"You have done enough, Lira." The woman cried in his chest as she pleaded him not to do that.
"Sorry, mama. I really could not be able to kill you. Instead, I want to spend the rest of my time taking care of you, until someday that you are smiling, said `you have done what you could do,` rather than asking for `you have to kill me.`"
"But, Lira..." The woman who has her tear flown had seen the younger twin with her faces were all teary and hugging him hard as she was afraid that he would do that.
But the younger twin's eyes were looked as he was ready for it. To known that his mother had cried, he wiped his mother's tear with the younger twin replied to her.
"I will be fine, mama. Trust me, do you forget that I'm that bratty Lira, who will always crawl on your lap to listen to your story every night before sleeping?"
She chuckled with herself had said.
