Twin

twenty-five

"Gu. I want to help people, too. Don't know anyway.. But my sense of caring, sometimes, umm, likes to be late."

"You still care. Everyone has their advantages and disadvantages. So yes, that's what we say learning creatures. Allah is Most Gracious, indeed.."

"I. yeah. God forgive his servant, our time is not."

A slpph!!

The glass shifted into the wall, Medium who was leaning took off his leisure pose, asked the boy who was just as white when he found it.

"Yes San?"

"Nwg.. Again at work? Pinjem two clones, Med. It's a gang like that."

"Ooh. Yep. Just now I'm talking dratis, there's four doors."

"Yupps. The qorin gang. Mass list."

"Minii.. Chia.. Ngng, help us," Medium's pinta on two clones that are currently sitting close to Jihan. "Let me root."

"Well," said Mini and Chia, while Medium was already sitting in place.

One Kisye immediately told Jihan and immediately came out, the other Kisye was still cleaning his luggage.

"that's what race charter, sister?" jihan asked over the thing Chia was holding.

"Flashdisks. Preparations kalo-kalo no qarrat interfere. I'm going next door, right?"

"Oh yes. Please. Thank you Brother."

After Chia came out, Jihan moved her seat to the right of Medium trying to see Snail's child's busyness.

"Usually we handle just one of these grafting passes. But your friends are glue-con, nebeng. Not the meaning of interrupting the inauguration, but the time-shrinking."

"Oh. thank you. Thank goodness.."

"It has to be manual because paradoxes are hard to guess."

"Eh, yes. Qarrat what the hell is it? I feel like this brain is being mentioned."

"Clone underground's. They still want to make Snail a base. Then the leadership system here is removed. Snail belongs together. There's no boss here."

"Ouh kiraen what is it. Hhh. thank goodness."

Jihan accidentally saw the monitor in front of her showing thirty-two percent. Medium asked him to minize the status if he wanted to continue watching. "Ah, it's okay. Here's just watching it. Fear of error ntar."

Sreeth! the set! the set! Sreeth!

The set! Sreetth..!

Jihan finds the shadow of Medium's finger imprinted on the virtual keyboard. A regular keyboard may have messed up the keys with this wind move.

Narrow-nosed! The sound screen is back. Forty-nine percent.

Dit! Fifty-seven percent.

"Good Hood. Forward.. The real thing is here. You can!"

Didit! Sixty three.

Sree.. eetth!! Medium finger is getting faster and there is no typing pause. Srreeddh!

"Cool.. Med."

"I didn't start forty. Your earth is a nine-century-old drought."

"Taste..?"

"Watermark behind you it's shaking constantly. Look at yourself now quietly flatten."

When looking at the pool mentioned, it turns out that there are no ripples. Jihan stood up and approached him. The eye turns to a transparent screen floating on the globe.

The broadcast highlights Luna squatting and flying darting kicking Ninja Girl who is none other than herself. TKP or the battlefield Jihan does not recognize. "Nih on gelud where ya Med?"

"Renik fashion. The earth will be damaged again if Luna uses the original size. He knows a lot like this grafting or graft thing."

"Ooh. So when grafting this, the danger energy must be minimized."

Didit! Sixty nine.

"Sorry I'm busy. Get ready in the body room. Body change's. Hello Nutrient, roger that!"

Sreeth! Srreeddh!

"Ehh, umm.. Where's Med's place? Where's where?" confused Jihan, the sound of the monitor makes him so anxious because it continues to sound.

Come out, I am waiting for you

Didit! Seventy two.

The set!

Sphh!

In front of Jihan's lawang looking around for Qorin, many clones were blocking the view. He's a little tipped look at the end of the hall. "When is there.."

"Udah fast elo speeding.. We're waiting for you."

Jihan turned her head, she found Diandra leaning nearby.

"Ouh okay, Yan. I thought lo jins were bad for sure."

The wuutts!

Ckii. iitt!

"Eighty-five," told Zihan as soon as his employer arrived and immediately turned to touch the door.

The set! Sllpg!

"They're here too?" jihan asked into the room while looking back.

"As such. Our friends are on the train with Kisye."

"OKAY. So what's going on? These are the dolls that Snail prepared?" tanya Jihan found many tubes containing rubber statues.

"really. Synthetic body. You touch this door sign of Diandra as long as I keep company. Ninety."

"I. YEAH!"

Jihan immediately finished her show looking at the faceless innocent body that was still sealed in glass tubes. But when he had grasped the back of Diandra's hand, his eyes were still focused on the model of his own body, dressed in ninja clothes next to him.

"Hi Jihan," waving Ninja Girl.

"Ninety-five."

"Degan deg.."

"Nine seven. Enter Niziania."

"Ugh.."

Gubragh!!

When she opened her eyes, Jihan found Qorin hunchback and carrying his body. He also found the room was no longer walled, dark. His two legs trying to reach out, Jihan found the floor getting down from him.

It looks like Jihan continues to float vertically carried by the body of Diandra.

Jihan held the neck, frowned, and then tried to talk she was just bragging, confused by what she was experiencing now.

In the dark, only the navel shines, Jihan finally lets herself stand up and look at the Diandra's clothes. Raise your legs, hold your sleeves, feel your hair, face, and look at your two hands. He sighed. Then he lifted his two shoulders. Maybe just realized his body was another, resigned.

