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March 3rd, 1998...
The chain of those memories touch back my mind. And I'm sure it will be so until forever. Somehow, I never regret the destiny that God decided for me. No. Not at all.
February 23rd, 1998...
At that time the sun shined brightly from behind the crowd clouds, as if it's eyes on me whenever I go. Feel so pissed off, I wrapped my self in front of the mirror. There, I saw a beautiful girl who had curly long hair with her red gown that looked graceful. But really not mated with her face which was bent exponentially. Hah! Who cares?! Cursed myself.
A maiden came near to me and smoothed out the back of my gown. At the same time, the door of my room opened. “Dhili! Oh My God, Dhili! What were you doing since last?! Your Father and Prince Nino are waiting for you for hours! Do you want to make a problem again hah?!”, shouted my Mother defiantly. Her eyes like almost jump out from it's place when she saw me hadn't done wearing my gown.
“Sorry, Mother”, I said while snorted, felt so annoyed. What the heck with them? Asking me to marry that arrogant? Oh, you must be kidding! Don't expect I will!
“After you're done, hurry up to the library, meet your Father and Prince Nino”, said my Mother. Then she turned toward the door. And before she closed the door, she looked up at me and said, “And make sure you're not making any kind of trouble!”. The next sound I heard was the sound of a door slammed.
Well, that's how my life was going as a Princess. The only child left. I had to be nice in front all of the people even to those I hated the most, I couldn't burp on the dinning table, I never been allowed to play outside of the castle, and even I couldn't wear clothes or eat foods that I liked! Everything set up! Pathetic, wasn't it? No. I'm not supposed to be the only one left. Yes, it shouldn't be like this. If only...
“Dhili...! Can you faster a little?!”, an audible voice of my Mother shouting from downstairs.
“Yes, Mom! I'll be there in a minute!”, I shouted half indignant. Huh! Awful! Dhilip, this is not fair!
February 25th, 1998...
I looked out the window of my room while I stood idly. I saw some luxurious carriage horses walked down the village toward the castle. It could've been thought, the owners are the idiots who were crazed about respect. Sigh. Who else if it weren't Prince Picho, Prince Nino, Prince Alex, and the other useless Princes. They came in and destroyed my mood, offering My Father and Mother with precious stuff like diamonds, golds, silvers, gems, and their friends. And in front of me, they proudly mentioned– or even didn't hesitate telling me– their titles, like the officer, the crown prince, highborn, captain of Rewk Forces**, or whatever it was. I didn't care. They really made me sick. I'm tired of being asked by their questions, the same and nonsense questions. Moreover, I had to keep smiling nicely when I answered their questions while the only thing I wanted to do was to punch them on the face. It was like the sky would collapse if I didn't smile. Damn!
A moment, a desperate thoughts running in my mind. My eyes were flashing. At that time, I knew it's true that I'm going to make a problem with this plan. But I can't stay any longer in such a very frustrating life like this. And in the next second, I grabbed my cloak in the closet, wore it, and then jumped out the window.
I carefully traced the castle's garden, trying not to make any noise while passing each guards and hope they were deaf of a sudden so they couldn't hear the sound of my footsteps. And finally, I arrived at a crack on the parapet of the castle's wall. I passed that gap while knelt and then ran with relief toward the village that stretched widely in front of me. Yeah! I'm free! My heart was pounding with blusterous joy, my blood flowed by a burning passion copiously, and my eyes shined brightly full of victory. Oh God, I can't believe this, I'm free! Well, though I believe it's only for a while. At least just for today... let me free, free from everything.
My feet strolled happily, with a slightly leap that showed clearly my excitement. I went through a pretty crowded market. Seen a lot of people were doing the buying and selling activities. Nobody recognized me, nobody. Of course, I covered my head with my cloak. Then I steeped closer to a fruit stall, and touched a red apple which looked delicious.
“Do you want to buy something, Miss?”, asked a voice that surprised me. Turned out a fat middle-aged woman, the owner of the stall.
Nervously I answered, “A, ah no. No, thank you...”.
“Oh, all right. Have a look then”, she said as she was smiling. I just replied her a smile and nodded. When I'm busy struggling with the fruits at that stall, suddenly someone screamed like a possessed demon.
