Tricky Trick

Marcella didn't feel any suspicious the time when her twin's sister swayed her heart by making that cute whining.

"Please be my savior, would you?" Miraya pouted and made that cute puppy eyes on her. Miraya and Marcella both have doe eyes with thin and curly eyelashes. But Miraya was more beautiful because she has a lighter brown iris. In comparison, Marcella has a darker brown iris.

"What do you mean? Come on. We have no time anymore. The class will be starting in minutes. Mr. Alex would punish us if we got late!" Marcella tried to change the subject by making a reason.

"It's fine, and we still have five minutes. Please sit with me first. I'll explain to you!" Miraya a bit forcefully pulled Marcella's wrist to the bench.

"I need your help tonight!" Miraya straight to her point.

"About what?" Marcella asked with her soothe tone as usual.

"I want you to come to this club to meet someone for me!" Miraya said reassuringly, then gave her father a card this morning before she went into the car. Marcella took at the glimpse of the card then frowned.

"Was it the card that Daddy give you by this morning?" asked Marcella with her frown look. She quickly smelled something fishy. Miraya bubbled her head with both eyebrows lifted tried to persuade her twins.

"Do you mean that you want me to substitute you for the date?" guessed Marcella, straight to the point. Miraya did it again. She nodded without a doubt while Marcella shooked and opened her mouth in disbelief. She couldn't believe that Miraya would think that way.

"I can't do that!" Marcella turned up a bit her tone at her.

"Please, I know this is not the right thing to do. But I want to go to Dylan's racing this evening!"

"What!" Marcella shrieked in disbelieve. She scoffed in annoyance and shooked her head; she rejected the idea 100 percent, no doubt about it.

"Marcella, you are the only one who can help me in this world. Please just this once, for the next date. I'll promise I will come!" Marcella tried to overlook Miraya with her puppy doe eyes.

"We can't do that! It means that we trick that man for a scam, and that was not the right thing to do!" Miraya put her doe and cute tantrum to handle her twin's rejection, but Marcella didn't budge at all.

But the things that made her heart melt like cheese came eventually. Miraya cried with complete tears in her eyes.

"I thought you said that you would never leave me and be by my side forever!" Miraya sobbed and whined at the same time.

"Don't cry, please!" Marcella felt so guilty at her. But she could not do this switching. It means that both of them were conspiring against their father. If their father finds out about this, there will be no way that they're going to survive in this world.

"Daddy will kill me for sure!"

"He won't. We will go together because I'll tell Mommy that you are going to pick me there!" Marcella stared at Miraya and swallowed her saliva.

Her heart was thumped so loud, and she felt so scared. As if the spooky things surrounded them right now. But it was more than that, and she couldn't describe the feeling.

"No, I'm scared!" Marcella tried to tell her inner feeling. She did scare that their father would find out.

"Come on, just for this once!"

"How about that guy? I'm pretty sure that he may have your picture already!" Marcella disputed with Miraya some reality that she might don't know.

"Yeah, but we're twins. I'm sure he won't know that!" Marcella, though, for a while. She was right. Most people who never saw them separately would never be thought that they were twins. Marcella and Miraya were identical twins since birth. They had to make some of the different appearances of their look to distinguish themselves.

Marcella gazed at Miraya, who still has tear on her lid. She knew she could not let Miraya go through this matchmaking process by herself. Although she disagreed with Dylan, she also has to make sure that the guy who would be her sister's future husband was a good person.

"Okay, I'll do this for you!" Miraya shrieked in happiness and quickly hugged Marcella.

"Ohh ... you are the best sister in the world!"

"But you have to promise me one thing!" Miraya nodded without thinking.

"I'll do anything for you!"

"You have to find a way to break up with Dylan. Trust me, sister, he's a bad thing for you!" Marcella advised Miraya once more. She said about that a lot before, but she never listened. Marcella wished that Miraya would listen to her this time.

Miraya pouted her lips dan bowed her head. She thought for a second before nodded at her.

"Okay, I'll break him up," replied Miraya with her sad tone. Marcella gained her smile and took her wrist.

"Let's go to the class now; it has been 10 minutes!"

"Oh crap!" Miraya wiped her tears and walked together with Marcella to their late human sociology class.

In the evening, Miraya and Marcella got ready for their date. To not make their parents suspicious, they acted as they went to the same place.

Miraya has asked permission from her mom to get Marcella to the club to meet her matchmaking couple. And Sherly agreed to her. She couldn't let one of her daughters went by herself. But in reality, Miraya already put another spare wardrobe on her bag to change herself on the way.

"Are you girls ready?" asked Sherly popped herself from the door of Miraya's walking closet.

"Yes, Mom!" replied Miraya enthusiastically.

"Good, let's go!" Miraya grinned and nodded. She took Marcella's wrist and pulled her out of the room together. On their way to the front door, Mandala gave his big smile to both of her daughters.

"Marcella, wait for your sister until she's over with her date, okay. Then tomorrow, tell me how handsome Brajamohan's son is!" Mandala acted as he whispered to Marcella to spy on Miraya's future husband.

Sherly, who heard her silly husband, suddenly hit his arm until he grimaced.

"Sorry, Darling. I'm just kidding!" Sherly put her blaze glance at her husband while Marcella and Miraya laughed at their parents' jokes.

"Bye Mom ... bye Dad!" Miraya waved her hand through the door while Marcella drove their car.

At their halfway, Miraya changes her clothes in the car while Marcella was driving. She got to the back seat and took off her dress. She then wore jeans, T-shirt, and her favorite denim jacket.

"I'll get you first, okay!" said Marcella to Miraya at the back seat.

"You are the best!"