The ceiling of the room passed, Jihan was still drifting straight up. Tried his feet touch the layer but the movement of the nakar in vain, Jihan's body remains lifted carried by Diandra's body.

Jehan handsome waist, floating vertically while looking up. The navel light dimmed, he was immediately astonished to see around that was still dark. Stomach rays shrink, more confused Jihan scratches the head. Finally dark covered.

Soon the light appeared. Bubble ripples illuminated the existing body, none other than Dianji who was standing on foot, but almost fell under the radiance that had just passed.

Diandra Jejadian scratching again. A line of three light-grain buses ahead, immediately approached. Ten seconds into the walk, Dj stopped and confusedly heard a voice around him like this:

Nah! The mat! Nope..! Yoke!

Dj stepped ignoring the sound of the clockwork-like beats. At a distance of one bus his legs stopped again. Image obtained a place known. Dj looked behind him as he continued walking towards the incandescent spots.

Upon arrival, in front of the object, Dj observed the girl who was leaning over sitting asleep. The speck of light in the student cubit then thumped, making the inventor increasingly wondering. Slowly the Dj approached the tip of his index finger to the target.

The whuussh!! Bugh!

Out of nowhere, the victim's temple, hit by a pale-skinned fist.

Whee! Bugh! Again a collision.

Shuutt..! Dizoom. It turned out that Jihan and Luna were having an aerial duel near the head of the sorority, not in the mountain valley.

Shuutt..! Back to the battle screen. The victim who was hit was still bent on his back. So did Luna, while the gesture hit the stomach.

The set! Luna turned her head while her opponent was still bent, seen in the distance there was a giant index finger speeding closer to the destination point, which is cubit under the head.

The pale boy observed the back of his victim where it had been traces of penetrating punch, revealing a clear red glow.

The set! Rigid body held, eyes narrowed in the direction of aiming, Luna immediately turned her body. Wugh! Wugh!

The wuutts! Fast sound, so loose in the hands of the thrower.

The teph! A flash of white shadow caught the body and instantly separated from the stiff red body, where it was being wrapped by a flaming thin thread. The shadow entered cubit carrying a drooping body and a giant fingertip covered it.

The claph..! Hundredth.

PRAANGS! The red stone broke, Jihan gasped awake.

The set!

"Astaghfiullah! Han.." said Diandra holding her chest, then gasping for air. "Hhh. hhh.. Kaget. Attend.. hhhh, astaghfirullah.."

Jihan sat tailing her eyes. He remembered, then swept a glance around the room. "It was so dark."

"Kiraen lo died. Be present. hhh, hhh.."

"Well.. Dead?"

"I. yeah. You don't see any more breath, sleep."

"Ooh. I'm new at. umm, new at.."

"Beautiful!" sergeant Diandra.

"Ooh. This is elo Yan?"

"Yes. New from Snail. Ashar used to be yuk? In the afternoon," take Diandra who has carried a bag and thrust a cell phone. "Eung's pening, want to prostrate gini.."

"Eh, what's that?"

"Qorin," replied Diandra massaging the temple. "Hhhhhs! It's dark.."

The set!

Jihan directly stick to the ears of the flat object she wags.

"Hi Nutritional."

"Rin? Haha..! Yes, I am. Hi too."

"Thank God. You're okay I guess."

"Do you know? Uh, I finished the book, went to the campus mosque. Where are you?" Jehan has clamped the phone with the base of his shoulder.

"Where I am, you are busy putting things in your seat. Valid?"

"Where exactly is it trying?"

"Of course in your class."

"Continue?"

"You're so fast."

"Haha.. Just look at it."

"You'd better use it in his interest."

"Ooh. Excuse me. Hehe.. This is it, Rin."

"Of course Nutritional.. You have now returned to your civilization."

"Hu um's. I also remember, it's a. umm, day.. Friday, what Saturday?"

"Saturday the fiveth of June. In the bag is a letter to your parents. Tell me you're trying Astral Projection, self-taught, for your chess cure. Cover, you tell me another reason."

"Yes. Kangen, actually got pulled by Koplak."

"Also a letter to Diandra."

Jihan stood up while hanging the bag to the shoulder. Diandra was still watching the outside of the windows and the door. "Certainly? How detailed. Cancel the letter."

"Grafring done. Medium yells like a football fan. Sky Child chews Pnin chips."

"Masa? Haha.. Thanks to him, Rin."

"I told you that."

"Trus.. What am I doing?"

"You walked out of the room followed by Diandra, but you didn't mind."

"Absolutely. What is your concern, Rin?"

"Now do you want to?"

"St! Hih.. No need to."

"Tell me through this Sosflat if you're in a crowded place, like you're in need of a friend or in a lot of confusion."

"Ooh. Okay. Ready.. Ndan."

"It is better to ablaze before magrib arrives."

"Yes." Yeah."

When the phone was about to be turned off, Jihan stopped stepping, astonished by the display screen.

Cwiing..!

"Soscamp logo. If I think it's gini."

Diandra thrusts the same thing, but the tattoo is lit on the glass of Dian's phone picture book.

"What about Snail?" ask Jihan.

"Circle. We are still agents of jejadian. Logo can be changed to Garuda bird."

Jihan looked again at the picture of the ringed cloud on the hape, no matter Diandra had left it.