“A thief! Catch that brat! Catch him! Hey, you! You THIEF!”. And a split second later, a little boy crushed me. Made both of us fell down at the same time, and made the bread he's holding fell to the ground. I quickly helped that little boy to stand up and said in a sudden of panic, “Oh, my dear. Are you ok–“. The words that I was about to say somehow can't get out from my mouth. My throat was demanded. My eyes didn't waver at all, stared at the little boy in front of me with full of, full of... oh really can't describe it with words. I was shocked, sad, and happy. And I can feel it, a tear flowed from my eyes. Slowly, I touched the little boy's face. As I'm afraid if I didn't touch him carefully, he'll be broken.
“Oh, God... Dhilip? Is that you?”, asked me almost sounded like a whisper. And bad memories that I'd kept it for years suddenly appeared back to the surface of my mind.
March 3rd, 1987...
“Listen, Dhilip dear. Your Father soon will be visiting a kingdom in the other land, and you have to follow him. Okay? You're his son”, said Mother with her gentle smile, while helping the five years old Dhilip wearing his royal cloth. I stared both of them with full of hatred.
“Ok, Mother. I understand”, answered Dhilip with his fake sweet smile. With a heart full of anger, I spitted out my annoyance to my Mother.
“This is not fair, Mother! Why is it always Dhilip who goes to the other kingdoms with Father?! Why am I not allowed to come?! Not fair!”
“Take care your words, Dhili! If your Father heard that, he'll probably get mad!”
“But it's true, isn't it?! Father and Mother always just think about Dhilip! Never even once think about my feelings! Whenever it's always just Dhilip! Dhilip, Dhilip, and Dhilip! It's annoying!”
“Dhili! You can't say like that! Dhilip is your brother! And he should go with your Father to the other kingdoms because–“
“Because he's a boy?! Right? Is that what you want to say?! Why girls can't go to the other kingdoms?! Why there's such a ridiculous rules like tha–“
SLAP!
My Mother slapped me. And cruelly she said, “Don't leave the room and think about your fault, young lady!”. Then she went out the room and slammed the door behind her. Damn! My tears can't stop flowing.
Dhilip looked at me. With hesitation, my twin little brother come closer to me, and said plainly, “Sister, you can come to the other kingdoms with me if you want.” I didn't answer him. I answered him with a stare full of hatred. “But if you don't want, I can ask Father to replaced me with you to visit the–“
“Shut up!”, I snapped. Dhilip instantly become silent and looked down. Then I got out of my room, slammed the door, and ran out of the castle, looking for a place that can calm down my hurted heart.
At the edge of a cliff behind the castle, I sat there, sobbing and then crying. I heard a sound of footsteps approaching, got closer, then stopped. Right next to me. I looked up and found Dhilip stood there. “What do you want?”, I asked fiercely.
"Sister... I'm sorry. I understand your feelings. But really, I didn't mean to–"
"Quiet! What do you know about my feelings?! You never know how much it hurts when Mother loves you more than she loves me! You also never know what it's like when you're considered more than me! Better, nicer, sweeter, more polite, more everything! And Me? I'm always wrong! ALWAYS! I'm the older twin. But you... you always beat me!", I snarled at Dhilip over and over again. Anger had controlled me. Then I was silent for a moment, wrestling with my own thoughts, while my tears dripped again. "Yes, right. It should be...", I confessed more like talking to myself. "You! You should be dead!", I hissed. All of a sudden, there's a glint of a shock appeared from Dhilip's eyes. "You should be dead! If you're gone, I don't need to feel the suffering of competing with you!", I yelled and ran off leaving Dhilip who stood there like a sculpture with his empty stares.
On the next day, I couldn't find Dhilip. It ended up at the edge of that cliff. There, I saw the slippers that usually Dhilip uses everyday, along with a piece of letter. A letter for me, it said...
"Sister, I love you. Hopefully you're happy..."
Your twin brother,
Dhilip.
February 25th, 1998...
The scream of everybody clustered in the market pulled me back into the real life. The little boy in front of me stood up and ran away as fast as lightning. Then people shouted, "The guards! The guards of the King are here!". Oh no, they're looking for me! In a moment, panic was spreading throughout my body. Straight away I rushed and left the hustle of the market behind. While running, I prayed in my heart. God... I'm willing to give my life. As long as you return him.
