Love Twins D (Dilan/Dilara)

Cockroaches

Bagas immediately caught the cockroaches who walked on the bench that was climbed by Dilara. Bagas came out to throw the cockroach out after Bagas went down Dilara and he sat on the lip of the bed breathing with relief.

Bagas went back into the room and he sat beside Dilara holding back his laughter, Dilara realized that Bagas was holding back a laugh he immediately stared intently at Bagas.

"What's wrong?"

Laughter Bagas broke he immediately laughed coldly while staring at Dilara's face.

"Stop your laughter, or .."Dilara raised her hand and was held by Bagas.

"I've quit, I'm just funny 'cause mafia like you are scared of cockroaches. I just imagine that you're holding a criminal and then he gives you a cockroach and he wins, "Bastian said with a small laugh.

"Have you?"dilara said very coldly.

Bagas was instantly silent.

"How about this, we'll be going for our honeymoon tomorrow and I really don't want it" Dilara said as she put her body on the bed.

"Ra, aren't we going on vacation then why refuse it we won't do anything. Don't be afraid I'll do it when I love you." Bagas explained as he put his body beside Dilara's.

Dilara patted Bagas' cheek slowly.

"No, it will never happen, I will not love you because I love her" Dilara said.

Bagas fell silent and then closed his eyes.

"Gas, I'm talking to you why you're sleeping." said Dilara while shaking Bagas' body.

"Ra, my head hurts a lot." complained Bagas who still closed his eyes.

"Wait a minute, I'll get some eucalyptus oil and I'll massage your head" said Dilara who rushed up.

Bagas was silent. Dilara took the eucalyptus oil in her little bag and she started to approach Bagas.

Dilara began massaging Bagas' head by slowly making Bagas very comfortable and asleep.

It seemed like she was so tired because we were so busy last night, that we couldn't sit down because of the bustling invited guest, Inner Dilara.

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On this morning Dilan drove his sport bike to the Campus because today he has a course, when he drove his bike at high speed he almost shot a woman who would cross the road.

"Ohhhhkk!"yelled the woman.

Dilan adjusts his breathing and then he gets off his motorbike and approaches the woman, he helps the woman wake up and he looks at her face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally. Is Mom okay?"tanya Dilan and the woman looked at Dilan's face.

"I'm fine, sorry I didn't see when I crossed the street" she said.

"It's okay, let me just drop you off. Where are you going?"tawar Dilan's.

"Campus, today I first teach there." replied the woman while tidying up her appearance.

"We are one way, because I am a student there." said Dilan with a smile.

"Truely, then I will. Let's go now afraid of being late .." said the woman.

"Include my name, Dilan."Dilan reached out her hand and the woman received a helping hand.

"I'm Ameena,"

"Greetings, Ms. Ameena .." said Dilan while walking on his sports bike, then Ameena joined the ride on Dilan's motorbike.

Dilan began to drive his bike at medium speed to the Campus which is not far away, after until he immediately stopped his bike at the Campus estimate.

Ameena got off the bike Dilan then he looked at Dilan's face.

"Thank you for the ride." said Ameena who passed away.

Beautiful once the new lecturer, it looks like his age is still easy too. Let's just hope he takes root in our class, ah. Why do I wish it was like this, Inner Dilan.

The woman hugged Dilan very unhappily, Dilan immediately let go of her embrace.

"Due to your attitude as a woman, don't behave like a cheap woman!"

Dilan walked away from the woman and she immediately walked towards her class, when she arrived in the class her heart shook violently when she saw Miss in front of her eyes.

It hurts this heart, am I and he really not a match because I am a bad and naughty man. I've changed even I don't want to be like he was for her anymore. Inner Dilan.

Miss threw her eyes at the window because she knew that Dilan was staring at her.

Sorry Dilan, we are not a match I will soon get married and forget about you. May you also soon find my replacement, my inner Miss.

Their lecturers came and stood before them all.

"Morning, children." said their Lecturer.

"Morning, sir." answered them simultaneously.

"I'm going to introduce a new Lecturer, and he's my Brother. Ameena came in, "the lecturer said and Ameena went inside.

Dilan rounded her eyes because her dream had come true.

It turns out that he will really be a Lecturer here, so happy I am because I will be acquainted with him, Inner Dilan.

"Did you know my name, Ameena. I will be your new Lecturer, hopefully we can become good friends instead of being students and lecturers only" Ameena said.

"Well, Lecturer Ameena!"the shouting of all the students there made Ameena smile happily.

They started the lesson very well, during the lesson they all kept quiet and did their respective tasks.

After the completion of the students came home everything else with Dilan, he was still sitting on his stool because he saw the new Lecturer was still checking the duties of his students.

After the empty class Dilan directly approached the new lecturer.

"At an easy age, why did you choose to be a Lecturer?"dilan asked, making Ameena look.

"That's my ideal, you know where my age is still easy?"ameena asked while smiling at Dilan.

"Just guess, are you twenty-five?"asked Dilan again his guess right made Ameena laugh a little.

"Truely, are you an indigo?"ask Ameena while tidying up all the duties of her student's children.

"No, it's just a coincidence. Can I have Mom's phone number?"Dilan gave her the phone, and Ameena received it and immediately wrote down her phone number.

Ameena passed away leaving Dilan.

"Sweet as hell, we're only five years apart and I don't like it yet just that I want to know him, "said Dilan who walked ashore towards the parking lot.

When he was about to climb on his motor sport he glanced at Kenta who approached him.

"Is Dilara really married?"asked Kenta very quickly without further ado, Dilan smiled.

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