Twin

Paradok Latitude

In the backyard of the house, Jihan took her clothes off one by one. There was still the voice of Mama calling. Jihan replied without stopping from her activities.

On the doorstep Mamah told her needs that she would go for a walk. "You want what nitip?!"

"Donat, Mah."

There was no answer, and Jihan immediately found out when she turned around with a clothesline. Mamah found him already in shoes leaving the door in a hurry. Maybe you are waiting outside.

Jihan's room is rectangular in shape 4x5 meters, because it is located on the second floor, clothesline directly scattered to the bed.

Jihan was not too busy folding all her clothes. The mukena he had folded was left on the floor with the prayer mat.

The closet in front of him is still exactly the dream wardrobe, the ring is playing there, changing the surface so it looks like a monitor screen.

Beres folded, Jihan keep her pile of clothes.

It turned out that behind the mirror that Jihan ignored, there was no CPU, battery, or cable. Jihan closed the closet again, the pile, the last clothes she finished.

Dith.. Dit..! Zwiiit.. It.wui.it.! sounds in the mirror. The impression that there are only absurd graphics, for Jihan this is only an abstract painting.

Out of self-blame, Jihan looked at the ceiling of the room, two feet hanging on the edge of the bed.

"Rin.."

Yes, I am. Servant Master

"Are they the only ones walking..?"

Sh.uuut!!

Jihan fell, off her body.

"Yeah.. aaa!! The house is not yet occupied. ciii!!"

Clouds.. The set!

Airplanes.. The set!

Bird.. The set!

Dephs!!

Jihan's body stopped from her bunge jumping. His hands and feet were still swimming. "Yes..aaa..!"

It fell for about a minute. Jihan is now state on water (floating), so like an astronaut surrounded by bees in the ship room.

"Ehh..?" sober Jihan, let the body hang and spin slowly.

The girl was confused when she found the roof of her house, and she could also see the neighborhood of Lam Alif alley from up here.

The road of the house is still lengthened, but in front of the gate there looks people and then passing vehicles. Even now his neighbor was found out of the house leading the motorbike.

Jihan position the body, then the body immediately consistent floating style sea horse. He saw the house turn transparent, found himself falling blindfolded. That sleeping pose, Jihan is laughing herself.

"Hii hi, amit.. Kaseumpay is so."

The speck of light in Jihan's cubit shot out of place. The set!

The claph! Qorin appeared next to Jihan, clad in the same clothes. In his right ear is installed berantena device.

"Let SosFlat work at home."

"But I'm gini Rin's translucent? You don't."

"By pleasure.."

The claph!

The set!

The lightning qorin shrank, then the grains of its incarnate rays parked again in Jihan's hands, making the host's body the physical image of the atomic aka oriental matter.

Lintang. Do you want to answer it yourself?

"Ouh, the Latitude. What's cheating?"

About his paradox in your timeline

"I'm still a tulalit. You're the one who talked about Rin."

Alright Sir. You go down to the place where you are surprised by a biker

"Ooh. Okay.. It's right there, Rin." look at Jihan in the street alley.

Because it was close, Jihan approached the location of the goddesses descending from the sky. So on landing, Jihan was styled like a man stopped dancing. Set. auw..!! Lovely.

"Udah Rin's.."

The neighbor who had been driving, passed in front of Jihan. The neighbor cuek. Jihan watched until the highway, her man did not look. So Jihan ignored.

A young man entered the alley after the neighbor, so Jihan did not notice him. Then this Motsport rider stopped in front of Jihan.

"Lin..??"

The young man did not care and got off his mount and he directly stepped on the support while lifting the vehicle.

Gejligh! The motor is also stable.

Latitude reached into the pocket of the back of his jacket, then touched the surface of the object he took. He also leaned against the motor while keeping the phone on the side of the head.

"Gue is here.. Lin," said Jihan.

The latitude did not answer. He smiled at people passing by.

"Why isn't he listening to Rin?"

You occupy the space of my existence. So that's how it is

"Ouh pantesan you always know, I'm this-that."

Alright. I'll answer the call

I heard a favorite song, sayup. But before long playing, the clicking sound stops the music.

Yes Young Master? Please..

"Giz? Sorry, I bothered you. My paradoxical sign is on. Can I get in Nutrition?"

Wait for something for a second. I'm with my Master monitoring you

"Well," said Lintang. He waited a little, looking behind him, left, then took out his hand which had occupied his pants pocket.