I ran as fast as I could. However, at the slippery narrow path, I slipped. And mored down to the rice fields. My leg sprained. And all of a sudden, someone approached me and asked with a tone that could calm down every single worries, "Are you okay, Miss?". When I looked up, I felt like suprised. It's like I'm facing a mirror. The differences are, he had short-haired and looked shabby. Someone with a face just like me suddenly became panic. Then he tried to leave me nervously, but before he did I grabbed his arm. I swallowed, and asked with hesitant, "Dhilip? You're Dhilip, right?". The young man didn't answer. For a moment, it felt like my heart was about to explode, holding a very dull pain. Is it true that this is only my illusion–again–?
But suddenly, the young man knelt down before me. "Fo, forgive me! Really! I've been trying to make myself leave the world! Bu, but God didn't accept me! So, so then I lived in the village and trying to be invisible! I've done everything that could make me not alive! I've been trying hardly not to appear again in your life! I, I don't know that we'll meet again like this! Honestly! I, I...", he said haltingly while looked down, dared not to look my eyes. His eyes seemed watery. He's so freaking out explaining lot of things. I touched that young man's lips with my forefinger, signalled him to stop talking. My tears flowed again. Yes, flowed again. But this time the tears of happiness. Very happy.
"Dhilip? Is that you?", I asked while sobbing and touching his face. I looked at his eyes, waiting for his answer, an answer I've been waiting since eleven years ago. I waited, and kept waiting.
"Y, yes. I'm Dhilip, Sister", he answered, stammered. My heart was about to jump out to hear that answer.
"You idiot!", I yelled, and then hugged Dhilip as tight as I could, and cried out loud. From a distance, there're sounds of the guards' footsteps, "Princess Dhili? Are you okay?".
At that time I knew, God had granted my wish. Because the few days later, God sent His angels to pick me up. Leaving the memories full of peace.
"Dhilip, I love you... Forever..."
Your twin sister,
Dhili.
**Rewk Forces : the strongest war's forces in that era
The chain of those memories touch back my mind. And I'm sure it will be so until forever. Somehow, I never regret the destiny that God decided for me. No. Not at all.
February 23rd, 1998...
At that time the sun shined brightly from behind the crowd clouds, as if it's eyes on me whenever I go. Feel so pissed off, I wrapped my self in front of the mirror. There, I saw a beautiful girl who had curly long hair with her red gown that looked graceful. But really not mated with her face which was bent exponentially. Hah! Who cares?! Cursed myself.
A maiden came near to me and smoothed out the back of my gown. At the same time, the door of my room opened. “Dhili! Oh My God, Dhili! What were you doing since last?! Your Father and Prince Nino are waiting for you for hours! Do you want to make a problem again hah?!”, shouted my Mother defiantly. Her eyes like almost jump out from it's place when she saw me hadn't done wearing my gown.
“Sorry, Mother”, I said while snorted, felt so annoyed. What the heck with them? Asking me to marry that arrogant? Oh, you must be kidding! Don't expect I will!
“After you're done, hurry up to the library, meet your Father and Prince Nino”, said my Mother. Then she turned toward the door. And before she closed the door, she looked up at me and said, “And make sure you're not making any kind of trouble!”. The next sound I heard was the sound of a door slammed.
Well, that's how my life was going as a Princess. The only child left. I had to be nice in front all of the people even to those I hated the most, I couldn't burp on the dinning table, I never been allowed to play outside of the castle, and even I couldn't wear clothes or eat foods that I liked! Everything set up! Pathetic, wasn't it? No. I'm not supposed to be the only one left. Yes, it shouldn't be like this. If only...
“Dhili...! Can you faster a little?!”, an audible voice of my Mother shouting from downstairs.
“Yes, Mom! I'll be there in a minute!”, I shouted half indignant. Huh! Awful! Dhilip, this is not fair!
February 25th, 1998...
I looked out the window of my room while I stood idly. I saw some luxurious carriage horses walked down the village toward the castle. It could've been thought, the owners are the idiots who were crazed about respect. Sigh. Who else if it weren't Prince Picho, Prince Nino, Prince Alex, and the other useless Princes. They came in and destroyed my mood, offering My Father and Mother with precious stuff like diamonds, golds, silvers, gems, and their friends. And in front of me, they proudly mentioned– or even didn't hesitate telling me– their titles, like the officer, the crown prince, highborn, captain of Rewk Forces**, or whatever it was. I didn't care. They really made me sick. I'm tired of being asked by their questions, the same and nonsense questions. Moreover, I had to keep smiling nicely when I answered their questions while the only thing I wanted to do was to punch them on the face. It was like the sky would collapse if I didn't smile. Damn!
