Getting Married Due to Misunderstanding
1. Alisha's Regret

When the weekend comes, I usually sleep until noon. Just get up for dawn prayers. But my sleep this time is not too deep, because of the ringing phone that reads since. Even though today is a great pleasure for me to sleep as I want, because it is getting monthly guests. Covering the pillow in the ear only makes the patience more drained. I got out of bed looking for a phone on the nightstand. The dark brown rectangular flat object vibrated, with the name 'princess Alesha' on the phone screen.

Can that kid just once make my life quiet? I just want to sleep well. That's just nothing more.

I shifted the green panel, and Alesha's face immediately appeared on my phone screen. Looks like the kid accidentally made a whatsapp video call, just to make sure if his twin didn't lie when he wanted to ask for help. Alesha once contacted me not because she was considerate. Rather intentionally making my life difficult. That's the worst hobby that no one else knows.

"What's the matter, early in the morning already video call? I'm not your personal driver." I asked when the video call took place.

"To him you're at this hour, what time is Al?" Alesha asked back.

"Don't have to be complicated, whip to pick up where?" I'm a little emotional. Every Sunday morning Alesha has a magazine photo shoot schedule. The face and height of Alesha is very supportive to be a model. He chuckles softly.

"I haven't told you yet, you know." Said. I'm just pissed off.

"You take a breath, I know what you're thinking." I said.

"Hurry, please send me the address!" I said. He nodded in agreement and closed the video call unilaterally. Alesha sent the address via whatsapp.

^^^Princess Alesha : Arka Studi*, on Jl. Palatine IV No.8, RT.10/RW.4, Menteng Dalam, Kec. Tebet, South Jakarta City. ^^^

I picked up black jeans and a black biker jacket. After that I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I'm not a woman who likes to do things for long. After five minutes passed, I was wearing clothes and black boots that were still clean. While my hair intentionally braided at the top right up to the tip near the ear, then let my curly hair down.

FYI, Alesha can't drive a motorcycle or a car. So everywhere if there was a sudden affair he made me his personal unpaid driver. He is unable to drive because he does not want to learn. As a result she became a princess who did not have royal noble blood.

When I was downstairs looking for the car keys, "look for what's Alisha's mom?" asked Aunt Nika who was suddenly behind me. Somehow when people approached me without warning I was immediately surprised. Surprisingly again, when the person gave the cue first so as not to surprise me, I was still surprised. He was one of the longest-serving workers in our home since Kak Hanzal Adnan was still in the womb.

"Look at the car keys that I often carry?" ask me while looking for car keys on all nightstands.

"The car is no longer in the house, Ms. Alisha."

"Is my mom not on vacation today?"

"She said there was a sudden business,"

"All right, I'm on a motorcycle. If Mama or Papa wants me, please tell me that I'm picking up Alesha." I clearly. I completely forgot something, if I wasn't an important part of them.

"But it's like Mama or Papa won't find me. Because I'm just their shadow." Continue with a fairly slow tone.

"Bak Alisha don't say that." Said Aunt Nika.

"But that's the truth, Bi. If so, I'll go straight away. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumussalam," I immediately ran to the garage to heat the motor first. I took two helmets, one I wore and the other I put behind the seat of the Kawasaki Ninja 250 SE ABS motorcycle. This bike is not mine, but Hanzal's bike. We usually call him Anzal. He really likes ninja bikes. Sometimes I regret the attitude of Mama to their two favorite children. Which makes them both become spoiled children and depend on their parents. For me to be different, I find it very difficult to get what I want. I pulled the motor out of the garage.

The motor split the front road of the house, until I finally drove the motor at a rather high speed. When I reached my destination for about 20 minutes, I saw Alesha standing at the entrance of the studio with Mama. Looks like the new mom is coming. Seen from the way he hugged Alesha and kissed her forehead and two cheeks. Mama wears a hijab combined with a mocca-colored kebaya. Mama also wears high heels as high as seven inches, even though the height of Mama is classified as high as about 168 inches.

For Mama, Alesha is like one body with Mama. Wherever you go, there's Alesha. Alesha really grew up to be the golden child of Mama and Papa. I took a motor to get to him. Even if my heart is scratched a little. I shouldn't feel jealous, considering I grew up without the affection of both my parents.

"Alisha, are you here too?" mama asked somewhat surprised. I pulled out the motor key and then standardised the motor. Even if I am a person who always acts indifferent, it does not mean I eliminate manners to everyone, especially for my parents.

"Wait," said Mama, stopping my steps. "If I hadn't come here, would you have picked up Alesha on that ninja bike? Don't you feel sorry if his skin burns. Alesha is a model, should be without me warning you're aware of that." He said, I just kept quiet without answering anything except said Mama who I hurled. And with a pretty low tone. While Alesha was only speechless by putting on a plain face that was annoying like innocent.

"I don't want to prolong the problem." Said Mama. "Let's go, baby, we're home! Mama does not want your skin for nothing, later it can have a bad impact on your model career." Mama said with Alesha's hand, they walked to Mama's car. They just left without saying anything. My mom always used my calls when talking to everyone except our family. Does your mom think of me as someone else? I don't know. The more you think about it, it will only hurt.

"What vampire is he, his skin can burn? It's really free for me to come here, if people are picked up, instead of saying sorry cake or what cake. He was even left to go." I said monologue after they both went away from me. I was really annoyed every time I saw his actions being so uncaring, as if he had done nothing wrong. One more thing, when Mama talked to me, she always called herself by the word Me. I feel like I'm not his son.

I went back on the bike and went home. Strangers think having twins is fun. But all I got was exile. I'm so for them. Sometimes my jealousy towards all of them makes me feel so indifferent no matter what. People around always think of me as a person who is indifferent and has no feelings. Though I am a person who feels at once quickly responded by maintaining the feelings of others.

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When I got home, I went straight into the house after putting a motorbike in the garage. I didn't see the car Mama was wearing. Maybe they're leaving. But I saw a foreign car in the garage there were about three. When I entered after saying the greeting, all the men who might be the same age as Kak Hanzal immediately answered my greeting and turned towards me quite compactly. When stared at like that, let alone their gazes were like harboring a thousand questions. I immediately walked out of the living room.

As I walked into the house, I overheard them throwing questions at Brother Hanzal.

"Is he your brother or not?"

"Well, he's my brother, why?"

"Smake it too, I think you just have Alesha."

"Alesha can't get him."

"Can I get a decetin?"

"May, take it there." Said Brother Hanzal so casually. At that moment I was really angry. If Alesha is so protected, why don't I? It was as if I was just a stranger left to die when a beast wanted to eat me.

"Well, what's his name?"

"Malisa,"

"Alisha? They're twins or not."

"Yes they're twins." After that, I continued my steps up the stairs. I just sighed. I turned on the AC after that I lay down until I finally fell asleep.

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...To be continoude ...

...I'll try the updet every Saturday and Sunday...

...Hope likes...

...May you not be confused with their names. ...

...Alisha has to be patient, and Alesha has to be sensitive. ...