The Unrecognized Twins
38. You Who Yes..?

In the morning, the twins were still engrossed in their dreams. Mark couldn't have built both. Mark holds Azira while Barack holds Abrar. One hand Mark clasped Alea's hand down the stairs. Aunt Sari went down the back.

Mark who had rented a luxury apartment in downtown Jakarta, immediately slid into an apartment that had been prepared by his man.

"Is it far from here, Barack?" mark asked half sleepy.

"Not far, sir, because our car went directly to the toll and when we got off the toll, we already arrived at the apartment" Barack replied according to the map he read.

"Strict security guards in that apartment and don't let any guests meet my family!" tell Mark to Barack who is obedient.

"Ready sir!"

Alea was still leaning in Mark's arms holding Azira. Arriving at the apartment at dawn and Mark felt not strange anymore with the sound of the azan because every visit to an Islamic country must listen to the simple chants of azan here and there in every mosque.

The apartment is spacious enough to accommodate the six of them while in Indonesia. Alea, who was used to waking up every 4am, prepared to perform the morning prayers with her husband who was now confident to be his priest. Uda dawn prayers the two returned to chat.

"Honey. Does the human city of Jakarta never sleep?" ask Mark who along the road when getting off the toll has seen many vehicles passing by with several pedestrians.

"Sometimes here people spend their lives working and working, not caring about the time. While the Americans just squander their money in nightlife places to sip momentary pleasure. A life full of falsehoods" Alea said.

"It was their life choice. So, no one dares to bully them as long as they don't bother others" Mark said.

"Would living such a life make their lives quiet?" ask Alea.

"The calm was relative to their respective perceptions. So, there is no definite benchmark to make someone get calm" said Mark.

"alright. I'd like to prepare some papers that we'll take to court in the morning" Alea said.

"I will stand by you in court because I am the key witness. I did the surgery on the twins. I will silence your ex-husband's mouth with a barrage of evidence, be it physical, medical, medical reports and video footage as the operation progresses.

That way he'll see how you struggle for the twins to be free from diseases and physical disabilities that can be cured," timpal Mark was fiery as if he could not wait to face Rama and his proud family.

Alea approached her husband. Feeling most fortunate to get Mark who became a living witness in his struggle to care for the twins amid his busy life as the Indonesian Ambassador in America.

"I don't know, what should I do if there's no you beside me, Mark? it felt like I was almost desperate and gave up every time I saw my children had to be forced to undergo several surgeries until they were completely healed" Alea said.

"Listen darling! there's something I have to admit to you that I've been quiet all along" Mark said deliberately pausing his sentence.

"What about honey?" asked Alea curiously.

"Since the first time I met you at a Dubai airport restaurant, I've been in love with you at first sight. I was the one who was deliberately looking for an excuse to make you angry just to be noticed by you," Mark honestly made Alea gawk.

"Huh...? You're totally outrageous..!" irritated Alea then hit Mark's arm in a row.

"I thought you were a girl at first. But knowing you had to eat because you were breastfeeding, I was heartbroken" Mark said, freezing Alea.

"Currently you like junk like me" Alea screeched.

"Letter the wreckage but the wobble remained steady," teased Mark and retreated to avoid a blow from Alea who was directly chasing him.

"Basar perverted man...! Look out for you..!" threaten Alea while chasing Mark with a bolster pillow.

Arriving at the courthouse, the twins walked in with their parents. The two were flanked by Mark and Alea and joined hands with each other.

When climbing the stairs to the courtroom, there was a very stressful meeting in that place.

Apparently, Mrs Tini did not come to that place with her son alone, but she also invited the media to attend the child custody lawsuit filed by her son Rama on Alea.

With the already steady intentions of the house, Madam Tini concocted her sinister plan to humiliate Alea in front of reporters. But now his guts are quite shriveled when he saw the face of his biological grandson directly.

The evil intention was instantly gone when his heart trembled to see his descendants who had only been able to see both on the screen and mobile phone now in front of him so real.

"Abrar...!"

"Azzira...!"

Lirih Madam Tini hoarse with a foggy view full of crowded collected on the chest.

His clenched hand held back his yearning with a grandmother's instincts on his granddaughter. There is no drama there. What is seen now is the sincere honesty he appears because of the strong blood flowing to the twins.

"Are you grandchildren?" she held back the crying.

Abrar and Azira looked at each other and looked at their grandmother's face again with a flat gaze.

"Who are you..?" abrar's question sounded ketus with a flat face.

"I.m..i..mu ..your grandmothers, dear. Didn't your mother tell you that you have family on your biological father's side, hmm?" ask Madam Tini as if she wants to be recognized by her twin granddaughter.

"It looks like grandma's got the wrong address, huh. We are not your grandchildren, we also do not feel that we have had other families besides Mother and Daddy Mark" Azira said with a trivial look again haughty.

"Honey. Grandma knows, surely your brain has been poisoned by your mother until you are asked not to admit your biological father's family, is that it?" ask Madame Tini with her cruel accusation.

"Does this good mother of ours have such vile intentions as grandmother? Can we who are geniuses be indoctrinated by ambitious parents such as grandmothers who have made grandmother's sons hate our mothers? grandma didn't need to know how we could know without having to dig through the past information of our mother's domestic life with the grandmother's son. Obviously we know everything.

And wait in the courtroom there, grandma because soon grandma's ears will explode and grandma's eyes will widen as we expose grandmother's cruelty to our mother with frightening facts that grandma will witness. I can't wait for that anymore. Come on, let's start a war, grandma...!" challenge Abrar who looks very vocal in conveying his thoughts that are so diplomatic.

"Astaghfirullah...! Is this the result of your mother's upbringing that treats people older than you to be rude?" lady Tini's boyfriend who no longer respects her granddaughter Abrar looks defiant on her.

"I'm like this because the mistress is also because she has treated our mother more than I did to grandma" Abrar sarcastically said.

Visual Marks

visual Abrar

azira