DIFFERING
Chap 26 (Luka is Back)

...Understand that typo scattered, have not had time to ngedit. Tired of pulkam🤧 Eh-kok confat🙄 ...

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...Survival is the key when destiny returns to wounds. Perhaps, this is the way the Universe matures us that never aligns. ...

The night after the twins return home from Zoya - Siska uncovers all her intentions, revealing a new destiny for both of them. Apparently, a new wound greeted them that night. The house that they had considered a paradise a few days ago, as the place to go home, disappeared again. It's like the Universe doesn't want them to be happy.

The first thing that greeted the two was the rowdy of glass objects that hit the floor to cause a loud sound to be thrown into the house. The crack that was no longer normal forced it closer towards the two adults who were aiming at each other with sharp gazes full of anger.

"Well, Mah what's the matter?" Varo's voice made the two men turn their heads. Staring alternately at the two men who were now staring at them questioningly.

The gazes of the two scanned the surroundings, the broken plate scattered on the floor. Also some kitchen furniture is no longer in place.

"We take care of them" said Genandra then moved until her body was lost swallowed by the bedroom door.

Miranti sighed heavily, sitting herself in the dining table seat. Covering his face with both palms until the sob slowly came out.

Varo and Vero fell silent with their own thoughts. Really, their minds now cannot be invited to think positively. Previously, the two parents continued they never had a big fight until all the goods became impingements.

"Well, everything's fine, right?" asked Varo, still standing at the beginning. His sister approached Miranti, rubbing her frenzied shoulder because of the desperate sobbing she endured.

"You go to the room, take a break. Mom is okay, don't think about it. It's a small matter of Mama and Papa, you don't have to interfere" Miranti replied in a hoarse voice.

In the heart of Varo and Vero sure, this time it is not a small matter if you see the condition of his parents' anger. "Mama sure? If it is a small problem why all the goods become impingement? This is not your type to solve the problem" said Varo began to step up, pull the chair beside Miranti and then hold the woman's hand.

"Yes, I just misunderstood. You guys go in the room, let Mama get this done."

"No need to Mah. We're both in order, Mama if you want to nenangin yourself in the guest room. Varo will make warm tea."

Miranti just nodded. "Ma, Mama can tell us if there's a problem. Don't cut it yourself, yes" said Vero.

"Yes dear. Thanks to ya."

Miranti then stood up, stepping leaving the two who were still staring at her back.

The rough breathing sound of Varo diverted his sister's attention. "Gue guess, the problem is not that trivial."

"Gue hope it's not that big" Varo said.

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The morning that is the beginning of all that has passed last day should not begin with calmness as well as a curved line of lips? But, somehow the morning at home was colored with the loud voice of Genandra who echoed. The two teenagers still in the dream woke up. Until I sucked the loud voice into his eardrum until it pierced the deepest recesses. In that instant, the world of both collapsed again.

"Whatever! Now, we're splitting up this second too!."

After the sentence flowed so smoothly, greeted with a row of broken glass that I don't know what it is. Until the sound of Miranti's shout again made a crack of both.

"okay! We're divorced! You take care of everything!."

"The kids are with me!."

Genandra stared intently at Miranti who had just taken a unilateral decision. "No! They'll come with me!."

Miranti laughed cynically. "I won't let the kids live with a depraved man like you!."

Plaques

The hard slap diverted the etiquette of the two teenagers who then moved from their beds. Both stopped not far from the two adults who were now staring at the two. "Turn your things! Come with Papa to the new house."

"No, don't listen to him! You guys stay here with Mama!."

"Well, are you able to support the two of them with your boutique?! It's free if I take this to the law, they certainly won't let the kids live with you who have no income!."

"I'm his mother! I am more worthy of both of them. And don't forget, you're an asshole! There's no way the children's court can stay with you!."

"You're just saying what Miranti is! Children remain-."

"STOP!."

The veins on the face as well as Varo's arm began to be imprinted. I looked at the two adults in turn. Then step closer. "Shall we speak well, Mah Pah?."

"Not necessarily like this. Especially bring the word divorce," continued Varo.

"Udah can't be Var! Papa you chose that woman over Mama. Enough, enough to get here anyway," said Miranti who no longer let out her tears. Yeah right, she doesn't deserve to shed those tears just for a guy like Genandra. All this time he considered a good husband. Turns out, Miranti was wrong.

"You mean Mama?" asked Vero.

"Ask your Papa!."

Varo's hand was clenched tightly. Turning to look at Genandra who stared blankly ahead. Varo is no longer a child to be explained about the meaning of every word of his mother. Until the boy's hand pulls Genandra's collar quite firmly. Wielding the Netra Genandra that he had difficulty reading.

"Don't you say, who is that woman? Who's the woman who dares to make Papa like this?! Who's Pah?!."

Genandra. Enjoying every word of Varo was also the boy's firm grip with his eyes closed. Then opened his eyes that immediately met with the two eyeballs Varo. "Sorry."

A word that really provokes the emotions of Varo who wants to throw a fist to his Papa if only Vero did not immediately pull his body away.

"Udah Var! Do not follow the emotions!," shouted Vero holding Varo's body still in revolt.

Miranti was silent. His sight no longer radiated life. There is nothing more to defend. Anything that starts with crying and hurt will never end happily. So, enough to get here. Because Genandra's choice was the beginning of her heart's destruction.