A moment, a desperate thoughts running in my mind. My eyes were flashing. At that time, I knew it's true that I'm going to make a problem with this plan. But I can't stay any longer in such a very frustrating life like this. And in the next second, I grabbed my cloak in the closet, wore it, and then jumped out the window.
I carefully traced the castle's garden, trying not to make any noise while passing each guards and hope they were deaf of a sudden so they couldn't hear the sound of my footsteps. And finally, I arrived at a crack on the parapet of the castle's wall. I passed that gap while knelt and then ran with relief toward the village that stretched widely in front of me. Yeah! I'm free! My heart was pounding with blusterous joy, my blood flowed by a burning passion copiously, and my eyes shined brightly full of victory. Oh God, I can't believe this, I'm free! Well, though I believe it's only for a while. At least just for today... let me free, free from everything.
My feet strolled happily, with a slightly leap that showed clearly my excitement. I went through a pretty crowded market. Seen a lot of people were doing the buying and selling activities. Nobody recognized me, nobody. Of course, I covered my head with my cloak. Then I steeped closer to a fruit stall, and touched a red apple which looked delicious.
“Do you want to buy something, Miss?”, asked a voice that surprised me. Turned out a fat middle-aged woman, the owner of the stall.
Nervously I answered, “A, ah no. No, thank you...”.
“Oh, all right. Have a look then”, she said as she was smiling. I just replied her a smile and nodded. When I'm busy struggling with the fruits at that stall, suddenly someone screamed like a possessed demon.
“A thief! Catch that brat! Catch him! Hey, you! You THIEF!”. And a split second later, a little boy crushed me. Made both of us fell down at the same time, and made the bread he's holding fell to the ground. I quickly helped that little boy to stand up and said in a sudden of panic, “Oh, my dear. Are you ok–“. The words that I was about to say somehow can't get out from my mouth. My throat was demanded. My eyes didn't waver at all, stared at the little boy in front of me with full of, full of... oh really can't describe it with words. I was shocked, sad, and happy. And I can feel it, a tear flowed from my eyes. Slowly, I touched the little boy's face. As I'm afraid if I didn't touch him carefully, he'll be broken.
“Oh, God... Dhilip? Is that you?”, asked me almost sounded like a whisper. And bad memories that I'd kept it for years suddenly appeared back to the surface of my mind.
March 3rd, 1987...
“Listen, Dhilip dear. Your Father soon will be visiting a kingdom in the other land, and you have to follow him. Okay? You're his son”, said Mother with her gentle smile, while helping the five years old Dhilip wearing his royal cloth. I stared both of them with full of hatred.
“Ok, Mother. I understand”, answered Dhilip with his fake sweet smile. With a heart full of anger, I spitted out my annoyance to my Mother.
“This is not fair, Mother! Why is it always Dhilip who goes to the other kingdoms with Father?! Why am I not allowed to come?! Not fair!”
“Take care your words, Dhili! If your Father heard that, he'll probably get mad!”
“But it's true, isn't it?! Father and Mother always just think about Dhilip! Never even once think about my feelings! Whenever it's always just Dhilip! Dhilip, Dhilip, and Dhilip! It's annoying!”
“Dhili! You can't say like that! Dhilip is your brother! And he should go with your Father to the other kingdoms because–“
“Because he's a boy?! Right? Is that what you want to say?! Why girls can't go to the other kingdoms?! Why there's such a ridiculous rules like tha–“
SLAP!
My Mother slapped me. And cruelly she said, “Don't leave the room and think about your fault, young lady!”. Then she went out the room and slammed the door behind her. Damn! My tears can't stop flowing.
Dhilip looked at me. With hesitation, my twin little brother come closer to me, and said plainly, “Sister, you can come to the other kingdoms with me if you want.” I didn't answer him. I answered him with a stare full of hatred. “But if you don't want, I can ask Father to replaced me with you to visit the–“
“Shut up!”, I snapped. Dhilip instantly become silent and looked down. Then I got out of my room, slammed the door, and ran out of the castle, looking for a place that can calm down my hurted heart.
