Twins Different Worlds
Tamu

"How, Mbah?" one question from the Irish made Asna, Livia's mother turned to the granddaughter. Beautiful parasites, fragrant blood, such a powerful spiritual aura, all within the Irish, his eldest great-grandson. The old woman took her breath in. How many souls do not want Irish, if all the things that can increase their energy are in the grandson.

"We still have to wait for water from Longchan Monastery. Because there he was born. There's a connection between him and that place."

Irish was silent, she felt confused as well as panicked. What if Han is unable to hold on until his uncle arrives. Or if Meli can find Somchai and bring him here.

Exciting chatter intertwined between Ivan and Isaac, the two brothers seemed to have a warm conversation. Never met since birth, making Ivan very happy to be given the opportunity to meet the brother who he admitted was very handsome. Perhaps the most handsome ghost Ivan has ever seen after watching various horror films and series is also a thriller.

"Make conversation!" irish snaps at two of his brothers.

"Ish, I'm cheating. Any time I could see you, but I never told Ivan. I protest, angry at you." Irish laughed at the complaint of her sister.

"Yes how, that's mbak's privilege as your twin brother. Everywhere is always together." Irish hugged Isaac who could only smile at the debate for his two younger siblings.

Ivan clucked in annoyance. He felt that all was unfair to him just because he was born later. "Don't quarrel. Have seen the. So no more kepo." Ivan nodded enthusiastically at Isaac's words.

"But remember, it's all a secret. Your mom and dad can't know." Asna's warning left Ivan bowed.

"Papa misses you very much. Once upon a time nongol kek front papa." Ivan Pinta.

"There is a hanging father!" Cut Irish fast. Ivan certainly denied that, the papa would be very happy to see Isaac even if only for a moment.

"Depart sometime." Isaac did not know that his parents missed him. He understands that. However, he cannot show himself to many people. Because he will be gone soon.

Silence enveloped the Irish room. The three of them saw Asna doing some moves making the protection around the Irish room stronger. Fencing the place with a ragged ancient spell that he knew. Holding back evil souls who want to get close.

"Old purchase is very good." Groused Irish. Irish thinks the ghost actually flew to Chiang Mai to call uncle Han.

While others were thinking about Meli, Ivan's vision returned to Han and his daughter. Ivan was obviously still curious about who the man in the bed of his brother was. It seems like the man is his age, not much different from their age. When her sister was dating the same. Ivan said in his heart.

"Aduuuhhh."

Aaaargghhhh

Two screams sounded simultaneously. Ivan was certainly surprised to see the appearance of a beautiful female ghost, although pale-faced. "Whose sister is she?" not even a chance to ask about Han, another stranger appeared in front of Ivan.

"He can see me?" ask Meli enthusiastically. Isaac and Irish nodded, making Meli smile. "Hello Van's..." Ivan immediately jumped into hiding behind Isaac, hearing Meli greet him. The question of how the ghost knew his name immediately stuck in Ivan's mind.

Along with that, the bell rang. Irish opens the door after Meli tells Nanto. The man came in after the door was opened. Nanto immediately cried to see Han's situation.

"He's the Somchai." Meli interrupted immediately. The beautiful ghost then told me the moment she got out of here. He saw Nanto driving. So he asked Nanto to take Meli to one place, where he could pass the time to go to Chiang Mai. His soul had just been restored, so Meli was still weak.

That's when Nanto asked, what to do to Chiang Mai. From there Nanto told me that he had a brother in Chiang Mai. Of all the series of stories, the tangled thread is reduced. Ananto Pramudya is the nephew of Somchai, who chose to live in the country. One thing Nanto didn't tell me was that he knew Han's father and mother.

"Mas..mas Han.... How is the story? Ma'am, it's a ghost. Sans.dal..."

Meli snickered at Nanto's call to her. Just become friends some time already play call slippers to him.

"Sorry..Mel. sorry. Look at the handsome ghost mas so when he heard he called you sandals." cengir Nanto lightly.

Seeing Nanto who looks worried, inevitably Isaac told me that Han had just dueled with the demon king who came to the Irish house yesterday. "The Demon King who took the pool."

Irish pinched Nanto's arm. Panicked face but a funny mouth. Not synchronous at all. Nanto hurriedly defended himself, that was how he thought. "Beautiful but cool. Mas Han woke up dong. Pakdhe is here again." Nanto said.

"It's that Om Pasha same aunt Natalie knows how?" Inner Nanto panicked. Somchai was deliberately flying to Surabaya following Han, the ponakan. One bad thing had happened to the young man.

When they all fell silent. Nanto could only sit under Han's bed. With Asna, the two waited for Han. "Anake who are you?" ask Asna.

"Ah mbah princess...."

Nanto's story flows into his second amusement while guarding Han. Meanwhile, Ivan also directly pointed at Irish about Han. Who was that man and why was he in the Irish room. Isaac and Irish turn to storytelling.

The night before its peak, when Asna suddenly opened her eyes. With Isaac and Meli. I felt a huge aura coming closer. Just then the mark on Irish and Han's forehead flashed faintly.

"What aura is this? Why does it feel foreign?" muttered Asna astonished. All my life I have never encountered an aura like this.

The three people stared at each other in alarm. The wind started to blow, blowing away the curtains that were on the windows of the Irish room. This aura should not be able to break through the fence Asna and Irish have created. But what happened was beyond belief. The Irish window shattered into pieces. Isaac immediately protected Asna, while Meli. Her energy was more than enough to protect her own.

The blast of Irish window glass is a magical explosion, so for ordinary humans will not cause injuries. The Irish, Ivan and Nanto did not wake up at all. It's like aji sirep. Drowning in sleep.

The aura was getting closer to the pressure of the powerful spiritual energy. Asna sharpened her senses, thinking who was the guest who came when Han's condition was not okay.

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