insert the ring on his little finger, because he knew, if the soul mate, then the ring finger of a woman, would be the same as the little finger of a man. That is, if the ring fits on the little finger of the Son, it will fit right, on the ring finger of Erly.


The son took one of the simple rings, and put it on, "This fits like it," he looked at the ring that was coiled around his little finger.


"Have you, sir?" ask Mr. Handoko later.


The son looked at Mr. Handoko, "It looks like it fits." The son gave the suitcase he had originally held, to Mr. Handoko, and was immediately accepted.


"Well, who wants to get married, sir?" ask Mr. Handoko curious.


Mr. Handoko was actually confused, because he was told to buy a wedding ring, but did not know for whom.


"I" replied the Son smiling.


"W-what? What do you mean, you're getting married?" asked Mr. Handoko stammered, in surprise.


"Yes. Never mind, don't talk much. Where's my ATM card?" The son then had a flat expression, staring at his confidant.


Mr. Handoko immediately put down the suitcase he was originally holding, then reached into his pants pocket, took his wallet, "This is Mr." And give, what the Son wants. Son, accept it, then pocket, "Thank you uncle. Oh yes, please find a cell phone for me. My phone is gone" said Putra, when he remembered that his phone had been lost.


"Well, sir," Mr. Handoko was still not so focused, to his surprise, hearing the speech of the Son, who said, that he would get married.


"Is it necessary that you need? I'll be ready soon for the necessities, sir?" ask Handoko.


"none. I will finish it all my own way. You don't interfere! I will call you, when I need you." said the Son with a flat expression, making Mr. Handoko, understand the intention of the Son.


The son spoke firmly, normally like a human in general, either because he was used to communicating with Mr. Handoko, in the past, or for other reasons. But the Son, speaking normally, was unbranded.


"alright. I beg you to pay."


Mr. Handoko immediately left the place, after Putra nodded his head. The son immediately closed the door, then moved, walked into the television room, then sat on the sofa.


Son, take off the ring he was wearing, then pocket it in his pants pocket.


Alright. I'm ready, with everything that's going to happen. The son bowed his head, silent.


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"Easy! I won't care about you anymore. It's up to you to do anything." Lily turned around, about to leave.


"Wait," Erly prevented her older sister from leaving the room, "Didn't she, insistent sister, tell me to marry the Son? Why when I'm willing to prevent it?" said Erly, who made Lily turn around, looking at her sister's face.


"Geez! It's up to you! Maybe I'm wrong" Lily shrugged her shoulders, then turned, left.


Lily turned, changed direction, when she saw the Son in the television room, she undoed her intention to go to the room, turned to approach the Son, then sat on another sofa, in front of the Son.


Erly sighed, then leaned her head, on the shoulder of the chair, raised her head, looked up at the sky of the room. The Son was silent, not daring to look at the face of the woman before him.


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After Lily came out, Erly remained silent in the room, for a while, then left, out of the room, about to meet the Son.


"Eh, are you here?" erly asked, when he saw the Son, already in the television room.


Lily tilted her head, glancing towards the source of the voice, The son raised his head, looking towards Erly.


Erly immediately approached the Son, then sat down beside him. While Lily, still glancing, followed her sister's movements, until Erly sat on the chair.


Lily confirmed her sitting position, then looked at Erly and Son in turn.


"Heem... Put," call Lily. The son turned to look at Lily's face.


"Are you willing to marry my sister?" Lily seems so serious, because it concerns the future of her only sister.


"Yeah. I-I, willing to marry Erly," said the Son earnestly, then bowed his head again.


Lily, and Erly, directly looked at the Son's face, frowning. Apparently, even a man who looks geeky, has feelings for the opposite sex, even willing to marry. Was this just out of fear for Lily, or was it just an answer, based on what she wanted to answer? But he was really, really ready to get married.


Lily sighed, before returning to speak, "Do you know? If you get married, then you won't be able to continue school? And getting married that, it costs a lot?" Lily did not let go of her gaze, looking at the Son's face.


"Yes. I-I know," as usual, the Son will not look at the other person, while speaking, he remains down.


Erly lowered her head, smiling proudly, hearing Son's words answering her sister's questions.


Thank God he was ready. No need for a girlfriend to date, I can marry, and have it completely. Erly was still smiling her own smile, as her expectations, seemed to match expectations.


"Marriage is not a joke, or to play a game. I don't want to, my sister's in vain. Are you willing, to accompany him, in times of joy and sorrow, always take care of him, and provide for him?" ask Lily later.


Actually, Lily felt doubtful, if they really got married soon, because they were worried, whether the Son could support Erly later or not. Because what Lily knows, the Son is just a geeky man, who is a student. Not her Lily looked at the treasure as a benchmark, but at the very least, there should be a guarantee, so that she believed, if her sister later, would not live miserable, as she had experienced a few years ago. Finance, indeed, is a major problem, when talking about household problems.


"I will always be ready to take care of him, to accompany him, in times of joy, or sorrow, and will support him, to love him, with all my heart" said the Son confidently.


Lily frowned, looking at the Son's face, feeling disbelief, if the Son, was really serious. But there was still less for her, Lily immediately said the next question.


"How do you support my sister? Will you be a hard worker? Will you be a porter? Can loe work? How do you make money, to support my family, to support my sister?" it is natural to ask this, because of the status of the Son, still a student. How does a student earn money? Making a living for family? Not to look at treasures, because Lily herself is not a rich man. But this is to guarantee the next life, because life requires a lot of costs, not just to eat.


Erly, looked at her brother's face, then turned to look at the Son's face. The sentence may sound more condescending, take others lightly, but this is important, the Son did not mind it.


"I-I have a cafe, run by someone, and it's been running since three years ago. I-I used my u-money savings, un-to set it up. Mu-maybe not so guarantee, but-but at least enough, un-for the cost of living, mes-even if just simply," tells him that he has the effort, so that Lily will approve, but, and trust her.


Lily, and Erly were surprised, because that geeky fellow, had been trying to live independently, for a long time. Perhaps this is fairly rare, for a child of the same age of the Son, who already has the effort, but the fruit, does not fall far, from the tree.


Erly looked at the Son's face. There was a sense of pride in his heart, even though it was only a geeky man, but his thoughts were mature enough, to think about the future. According to him, rarely people who are the age of the Son, who have thought about work, even already have a business. This is a plus, for the Son.


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Life is so. Sometimes we look at people by appearance, or look at the contents by container. But in fact, many containers without contents, look better than reality, or vice versa.


So.. do not like to look down, or underestimate someone!


As much as you appreciate, so much so, you are appreciated.


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SERIATE.....


Peaceful love greetings