"Hey! Here woy!"

He didn't hear you, this rainbow spot in Jihan's cubit thumped. ..**s**during the main-timeline. Likewise with its participants

"Ooh. Tell me to come in. But the password, uh. the key, umm.. How is Rin?"

Please come in Young Master

"Thank you, Nutritional."

The latitude closes and puts the phone back in the jacket.

"Please enter Young Master," Jihan repeated, but who was told to board Motsport instead.

Brm..!! Brrmmm.. Latitude left Jihan, even passing through the house of Jihan.

"Eh, miss woy! That's to the mosque..!"

"Ah yes. Thanks.." the voice behind Jihan.

"Ehh! Asterghfirullah's.."

Jihan was shocked to find a transparent shadow nearby, Lintang was scratching clumsily, like entering a girl's room, surprising its occupants. "Ngng, I'm sorry. gini spasm."

"What do you mean?"

"Kayak at home, ngng, your driver has not opened the door. I'm translucent, get in here."

"Ouh what. If the door is opened, what is the sign?"

"Ngng. bentar. Qorin you know how I care about him. Just stay away."

The transparent Latitude body disappeared without a trace as it floated towards the alley archway.

There Jihan found the car's speed backwards, the motor backwards, the pedestrian in front of the alley, the same movement-time, back to a few seconds ago. Everything that moves, Jihan finds is being reversed, including clouds.

"Wah. opened so lonely gini the world. It's a tangled cassette in the movie, Rin."

Everything still moves like a clockwise turn in a time machine. Until Jihan sees Mamah and Bapak the friendly way from the house to the front of the alley.

"Romeo's.. Juliet's.."

Jihan herself saw herself chatting the three in front of the house. In the hours and minutes of Jihan hugging Mamah, the speed of movement was reduced, so Jihan saw herself retreating in her running, and in the end the reverse stopped. All those who move quietly in the position of the middle Jihan avoid the reliability of the motor.

Bwuph! The blue mist near Jihan appeared.

Please come in Young Master

The set! Latitude was present, landing from his jump. His body is still transparent.

Jihan ignored her guests, because she was looking around the rider, and Lintang also nimbrung noticed.

The slightly backward latitude gave way to Jihan who was on a detour.

"Hmm, there was a thief apparently. It's the wrong place."

"Ooh. Thank ye. It's my paradox."

"Ehhh.."

"Around three o'clock, the alarm sounds valid."

"Continue saying anything? Sori my position again open ketek gini. Insecure pose."

"Kalo for example this direction emang to the highway, of course we have already heard the sound of the exhaust. Your mama's in there probably already pissed."

"Here I was confused as if someone had forgotten. But also cork. Keep still. Ah, it's hard anymore."

"So what's up? If I study again, will I come?"

"Hm. Okay. May. I'm also a new kid. Gini's.. Our timeline space is next to each other, so I'm saying you're a security guard. Although the guard, you do not have to report, because the object is automatically visible to me as well. Actually I'm here to make Vactube nyari. Oh yeah, he's wearing skin char my schoolmate, who's a biker gang. That's why I know where my driver is."

"So isn't ngincer lo, Lin?"

The latitude shook quickly. The chin is again rubbed while staring at the observed object.

Jihan kept quiet, letting her timeline guests think hard. He also heard, Lintang clucked and when he saw it, the thinker was kneeling with a massage of forehead.

Jihan's face turned anxious, looking to help but not so understanding. Jihan was quiet again, exhale.

"Right, don't you have a vacum?"

Jihan didn't talk, other than looking.

"Yes is okay. I continued comb to the Diandra room. This is a barin, don't tie it up."

Jihan sighed. As expected, Lintang was not talking to him.

"Come Han. We're advancing to Dian's door address."

"Haa.. How's it going?"

"Seek for a driver. But there's also a manual."

"It's a manual first, let's learn."

"good. Its handle. Wherever you look at the clock and the destination is my timeline, then touch your ticket is cubit until the fog appears. Since you opened up here, the fog appeared here. You manual to the next minute because Diandra understand you."

"Oh yes, there is a flame again," looked Jihan on her hastanya skin. "But this is the point of waking me up often at bedtime."

"Valid's. What dream is Han?"

"Sir lecturer, the stun bat."

"That's your entrance ticket, huh? If I fit cas hape, when the elbow again hit by a coffee spill. So here's the sign."

