We're Twins

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I don't know why I cried this afternoon on the train. Had my twin been crying somewhere, this was not the first time she had cried like this.

As a child, she used to cry a lot, whether it was because she was punished by her adoptive parents or she was beaten by her schoolmates. But after I entered Junior High, the crying stopped until now.

Whether it was Junior High he was happy, or he still felt sad but just harbored his feelings.

This is what I always ask in my heart, I want to cheer her up. Especially at this time he was sad again because of his girlfriend's stay.

I know what it's like to break up, so I know what my twin feels. And what makes me wonder is if he can also feel what I feel.

I'd love to see her, not because I want her back in my family, I just want to know if she feels the same way. Since I have always felt alone until now, no one has accompanied me in times of sadness and joy.

And surely only my separate twin brother could possibly understand me. I would love to meet him however I have to meet him. Because with us meeting, it might be possible to solve the problems that are happening to me and to her. I always hope and pray to God that we may be found. That way I can feel like I have a brother and I have a family.

After the journey home by train, I finally arrived at the next station and then I headed to my boarding place which was not far from the train station.

I'm heading to the boarding house on foot. Because I do not have much money, because I want to be independent and use enough money.

Arriving at the boarding house I immediately lay down to the bed while thinking about my twin.

"When can we meet?" ask in my heart

I thought and felt that he was near me, because on the way to go to college, I had a chance to cross paths with people who looked like me. If only I could ask her name.

"Assalamualaikum" someone knocked on Randy's door

"Astagfirullah" I was shocked, suddenly someone banged on my boarding door.

Randy also deskswab, "Wa'alaikumsalam" while looking for a door lock

"I brought food" cried the man behind Randy's door

"Wait a minute I'll find the keys first to open the door" Randy yelled at the man

"It's okay" said the man

"What do you need to do here?" ask Randy

"This is food for you" the neighbor gave his food to Randy's hand

Randy also received the food he was given. "Oh, yes, thank you" said Randy

The neighbor was slightly mince-talking, "Gue lives next to you, because rarely anyone stays in your room"

"Why rarely? Why in this room?" ask Randy

"Says this room is haunted...!!!" while shaking his voice

"Pantes only cost owners put a cheap price" I thought in my heart

Randy's neighbor tried to scare him again, "There's also a saying that there's a murder here"

"Gue is not afraid, after all I want to spend it here because my parents also do not care about me, if I am at home" replied Randy casually

"Hopefully your relationship with your family can be fine" said the neighbor

"Thank you" Randy told him

"It's the same" answered my neighbor

I closed the door after my neighbor left my room. After the sound of my neighbor's footsteps was gone, I ate the food my neighbor brought earlier, I ate with greed until there was nothing left, then slept because tomorrow there is a lecture schedule again.

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