ENTWINED DESTINY (BLANK WORLD)

CHAPTER 13

BLANK WORLD

Flexibly, Jessica loosed her gown from the shoulder region like one who was about to seduce a client. The gown dropped on the floor, leaving only her inner wears. Stepping out from it to the window, she sighted a farm land full of seedlings and workers toiling on it. She was pleased to also see Amaya and Sunday taking a stroll through the farm like love birds she has ways wanted them to be. Suddenly, a door cracked opene behind her--that was Cynthia. She knew it. Therefore she said without turning from the window, "Take the cloth and some other dirty ones and get them washed."

Cynthia picked up the gown, squeezing it on her stomach like a child trying to protect a doll from a playful enemy. Surprisingly, she felt something hard in it which she brought out for better examination. She was able to recognize the item. "What? A tracking device?" She thought, staring at it.

"I can see Amaya is up and kicking, Cynthia" Jessica began to turn from the window, but the lady was sharp enough to hide the device before she totally turned half naked. Though she sense her uncharacteristic behaviour and asked. "What's the matter?"

Cynthia shoot her head. "Nothing ma'am... sorry, I mean Jessica" the poor lady's heartbeat increased.

Jessica stepped forward to her in a way she gazed closely. "You know what is happening in this blank world, don't you?" She asked her.

"Not all, Jessica"

"Which one do you know?"

"Making people practice incest without them knowing. What I do not know is why" Cynthia began to find courage.

Jessica walked to a standing mirror to off her bra. "The reason 'why' is bigger than me because my own life depends on it too. They are people in a higher rank that is monitoring what I do here from the real world. They are politicians from the government." She left the mirror to a wardrobe where she began to tie a towel as she continued, yet never looked at Cynthia. "The blank world was scientifically created by a man called Grande Masjid..."

"What do these politicians use the babies from intimate twins for?" Cynthia cut her off.

"Rituals" Jessica finally turned to her as both gazed at each other, generating a sudden quietness in the room. Cynthia used that opportunity to also see Amaya and Sunday through the window, but averted her eyes back to the old witch when the silence lingered.

"Why are you telling me this, Jessica?" She broke the silence.

"Because I want to trust you" Jessica met her in a very close range, raised her hand to her cheek and began to cares it romantically. Sooner did she also bring her face closer to her like a lesbian sugar mummy about to kiss her partner. However, Cynthia stood static, trembling and reasoning haphazardly coz she didn't know the woman's intention at the moment.

Jessica continued with a bedroom voice that almost seemed like a whisper. "I can take you back to the real world, sweetheart if only I earn your trust by convincing the twins to have intimacy." her nose gradually touched hers as she kept caresing her cheek. Though her voice became mean and deadly afterwards. "But if you try to tear the twins apart or reveal any other secret to them, I'll have your head clipped. Not even Amaya will save you this time!" she pushed her off. "Now, get out!"

Cynthia ran out immediately like one escaping from sexual molestation.

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The seedling from the farm danced along with the movement of the wind as Sunday and Amaya walked along a narrow path. The wind kept blowing their clothes backward, thus making the atmosphere romantic for them. They had the same height and face. They greeted each worker they pass until they sat on a log of wood, far from the seedlings and workers. Sunday looked at the vicinity.

"Why did you bring me here?" he asked Amaya still roaming his eyes.

"I do come here to have some quiet time." Amaya smiled, admiring her brother as sound of creeping animals filled the air. She noticed Sunday had some questions to ask her, so she helped him saying, "Go on, ask me how I met Jimmy and who truly killed the clipper."

Sunday exhaled. "I know you defended him. Bute what were you doing at the crime scene?" he stared at her mouth.

"I tried to follow Jessica and some clippers that night to know what they were taking a new born baby human to. They noticed my presence, a clipper would have had me clipped but Jimmy saved me. I never knew he also followed me. Guess What?" She swallowed hard and adjusted closer to him as the brother never stopped staring at her face. "That night, I discovered from Lucky's mouth that, truly, there is a real world. Secondly, Cynthia had told me some of the things that could be found in the real world"

"Like what?" Sunday asked.

"I don't remember but according to her, it's so beautiful and full of magical things!" She expressed herself joyfully. "I hope we get there one day."

"But why is Jessica preventing us from going to the real world?'

"That's another secret I'm about to find out soon before we make our move." She brought a piece where she unconsciouslly formulated a nuclear family. "Look at this" she showed it to Sunday then continued, pointing at the first two images. "The older female is called mother and the older male is called father. They can have sex to born a baby human who has their blood. I think the two older humans can be called 'parents'.

"How do you know?"

"Because before Lucky was clipped, he requested to see his parents. Probably it's the people that gave birth to him. Have you wondered who your parents are?"

Sunday reasoned. "I think Jacob and Jessica are my parents. Wait... negative" he stood as his brain was working faster than initial. "Everybody in this part of the world is a captive. So if Lucky's parents are in the real world, our own parents and others are in the real world too"

"Exactly!" Amaya smiled at his intelligence then stood up too in a way she was very close, looking into his eyes. "Jimmy also believe there is a real world. We must plan on how to get there without the knowledge of Jessica, Jacob and their clippers. I can't wait to see the real world" she added.

"You're a brave female, Amaya"

She smiled again, and was tempted to kiss him. Sunday stood emotionless when she practically rubbed her lips with his like an immature, wanting to dig deeper, but a voice did not only interrupte her but also startled them.

"Stop!" The voice said.

The kids turned to see Cynthia standing with Benny who had finally been convinced by Cynthia to let the kids know the truth after she showed him the tracking device, believing they are people who will come for their rescue through the device.

"What you kids are about to do is not just bad in the eyes of God but also an abomination" Benny stepped forward with hands behind him.

"Another abomination?" Sunday asked even though he wasn't moved emotionally by the kiss. Amaya looked at him, wondering what he meant by his statement. As all were drowning in the ocean of tranquillity, Jessica's voice came from afar saying, "I don't like the union. Disperse!"