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Yeah, correct. If the twins were different. In terms of properties that are equally unidirectional. But, the stubbornness of the two was completely indisputable at all. Present both in this world is also not on their will. Destiny has designed everything very nicely. Putting the two together in the same way that feels different. After this one week through a full day of drama, both are still the same as their respective egos. After the decision the two adults managed to make both of them become like this. Like a stranger. Stretching each other a distance that is difficult to erode.

"Gue would've told you that if there was any more trouble you could talk to me."

"Yes, it shouldn't be a family problem story to me, either" Zoya continued. Because it's true, it doesn't have to be the child telling family problems to others. Like Zoya for example.

Varo looked far ahead. Either now the decision he took was right or wrong.  Until Vero does not want to obey his will.

"So, you fought with Vero because of what?."

"Didn't both of your parents agree to bring one of you? Isn't that fair?."

Varo then turned his head quickly towards Zoya who immediately closed her mouth. Was his statement wrong?

"For Varo no! We have never separated from each other before. And until whenever Varo does not want to separate from the only Varo family," he explained pressing every word.

"Sorry" said Zoya. Ah, true. It's not that easy to separate the two lives that have been living together. Even since in the womb.

"Vero doesn't want Varo to stay together. Cuckoo at that time. He'd rather stay with Papa."

Zoya just kept quiet. Giving a demand from his gaze for Varo to continue. "Say Vero, we still need them. He doesn't want to worry about the two of them if we're more willing to live alone."

"But Varo disagrees. Varo does not want to stay apart from Vero. Moreover, Vero will stay with Papa's new family."

The boy breathed heavily. What a very smooth plan of the Universe. In a matter of time his newly improved family was destroyed as destroyed. It is impossible to restore the situation as before.

"Var, I don't know what advice. I don't want to take sides with either of you, but-I hope that the decision of the two of you will not make the relationship of sister and sister destroyed. Enough of your parents' relationship, you're the same Vero don't."

Varo. Digesting word for word that Zoya throws. Indeed, in the depths of Varo's heart he still could not accept all this. Everything's too fast. Until his mind alone is unable to digest all this.

"Var, the strong yes."

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For two days he lived in a house that was foreign to him. And those two days his mental state was slowly tested. When the man he had to call his brother began to give him gifts. A gift that is not as good as it should be. But, Vero was so grateful that it was not Varo who got the prize. Because, he did not want his brother was again injured. Let him atone for the sin that made Varo suffer because it was always compared to Miranti and Genandra.

Vero was also very grateful when Papa's decision chose him to go with him. If only he had not stayed with Papa now, perhaps Varo would have suffered this torment. A gift from the man who just walked into his father's life. Which makes Genandra inattentive to her sacred promise with Miranti.

"Basic is not becus! I did not have to go home if I did not bring the drink I asked to buy, bego!," he shouted so loudly. While the child was still silent, enjoying every cold water that pierced to his death.

"Answer! Have no mouth?!."

The burly hand pulled the already soaked hair until the master grimaced. Draw those two innocent eyeballs. If the boy could fight, he would fight him from the beginning. But what power if he was just a little bit of this man in front of him.

"Does you dare to argue with me, huh?!," the voice was full of emphasis.

"Gue is still under the age of Bang. Can't buy the liquor you told me to."

"Have, excuses! Why don't you tell me you're over seventeen?!."

"Can't Bang. Must show ID too. Why not buy yourself a bang?."

Apparently, the reply from him even made the man hooked. Until the head of his half-brother was the target of his anger. Banging it against the back wall. Until the groan of pain came out of the master.

"capable! I don't want to know, you should be able to buy that drink for me! Otherwise, you know the consequences!."

The man then stood up, stepped out of the bathroom with a door slam that further made the buzz in the child's ear become.

"Var, help me."

After a word of it it was only dark that he encountered. The calm silence returned to pick her up after yesterday her stepbrother did something similar.

"Juna, what are you doing in Vero's room?" asked the woman who saw her only son come out of her stepson's room.

Juna smiled closer to the mother who was like going into her room right opposite to Vero's room.

"Just check on Mah, he's asleep or not. Want me to play a game, uh-even already molested first."

The woman smiled warmly. Handing over a glass of milk that got a look of dislike from Juna. "Ck, I said Mah. Juna is already big, already sitting on the lecture bench. No more milk."

"You've been to cake school, you want to marry the important milk is still your body needs Juna."

"Lebay is very Mah. Juna wouldn't have died if he didn't drink milk?!."

"Hustt can't say that!."

"Judah if you don't want to make Vero, then" he continued.

"Not Mah! Vero's sleeping, let Juna have a drink."

It's better to drink it than Mama knows she's lying. After returning the empty glass, the Mama then went down to leave him who was still faithful standing there. With a slanted smile staring at the door of the room, while there are lives in it that are closed. Accompanied by a cold hug the bathroom floor which from now on will be his friend. I don't know until when.

He, Arjuna wiyasakti. The son of the woman named Anggraini will begin to give a new story in life that has been scratched destiny.

On the other hand, Varo slammed his net upset. There have been so many messages and calls he sent for his twin brother. However, there is no reply at all. Only the voice of the female operator repeatedly replied. Since Vero moved, and the two are no longer his sister was difficult to contact. But no matter how hard Varo called Vero, it never got this way. And anxious about the thing that Varo did not know was suddenly approaching him.

"Where the hell is it, Ver?."

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