Jihan finds thumb skin Bright dotted latitude about the size of a smartphone indicator light.

"Dine. Oh so that's called a ticket.. Uh, I want to have Dian. The ticket is on the back of the hand. Who's gonna shove him, huh?"

"Touch the ticket while looking at the clock. Your eyes as binoculars, the target is clockwork or numbers if you look at the screen."

"How else can you drive a bike? Ato again the guitar's metic.."

"Some lusids have already moved the ticket to the tip of the tongue."

"Pinter too. What's the point, anyway?"

"Case ticket. Well, now context your friend."

"OKAY. But.. Is it really just gini doang?"

"Prove it.."

"Hhh.. Okay. Okay." Okay."

Jihan touches the ticket while waiting for the effect.

Yep! What's?!

Just one second waiting, Jihan's two shoulders lifted, startled.

"Ngee.. Pissing really. Shock me. Kirain you're Rin."

Elo khan told my host to sleep. Sleep was built. Hhh.. My greget is with your employer this is Niz

"Yin. I'm still outside. Bukain dong his house, ato his timeline."

Wait ten hours later!

"Huh..? What did he mean Lin? Pass my dong prayer..?"

"Not real time. It's just a fog address or an entrance."

"Got long. Ten hours.."

"You drive the ticket. Focus the imagination."

"Oh yes." Jihan was still stunned by the situation on the street alley. There's a lot of guys tonight wearing sarongs, girls wearing mukane. "This is magrib khan? They go to the mosque usually."

"You can ignore this false shadow of thought."

Jihan pressed her finger rather strongly. The fog nearby pulsed and instantly disappeared.

Gwvu.. iph!!

"Trapped. Back again," Pinta Lintang.

"Ouh yes. Sorry Lin. Duh.. It's hard not to see the clock.."

People walked backwards closer to the mosque. Formerly a conditioned alley was deserted in the middle of the night, now back to the clock isya where the neighbors are solemn orahiyat.

In the alley was also recorded Mamah and Mr. came home with a pot of food.

"Too reverse."

"I. yeah. Tuh Pouch make me laper," commented Jihan while continuing to hold her arm, like a person was hit by a scuff of part of her skin.

"Yes, let's find a time marker."

"Yes. Om Farhan's house is Lin. There are no snacks in sight. The guy's still out of town."

"May there be no offerings."

"It can be lo."

After drifting away from the portal and the shadow of the paradox, the two reached the living room, entering by way of penetrating the house.

No. no. No.. The second needle rang out in the silence of the room, showing at 16:57.

Because inside the room, the situation outside was unknown. With ease, Jihan remote clockwise.

Errr...rrrh..!!

Gwubh!

The timeline door appeared near them. Jihan immediately let go of the handle. Latitude approaching the fog style of Sea Horse, his ghost body sucked into small.

Jihan immediately followed the Latitude way, hovering near the blob that contained the white dot and..

The wuutts!! The clouds instantly grew.

In the room that Jihan knew, the body was still floating, the girl found her friend had twins. "Dian?"

"This is the driver," said Lintang on the side-covered, bolted.

"Hooaam.mm. walaikumsalam.." cuek Diandra opened the page of the book, sitting next to the bed with his legs propped up by a pile of books.

Srekhs..!

"Hhh.. Bookkeeper."

"Paradok is not here. I'm behind abis's affairs."

Shuut!! Speak Latitude through the ceiling of the room finished ordering.

"God.."

"Morang..?" diandra asked her body just like Lintang.

"Superior dong. Not for njir.."

Jihan had already collapsed sideways after landing asking for food.

"Lo makes himself a cake. He's my employer," the blanketed Diandra moves the rampaging rada.

"Can't do that.. You're the same guest should mulyain him sincerely."

"Combo. So habituation.."

"Lo eleven twelve is Nina," Jihan said.

"Emangs. Napa trus?"

"Gue is still immoral.."

"Emang yes."

"Basic jeans.."

"Basic of people."

The sofa of the room was empty, Diandra was leaving, letting them argue, which was indeed the tension of the two being unclear.

"Elo turned out to make me become a panda."

"Lo who makes me feel stressed."

"Khan it's your job, help."

"Elo destroyer of events, hobby bother you know?"

"Males ah's. People have been beaten up again."

"Even learning at home is disturbed."

"I have karma. Right elo want permanent judes too."

"It's elo diem, Han. There below, chat with the tiles."

"What am I going to say."

"Udah. Males. Not here."