At the edge of a cliff behind the castle, I sat there, sobbing and then crying. I heard a sound of footsteps approaching, got closer, then stopped. Right next to me. I looked up and found Dhilip stood there. “What do you want?”, I asked fiercely.
"Sister... I'm sorry. I understand your feelings. But really, I didn't mean to–"
"Quiet! What do you know about my feelings?! You never know how much it hurts when Mother loves you more than she loves me! You also never know what it's like when you're considered more than me! Better, nicer, sweeter, more polite, more everything! And Me? I'm always wrong! ALWAYS! I'm the older twin. But you... you always beat me!", I snarled at Dhilip over and over again. Anger had controlled me. Then I was silent for a moment, wrestling with my own thoughts, while my tears dripped again. "Yes, right. It should be...", I confessed more like talking to myself. "You! You should be dead!", I hissed. All of a sudden, there's a glint of a shock appeared from Dhilip's eyes. "You should be dead! If you're gone, I don't need to feel the suffering of competing with you!", I yelled and ran off leaving Dhilip who stood there like a sculpture with his empty stares.
On the next day, I couldn't find Dhilip. It ended up at the edge of that cliff. There, I saw the slippers that usually Dhilip uses everyday, along with a piece of letter. A letter for me, it said...
"Sister, I love you. Hopefully you're happy..."
Your twin brother,
Dhilip.
February 25th, 1998...
The scream of everybody clustered in the market pulled me back into the real life. The little boy in front of me stood up and ran away as fast as lightning. Then people shouted, "The guards! The guards of the King are here!". Oh no, they're looking for me! In a moment, panic was spreading throughout my body. Straight away I rushed and left the hustle of the market behind. While running, I prayed in my heart. God... I'm willing to give my life. As long as you return him.
I ran as fast as I could. However, at the slippery narrow path, I slipped. And mored down to the rice fields. My leg sprained. And all of a sudden, someone approached me and asked with a tone that could calm down every single worries, "Are you okay, Miss?". When I looked up, I felt like suprised. It's like I'm facing a mirror. The differences are, he had short-haired and looked shabby. Someone with a face just like me suddenly became panic. Then he tried to leave me nervously, but before he did I grabbed his arm. I swallowed, and asked with hesitant, "Dhilip? You're Dhilip, right?". The young man didn't answer. For a moment, it felt like my heart was about to explode, holding a very dull pain. Is it true that this is only my illusion–again–?
But suddenly, the young man knelt down before me. "Fo, forgive me! Really! I've been trying to make myself leave the world! Bu, but God didn't accept me! So, so then I lived in the village and trying to be invisible! I've done everything that could make me not alive! I've been trying hardly not to appear again in your life! I, I don't know that we'll meet again like this! Honestly! I, I...", he said haltingly while looked down, dared not to look my eyes. His eyes seemed watery. He's so freaking out explaining lot of things. I touched that young man's lips with my forefinger, signalled him to stop talking. My tears flowed again. Yes, flowed again. But this time the tears of happiness. Very happy.
"Dhilip? Is that you?", I asked while sobbing and touching his face. I looked at his eyes, waiting for his answer, an answer I've been waiting since eleven years ago. I waited, and kept waiting.
"Y, yes. I'm Dhilip, Sister", he answered, stammered. My heart was about to jump out to hear that answer.
"You idiot!", I yelled, and then hugged Dhilip as tight as I could, and cried out loud. From a distance, there're sounds of the guards' footsteps, "Princess Dhili? Are you okay?".
At that time I knew, God had granted my wish. Because the few days later, God sent His angels to pick me up. Leaving the memories full of peace.
"Dhilip, I love you... Forever..."
Your twin sister,
Dhili.
**Rewk Forces : the strongest war's forces in that era
I feel like I want to share my old short story to my foreign friends. Thats why I decided to translete it in English.
( This is the story in Bahasa : sendisland.blogspot.com/2011/1… )
This story is tricky actually. It's kinda simple riddle or something like that.
If you can get whats the whole meaning of this story, lemme know! 
Bcs most of my friends didn't get it... 
Ah anyway, please give an opinion about this story. Or even you can tell me if there're errors in my English 
Have fun!
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