Two Genius Ceo'S
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...بسم الله الر حمن الر حيم...

...Allahumma sholli a la sayyidina Muhammad wa ala ali sayyidina Muhammad....

...اللهم صلي عل سيدن محمد و عل ال سيدن محمد....

This morning Syahira was busy in the kitchen making breakfast for herself and Arsya. The intention is to finish breakfast later they will return to find Arsyi's whereabouts, yesterday after the rain subsides Syahira decided to go home because he did not want Arsya to fall ill.

"Arsiah," called Syahira while searching for her daughter's whereabouts.

They lived in a simple house but entered it quite decent to be a place to live.

"Arsya, baby."

For the second time Syahira called his eldest daughter there is still no answer from Arsya. Syahira walked towards the living room until there he saw Arsya who was staring at a photo of him and Arsyi.

"You must be missing Arsyi, son. Mother also miss your sister, hopefully out there she is okay. And hopefully we can quickly gather again," muttered Syahira staring at Arsya sad.

The mother of two children walked closer to her eldest who was still at home looking at a photo, one empty hand of Syahira stroking the top of Arsya's head made the little boy look at the mother.

"Let's find Arsyi together, after breakfast. Arsya also can't miss breakfast."

"But Alsyi's on the doorway there's no ointment?"

Syahira was unable to answer his daughter's questions, he is also now thinking about how Arsyi is doing, the boy is doing well out there.

"Mother is taking spatula," said Arsya again break the silence between himself and the mother. Not wanting to see Syahira grieving Arsya immediately smiled.

"Mother hasn't finished cooking yet, has she?"

"Astagfirullah, good thing you want your mother." Syahira patted his forehead slowly making Arsya laugh.

"There you finish the cooking first, after our salay directly cali Alsyi."

"Ready boss! Mother's son is very smart, mother cook first baby," said Syahira made Arsya nod in agreement.

After making sure if his daughter is okay Syahira returned to continue cooking. Syahira makes breakfast simple but this time he deliberately cooks more so that the afternoon does not need to cook again.

"You are where Nak is, mom is worried about you" muttered Syahira but she kept cooking.

In the guest runag Arsya still staring at a photo of himself with the twin brother. "You're missing where Alsyi is! Kemalin even though it has been promised to me and Mommy will not run anywhere," he was angry.

"Look at me I'll beat you if I meet his abis for mother khwatil anyway." Arsya rambled even more as if she was talking to her sister.

Geck...Geck...Tok...!

"Excuse me, Assalamualaikum," one said a greeting from outside the house.

"Arsiah please see for a moment who's coming, "send Shahira from the kitchen.

The kitchen and living room are separated by walls. So from the kitchen Syahira can still see a little gap what her daughter is working on.

"Both mother," he obeyed.

Arsya steps towards the door of the house immediately she opens the door slowly. "Wa'alaikumsalam" answered Arsya when the door was open.

"Allsa!" the little boy immediately hugged his twin.

Alvan was transfixed to see the two twin boys in front of him hugging each other, they were very similar at all.

"Alsyi, you have made your mother worried to know, Alsya sad mother is also sad." Arsya is not aware of Alvan's presence.

It seemed like the boy was very happy to be able to meet his twin again. "Sorry Allcya don't even yes Allcyi cama his coal is there evil ogang," he said.

"Where's the bad guy?" sahut Arsya reflex released their embrace both.

Again Alvan was stunned to see the reaction of these two young boys, since he did not know what to talk about eating Alvan just silent like a statue between these two boys.

"Easy penggi villainnya, Allcyi ucil," he said feel proud.

Realizing that there are other people's shadows Arsya turned her head to be able to stare. "He who is Alsyi?" point it at Alvan.

"Our father!"

"Selius? You're not lying." Arsyi.

Before greeting Alvan, Arsyi's twin brother looked at Alvan for a long time and vice versa. Alvan felt like he had a strong bond with both of them.

"Who's Arsya's guest?" shahira's voice from inside the house made Alvan so look into the house as well as the two boys.

With ease Syahira walked towards the door of the house even though he was still wearing short clothes and reproach on the knee and then the apron that protected his clothes. Do not forget the hair that is rolled until it shows clearly the neckline.

"Arsya si-" said Syahira stopped when his netra accidentally stare at the eagle netra belonging to Alvan.

"She," muttered Shahira softly for a moment she nailed in place.

"Beautiful," although Syahira could not hear what Alvan said, but she knew the motion of Alvan's lips to say the word 'Beautiful'

"Astagfirullah hal-adzim!" I was surprised that Syahira realized there was something wrong with her.

Bruk!

Syahira's reflex immediately closed the door of her house, she immediately ran towards her room. Now Syahira does not know where to touch his face so shameful he in front of a man who is not foreign to Shahira only wear short clothes and shorts only.

The three people who were still outside the house stared at the wonder of Syahira, so hard he closed the door almost made Arsya stagger forward fortunately Alvan moved quickly.

"Astagfirullah hal-adzim, now it must be how. But I feel like I've met that guy, where? I also felt close to him. But when and where we've met."

Outside the house.

"What's up, with Allcya's unda?" asked Arsyi confused.

"Not knowing."

"So your mother," said Alvan joined the conversation with the two boys.

"Benal it's our mother, let's go in first O-" Arsya confused to call Alvan with what name.

"Call me, just like Arsyi called me anyway."

"What about our father?"

Getting unexpected questions from Asrya Alvan scratched her ears that did not itch.

"Alvan's father, our father Allcya! We have a father."

"Why does Alsyi want him to be our father?"

"Good check," Arsya nodded.

Byurs!

Unexpectedly the rain immediately fell very heavily when previously there was no sign of rain coming. Arsya and Arsyi compact pulled Alvan's hand to enter the house.

"Huja father," said Arsyi gave understanding Alvan nodded happily.

"Dear Arshi," call Shahira who is already wearing shar'i clothes.

"Unda, Allcyi kangen unda."

"Mother is also missed dear, sorry can not take care of you well. Mother promises something like this, God willing, will never happen again. Neither with you nor Arsya."

Time and again Syahira rained his daughter kisses on the forehead and papi of the child, the eyes of Shahaira already teary-eyed felt He shed tears, Alvan who saw him still fixated. For some reason in his heart Alvan was eager to wipe away those tears.

"Don't cry."

"Allcyi who even did not hear the fire of the unda, even though Allcyi had promised not to run anywhere."

"Don't love it's the wrong mom.". Syahira took her two daughters into a warm embrace.