TRAPPED IN THE TWINS' GAME

Episode 107's

NIGHT AIR

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Feya hugged the pillow so tightly as if trying to divert all the heavy weight that was pressing on her chest, curled sadly in the atens bed lamenting the love that began to fill the recesses of her soul. But unfortunately, love is not for him but for his twin figure.

　

Today and the day before, both draining his energy, both make him fall into grief. If last night he succeeded in fainting over all these severe problems, but for today he was not to that extreme, only his head was busy throbbing painful for himself.

　

"You love Leya, well I can accept that because all of this happened because of the games I made. Think of me as being so great in my role and you yourself have never met me as who I am. But Dave, why is it that after you see me today you still hold on to your love for njjn ? Why don't you also realize that I'm the one you're looking for ?" Feya covered her face with a pillow that had been in her embrace making her mother's voice only in the form of a small mummy.

　

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Leya is restless in her bed in her rented apartment in Country H. Slow but surely his thoughts about the contents of his last twin phone this afternoon, about Hadi and Dave made Leya quite bitter. Leya's memory kept asking her to think what this time she had to strengthen her resolve to end all ? Forget the story of his dreams can cook, even though there are only 4 days left. Until this moment he always ended with anger and annoyance from the teaching chef.

　

"Nearly 2 weeks of his cooking class results were not as expected, always scolded and always blamed ". Leya was busy peeling annoyed.

　

"Stay here not even calm ". Leya turned her body, changing her sleeping position by facing to the right looking at the whitewashed wall before her. "Ah, I'm getting dizzy. Theory and reality are not the same. The theory is that my cooking class is the easiest class, the ads are the simplest. And now, look at the reality it's not like that. It was hard, my days were always failing. Hhhhhh, sebellllll ". Leya hit the end of the pillow that supported her head several times. His feelings are chaotic, erratic.

　

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Hadi took the road of his car casually tonight, maybe because time has shown a round of hours that are quite night so that Hadi can be relaxed. Traffic was quiet, Hadi did not meet many rivals in the dark tonight.

　

A moment of curiosity returned to fill the recesses of his heart, Dave's talk had made Hadi busy guessing what was the real thing ? This is the first day that his company is performing an assignment in the interior design section of Dave's condominium, as per their employment contract agreement. Honestly, there was a little feeling of anxiety, he thought making Hadi forced to guess. Is there a problem with its performance ?

　

"Ah, what is this ?"

"But if you remember his face was very serious earlier. The first day I did something wrong ?"

"Weird, how can ya, all this time I'm quite professional. How can we do something fatal now ?" With his hands still in the car, Hadi was busy talking to himself.

　

"But if it wasn't for my company's performance, then what was it because ?" At a junction, the red light and optimistically Dave stopped muttering because he was busy braking suddenly.

　

"I am friends with Dave, but our friendship is not as familiar as it feels until the Dave language has an element of personal problems ?" The red light had turned green, Hadi's curious frown continued. Pitying his brain that was being forced Hadi thought hard about the cause Dave wanted to invite him to talk seriously. Yes, that's what Hadi caught when Dave stood in front of him right at the time Hadi wanted to resign after finishing work tonight.

　

"I'm not takabur, but the work of my company is good today. Really Dave, it's good to check if you don't believe it !" Hadi was busy begging in an endless thought.

　

　

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"Paaaa. ", how serious Mr. Maladi was at his desk until the arrival of his wife was not realized.

　

"Paaaaa" once again the wife called the middle-aged man who still had good looks on his old face.

　

"My beloved wife turns out, why love ". Although the household age of this married couple is not young anymore but if the problem of intimacy they remain a guard.

　

"Udah malem, how is it still working ? Mama is this ".

　

"Before a while, dear, Papa is still reading this ". Mr. Maladi picked up a file he was reading.

　

"The job problem ?" Ask the wife curious.

　

"The plan of our company is to cooperate with this company. Hopefully it will be ". Mr. Maladi took the time to smile at his wife. "A very interesting successful young man ". Praise Mr. Maladi to look at the wife who looks confused to hear the husband's praise.

　

"His name is Dave, baby. This handsome young man who nolong Feya came to Ma. If he did not move quickly Papa sure our daughter must have been why-why the same head, a split-second again Feya head will hit the wall loh Ma ". The wife who was being talked to seemed to widen her eyes so surprised.

　

"Thank God he came at the right time Pa ".

　

"Papa sometimes still do not believe Ma, in this era there are still young people who are so polite even though he is a super rich successful person ".

　

"What if we invite him to dinner here Pa at our house, yes as our thanks or his help the same Feya ". Mr. Maladi agreed.

　

"Suitable.all there are business issues that Papa needs to discuss with him. You're my smart wife dear, just know what the best way to say thank you to us is ". Mr. Maladi hugged his beloved wife and invited the woman yes during her youth was very beautiful to make herself bend her knees in love, to return to their bedroom, her work is done.

　

As the night wore on, the moon grew proud to show off its magnificent glow among the darkness of the night sky. Most of the inhabitants of the earth are surviving on their own beds with all their thoughts and feelings of fatigue. There are even those who do not hesitate to hope for all the good for their tomorrow morning in the middle of the journey of the story of joy and sorrow that always accompanies whoever it is and wherever it will disappear carried by the air of the night. Hope so...

　

Good night everyone, happy resting in such precious love....