Rachania

RaKhania ~ 001

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"Khimla!!! You awake yet? We need to hurry!" shouted Rayshard, Khayla's best friend in front of Khayla's bedroom door.

"Yes, wait a minute." exclaimed Khayla.

Before long Khayla came out wearing her flagship black t-shirt combined with a jeans jacket, and her black jeans. Not to forget the sunglasses covered her beautiful brown eyes. His long hair that he never once stalls. He prefers to pigtail it in the style of a ponytail to make it easier to work. And one more thing, he always wears the flagship hat of his late father's legacy.

"Come, go!" Khayla.

Khayla and Ray walk to Rayshard's jeep. Khay, as Khayla was called, was a private detective who handled cases that the police could not solve.

It has been three years since graduating from college, Khay prefers to be a detective because of his fondness for things that challenge his adrenaline. Plus its tomboyish nature can not make it work office like other girls who wear work suits combined with short skirts or cloth pants. Ah, Khay won't be able to wear that.

Together with Ray, his best friend since sitting in college, and also the capital of Ray's parents who are high officials in the police, he, these two friends set up a private detective office that helps clients from all walks of life, whether it's the lower class, menengaj, or even celebrities, and often their work is not rewarded at all when they get clients from the bottom, because they do work from the heart.

Khay and Ray head to a crime scene (TKP) where the murder just happened. Actually there are already some police on duty. But because of Khay's great curiosity, he could not let the case hang for too long. The soul of his detective immediately cried when he heard about the murder case.

"It looks like this case has something to do with the previous murder case. Lest the culprit be the same person." Khay whispered to Ray.

"My dad says, we don't interfere in this case. We'll find another case." Ray replied.

"Why?"

"Eitherway. Dad said he was afraid we'd get hurt."

"Curtain, that's right. I'm used to getting hurt." Khay put up his shirt and showed a scar on his left abdomen.

Ray hastily dropped Khay's shirt back. He was afraid that his heart was pounding when he saw Khay's body exposed by his eyes. They are indeed very close and do not even feel comfortable hugging or kissing each other on the cheek. But if the body part covered with cloth, of course Ray feels uncomfortable if he has to see it.

A police officer approached those looking for evidence that might be hidden somewhere.

"Hey you! I know our side didn't ask for your help. You better get out of here" said a police officer named Harry.

"Indeed, no one asked us, but we ourselves wanted to be involved" Khay replied aloud.

"Khay, stop. We'd better go." Ray tried to pull Khay's hand.

"Hurry and get your partner out of here! He's just going to interfere with our investigation" Harry said.

"It is precisely you who have interfered with our investigation!" khay denied not accepting.

Ray pulled Khay's arm away from the place. Khay also gave up. He could not resist the wishes of his friend.

"We'll just go! How about a glass of iced tea? It will refresh your brain" Ray said, nudging Khay's arm.

"Hmmm, okay. I won't be able to refuse my best friend's request." Khay responded by embracing Ray's shoulder.

They also boarded a jeep owned by Ray and split the streets of the city of D is very beautiful.

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"You don't miss your house?" ray asked when he was sipping his iced tea.

Khania is Khayla's twin sister. Although their faces are exactly the same, but their nature and attitude are very different. Khania is a very feminine gentle girl. She never wears pants and always wears a dress or skirt.

Unlike Khay who never wears a skirt though. Maybe when they were toddlers he had worn it, but as a teenager, Khay felt wearing a skirt was not his identity.

Khania works as a kindergarten teacher in Kota M. He has been there since graduating from college. His mother was proud to see Khania who always obeyed his will. Unlike Khay who always denied.

When Khay decided to become a detective, his mother was furious and did not talk to Khay for months. In addition to some injuries that Khay got for handling cases, his mother always asked Khay to stop being a detective.

But Khay did not heed his mother's wishes and instead ran away from home and lived in his office dormitory all this time.

Ray is sometimes sad to see Khay who actually misses his mother. Although he never showed in front of Ray, but he was sure if Khay wanted to be noticed by his mother just like his twin sister.

"Whoi!! Why even daydream? Don't tell me you're daydreaming slob huh?!" khay's voice ripped Ray's daydream.

"Good, Khay! It's still daytime, why am I daydreaming slovenly!"

"Then if it's night you can daydream slovenly?"

"Basar you! That's why find a girlfriend! It seems you're lonely, Khay."

"No! Nah! Being with men is not my priority at the moment. You alone? Why not find a boyfriend?"

"Eitherway. I don't want to be in touch with any girl, except you."

"Switch, basic!!!" Khay ruffled Ray's rather long hair.

"You still want to prove to your mother that your work is so proud?"

"Yep, of course! I'll wait until you can be proud of me!" khay said with complete confidence. "Come, go! The iced tea is over. Let's just go back to the office. Pity Lusi's waiting there by himself." Take Khay while walking out of the tent stall.

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At night, Khay somehow felt his heart was not calm. He felt something was in his chest. This kind of uneasy feeling he usually feels if his twin brother is experiencing something difficult or something bad happens. Because they are twins, sometimes their instincts are very sensitive to each other even though they are far apart.

Khay tried to relieve the tightness and tried to close his eyes. It was already one in the morning and Khay was just rolling around without being able to close his eyes.

Unstoppable curiosity, Khay grabs his phone and tries to contact Khania.

"The number you are going to is inactive or outside the service area. Please leave a message after the following sound..."

"Huh?! The sister? What the hell's going on? Not usually the phone is not active like this. Couldn't something happen to her?" muttered Khay softly with sweat that began to wet his temples.

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