Two Twins Separated
31 | SIMILAR

Vian sat by the window.

“Dad, actually Daddy wants to visit a place like what? Not usually I go to Semala. What else now take me.”

“You will know when we have arrived later,” replied his father. They crossed a steep highway. Their travel routes are mostly greeted by potholes that impede travel.

Vian looked out the window. “Indeed a trip to Semala does test guts like this?” asked Vian who was starting to look bored constantly being in the car. “Then is there no other way to go to Semala? We could have died on the way, Father.”

“It's already halfway through. The road is broken we will often encounter. But in a moment, when we are close to the previous, the road will be smooth again. Be patient a little,” his father said again.

“Daddy, that roadblock is broken. Why doesn't anyone fix it?” Vian pointed at a roadblock that had been out of shape. Not just that. Around the road barrier there are also some car brake marks.

His father saw what Vian saw. He closed his eyes to see it clearly. After that, he leaned back on the car seat. “Entahlah. Looks like an accident. Probably a long-standing accident.”

Vian turned his head. He saw that road again. “The cliff is so high as the former accident place? Very bad. Is it possible that the person involved in the accident has died?”

“Yes. It's probable. What else if they fall from a cliff that high. The chances of survival are very small. Father also often heard that the place has claimed many lives. Sounds creepy, huh?”

While putting on a flat expression, Vian shook his head. “Of course not. Are you scared?” goda.

His father laughed, turning his face away. “Do not joke. Dad's not that wimpy.”

A few moments on the way, they finally passed. A smooth road has been seen, a sign has arrived in Semala City. Vian pulled the phone out of his pocket. He pointed the phone at the view of Semala City that he had just witnessed.

“What are you doing?” ask father.

Vian smiled and showed his teeth. “Making a view in Semala City. It turns out this is the condition in Semala. Beautiful too.”

The car drove, exploring Semala City more deeply. The same tall buildings as in Shomba. They passed the edge of Semala. From there is the city of Shomba which is only bounded by the river.

“Other times if you come here, I will bring my prospective girlfriend,” said Vian while photographing some objects in Semala.

“Basic youth,” says his father. “Master, we have arrived in the center of Semala City. Where do you want to go first?” ask the Driver.

“Florist. Take us there,” replied his father. The driver without saying any more directly drove the car to the place in question.

Vian looked confused at the answer from his father. “Wait, Dad. Is it possible you want to propose to a woman as a substitute for Mom?”

His father wore a flat expression. “Of course not.”

“Yes, Dad. Turns out this is why you took me to Semala. That's why you didn't want to tell her in the first place, right?” ask her again without caring about her father's previous speech. “Dad cruel once.”

His father still had a flat face, shaking his head. “I told you it wasn't.”

“Dad, if you want to marry another woman, I will run away from home with my sister,” threatened Vian. His father patted Vian on the forehead.

“I told you not to. Who wants to marry who? Your conclusion is too wrong,” replied his father annoyed.

Vian was back. “So it's not that, huh?” tanyakanya. His tone of voice was slightly lowered. Then he laughed at himself. But it's still a big question for Vian. Why did her father go buy a bouquet of flowers?

Shortly after, the driver stopped the car. “We have arrived, Mr.” Vian's father gave him some money, then rushed down from the taxi. Vian also came down, saw the place where his father was going.

“Cemetery? Dad went here for a pilgrimage?” vian asked as he stepped into the Cemetery. His father who walked slightly in front only nodded.

Vian watched every tomb he went through. Everything is very clean and well maintained. They headed to a tomb not far from the entrance. His headstone was slightly higher than the others.

Dr. Ryan put the flowers he had brought to the tomb. “Iwan, sorry I just got to visit your grave. Its me. I came with my son, Alvian. As per my promise, I have brought her here.”

Vian approached the tomb, occasionally looking at his father's face. “What is he Dad's best friend?”

Father nodded. “Yes. She is a friend and a meritorious person who helps your mother when she gives birth to you. He died a few years ago in an accident. Exactly when you were a kid. Actually every year I visit his grave without your knowledge. But on this occasion I brought you too,” explained his father. He lowered his head, pulling the weeds that grew around his tomb. “He loves you and your brother very much too. He said he wanted to see you when he was older. But his wish could not be fulfilled because the death picked him up first.”

Vian was silent at his father's explanation. He looked at the tomb. Suddenly his heart was touched. “I understand.” He held his hands together, looking down for a little while. “Thank you, Uncle. I will always remember my Uncle. Calm down there.” Vian pulled out the weeds that disturbed the tomb.

Suddenly his phone vibrated from inside his pants pocket. Vian pulled out his phone, someone was calling him. “Aduh, Brother. I want to pick up the phone first, Father.” Vian receives a call while walking away from Iwan's grave. He stopped near a tree.

“Hmmm. If you miss me, sorry. I'm not kangen,” he said casually. The voice from the phone mimicked someone who was vomiting.

“What is it who misses you. Don't slur a lot. I called you because there was a need,” said her brother.

Vian leaned against the trunk of that tree. “Tell me what you want.”

“Because you're in Semala, please buy me goat's milk.” Vian put on a strange expression shortly after hearing her brother's words. “Ih, goat milk for what? For you to drink? Come on, don't be stupid. Cow milk is much better.”

“You are stupid. Just buy me what I tell you. Don't comment too much!”

“There is no goat milk in Shomba?”

“I prefer the ones in Semala. Just buy me what I tell you. OK? Bye,” said he immediately disconnected the call. Vian saved his phone back, rushing to get back.

“Dad, I'm coming.” A voice that sounds soft. Vian searched for the source of the voice. It reverses the body. His gaze suddenly fell upon a girl wearing a black coat. His straight black hair was allowed to unravel. Vian rubbed his eyes many times while blinking them. “Reva? Hold still. She really Reva?” muttered.

The girl sprinkled the tomb with the roses she carried. Vian hid from behind a tree, still watching the girl closely. “Hair, posture, voice really similar to Reva. What girl is Reva?”

The girl stood up again holding an object hanging from her neck. Vian's eyes widened. “That's not the necklace Reva wears? But why would he go to Semala to visit someone's grave. He even called him Dad.”

“Mother and I are fine. But he. I don't know how he's doing. But I'm sure he's fine at the moment,” he said, looking at his necklace.

Vian was even more surprised to hear his words. “I can't see his face clearly. Despite its many similarities to Reva, but I can't draw any conclusions so.”

Before long, the girl moved from her father's grave. Vian went back into hiding, watching the girl's every move. He looked down a lot, his footsteps were slow.

“The face is invisible,” muttered Vian. After quite a distance away, Vian headed to the tomb that the girl had just left behind. The tomb belonged to a man named Alfred, visible from his tombstone.

“So, the father of the girl is Alfred? Looks like I need Kevin.”'s help