Twin Love Persons

Prologues

From a distance, it was clear that the roar of two motorcycles was earthy and felt deafening ready to start the race track. Qameella walked tailing Tari approaching the source of the sound splitting the crowd dominated by young people of her age.

They cheered encouragingly at the two young men who were riding on their motorcycles in the middle of a leisurely highway. It looks like the two are going to do a wild race.

"Garda!"

"Garda!"

"Brach!"

"Brach!"

Both of them were wearing tightly sealed helmets and dark-colored gloves. But do not wear special racer clothes as shown on the MotoGP program on tv. Just wearing a leather jacket and jeans. Of course, they cannot protect their bodies if there is sudden friction with the asphalt.

A girl in sexy clothes moved forward towards them carrying a flag. When the flags lifted into the air as fast as lightning they shot away splitting the highway.

The spectators were unceasingly cheering their departure. Waiting for their arrival at the finish line.

Tonight was the first time Qameella ventured out of the house. He who has an introverted personality actually prefers to be in a quiet and calm atmosphere. I don't want to be in the crowd like I am today. I don't know what matra Tari said that had managed to persuade him to that place. Now the behavior of the girl with glasses minus but for a while take it off, like a snail who lost his shell. He seemed agitated at times staring at the watch that was coiled around his left wrist. The look on his face clearly showed a high level of worry.

"Tar, let's go home" Qameella acted like a five-year-old whining to her classmates.

"Patience dong, Meel. We haven't seen who finished first."

"But Dance, I'm afraid I'll get angry if I find out I'm out at night."

"Geez I forgot," Dance patted her eel. "elo is the daughter of Rapunzel who lives inside the tower, never to come out and never know the outside world." he said.

"Udah deh, Tar, you don't have to make fun of me all. If I say we go home, yes come home now dong."

"Ah, elo how the hell Meel, responsibility again want to finish."

Qameella showed a wry face while folding both her hands in front of her chest. Staring cold Dance.

Dance clenched her hands together. "Pliiiiss!"

The girl who was familiarly called Meella just kept quiet while snorting in annoyance.

"Silent means okay. Funny!" Dance clapped in excitement. "gue promise, the fitting of seeing them reach the finish line we immediately unplug from here."

"Deal, yes." Meella reached out demanding a deal.

"Yes, deal." Dari accepted the deal by shaking Meella's hand.

At the same time Qarmitha, Qameella's twin sister was playing basketball with her teammates. The girl looks agile dribbling the ball towards the ring. Passing the opposing team that always comes to face him. After that jump high shooting the ball into the ring. The ball went in on target. His smile was wide.

The Qarmitha team's score moved to add points. His team-mates immediately approached doing tos with a cheerful face.

The spectators sitting in the stands cheered happily.

"Mitha! Mitha! Mitha!"

A middle-aged man who is a coach of Qarmitha and friends, continues to encourage his children to be more enthusiastic hoping to lead the match.

Eventually two riders named Guard and Ilham appeared almost simultaneously towards the finish line. The spectators cheered endlessly cheering on the side of the road.

"Garda!"

"Brach!"

Their voices sounded timid. Until the motorcycle owned by Garda managed to cross the finish line two seconds faster than the motorcycle Ilham.

In the arena of the match Qarmitha team managed to defeat the opposing team. They embraced happily mixed haru. All the spectators cheered as they clapped, rising up from their seats.

"Dance, it's finished. Let's just unplug it now." Qameella was impatient. He was afraid that his parents would know of his actions. During this time his parents always make him a role model for Qarmitha that tends to be difficult to manage.

Meella and Tari turned their bodies out of the crowd of spectators who were still cheering as if not afraid their voices would be hoarse. Suddenly the sound of police car sirens came to the location. All the spectators ran away to avoid the police. Unknowingly Meella loses track of Dance.

"Suck!" Ilham hit his motorcycle handlebar furious. Then he left the race arena.

No different from the Guard. The guy doesn't want to get into trouble with the police. Suddenly he was interested in seeing a girl who constantly called someone who did not come.

"Damn the girl, find her dead." hardiknya then bring her motorcycle closer and give a ride to the girl. "chuckle ride! If you don't want to be held by the police." he panicked.

"Not, thank you. I can go home by myself." Meella said politely. Even though in the heart is very anxious and afraid to face a precarious situation like this.

"Argh! You chick!" pissed off. But he could not leave him alone to face the apparatus that was moving closer to them. "come on!"

Meella did not react. The squashy Guard faced a stubborn girl like her. Without the babibu the handsome guy immediately pulled Meella's arm to sit in the back seat. After that, he ran away from the police.

Oh my God .. It feels like my heart wants to take a motorcycle but it feels like flying. It was so bad I couldn't open my eyes.

Meella hugged the Guard's waist tightly with her eyes closed tight. Even though they don't know each other. Due to this kind of emergency, it was forced to do for the sake of self-safety.

Meella hit hard on the Guard's back after her motorcycle stopped in a place she thought was safe enough.

"Suckers! You want to make me die, right?" get off the boncery seat.

The Guard turned his head while opening his helmet glass. Meella was shocked to see the guy's face from behind the helmet. Feels very familiar.

"Eh, girl! Instead of saying thanks to me I've been saved, this is even maki maki maki said I'm a jerk." he said grumpily.

"OKAY. Thanks but I'm not asking elo salamin."

The Guard sneered cynically. "Gue just this time ngadepin a cocky girl like this." he murmured.

Meella's phone rings. Dance's name is on her phone screen. The Guard immediately left without permission.

"Hello, Tar," cried Meella impatiently as she looked at the man leaving. "where's elo? Why are you leaving me?" his voice sounded trembling withstanding the cries. He was terrified of being in a foreign place. His eyes began to get wet.

"Sori, Meell's. I was pushing people. So I get to the current," said the voice across. "I'm already on the way home riding ojol. So where are you now?"

"Gue doesn't know. What's clear is I'm still on the way" Meella wiped her tears that fell on her cheek.

"Yes, elo pesen ojol. Elo has the app, right?"

"Yes. Yes already. Bye." he said end his phone call.

Three strangers disturb Meella. They tried to harass the poor girl.

"Please! Help me!" pekik Meella freaked.

"Shout as loud as you can be beautiful, no one will hear your soft voice" said the tall, thin young man about to touch Meella's hair.

"Please, I beg you not to do anything." he said softly.

The three of them exchanged glances then looked at the vile Meella while laughing out loud.

O Lord .. will the servant not be safe tonight from the wicked before the servant? Will tomorrow morning I still be a living human being or lifeless?

Meella swallows her saliva with fibers in her throat.

Out of nowhere comes a helmet fell on one of the young men who was about to harass Meella. Until the young man fell on the ground. Followed by a powerful kick about the waist of the skinny young man next to the fallen young man, he fell to the ground. While the other young man, denser in stature, tried to put up a fight by throwing fists. But his fists were easily broken.

Meella is shocked to see the Guard coming back just to help her once more. He beat the three rancid bastards to a pulp.

She's she? He turned back for me? But wait! She ... how I feel familiar with her face, but who yes ... humph! Rega's?

After they lay on the ground the Guard pulled Meella's arm away from them. Then take him away on his motorcycle.