Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#12

Hi readers...

Happy reading...

**********************************

*"Thatha wants to get married." said the woman in a trembling voice.

"Go home, son."

Maryam's voice still echoed through Qameella's eardrum. The girl was stuck alone in the silence of the room containing the four cubicles. Of the four cubicles that are only cubicles are already inhabited. The rest is still empty yet because the three colleagues still have not come. Maybe soon they will come to fill their place.

Since first working in this company, Qameella can be said to be one of the diligent employees. He always comes on time, very rarely comes late. Especially after moving to a rented house near the office, not only saving time can also save money on public transportation. Because the distance from the rented house to the office is not too far away. He can take it on foot.

‘Thatha to marry?’his mind muttered repeating Maryam's words on the phone earlier.

Qameella leaned her back against the seat back behind her while sighing tiredly.

‘Finally, that luck sided with Thatha for finding her soul mate. He must be very happy to be happy with his partner. Stringing up his despair for the future ...,’ his eyes closed for a moment then smiling summarily.

‘Dan, me?’ Qameella opened her eyes again. His black net was staring straight at the computer screen that had already revealed a landscape wallpaper.

Although half his heart also felt the happiness that now enveloped the heart of his twin sister, Qarmitha. But at the same time, at another corner of his heart felt the opposite. A kind of anxiety that comes from envy.

It is like a coin that has two different sides. Perhaps that is the proper expression to describe the life of Qameella and Qarmitha. Both are identical twin girls. But God wrote down the path of life that the two experienced was different. And Qameella always felt the good fortune that always shaded Qarmitha since childhood. He has always been a less fortunate man. Also always get full affection from Gusti and Maryam.

This was proven when Qameella was a child. Gusti and Maryam always gave special treatment to Qarmitha. Due to the sickly condition of Qarmitha, intensive care is needed. While he became a child who was dumped in another family. There was much suffering that they had endured without knowing. Mirisnya, let alone to protest or just reject the situation, Meella little innocent and innocent can not do anything. Because they don't know what to do. His little brain was too naive to deal with the circumstances back then, so he could only take it for granted.

Gusti and Maryam never imagined what would happen to her little daughter, Qameella who was far away from them as well as her side effects the next day. They focused only on the healing of Qarmitha. After what they had done to their twin daughters, they always thought it was fair.

Qameella changed her sitting position to be more upright. His mind was still fixed on his fate. To this day, she is still mourning the death of her husband. Perhaps she had been exposed to acute bucin or acute love syndrome until her heart's eyes were blinded, unable to see the beauty of the other love in her heart.

“Huh, still early in the morning already, Meel?” rebuke a formally dressed young lady who was already sitting in the cubicle next to her. She is Dita.

Feeling that someone was reprimanding her, Qameella turned to the source of the voice with her feet on her face.

“Each, cepet find a partner. Do not feel at home in a singles, later because you know the taste,” sneer Dita makes Qameella reluctant to respond.

“Nih, look at me!” the thrill of making Qameella focus on her beautiful and fresh appearance. Also the stomach that looks already bloated because it is five months pregnant.

“Now I am happy - happy already have a husband, and soon will have a baby. Envy you lo?” Qameella rolled her eyes lazily. The girl refused to chimed in Dita's words that smelled of innuendo.

“Heh, showing off the mullahs already have a husband,” complained Qameella who sounded like a mutter. He immediately moved straighten the view on the monitor screen in front of him. Put your fingers on the keyboard.

“Gue is no longer showing off, but this is a fact,” he added did not want to be underestimated.

“Only want to until when elo defense status of the flower widow lo?” dita really can't put the brakes on her mouth. The young woman, two years older than Qameella, was unknowingly awakening the sleeping lion.

Qameella's status in the office environment has indeed become an open secret. And sometimes it becomes public consumption because gambling recognizes the marriage that occurred too early at that time. As well as his cold attitude towards the opposite sex makes it sometimes a gossip material in the office. But Qameella never tried to respond to the sloping news about her. After all, her marriage to the Guard was not to cover up disgrace. Except pure misunderstanding incidents. Not like the person who was his interlocutor earlier. Married only three months, but already five months pregnant. Also as long as it was not rumored to be an actor, he would not have to bother to confirm to any party. When that happens, I don't know how he is. That's obviously not good for his future, period!

Qameella clenched her fists in order to control her attitude and her emotions remained stable. Then install a quiet mode and focus on what he is working on. Trying indifferently and unwilling to care about Dita's words anymore, which only makes the ears hot, mental and resourceful damaged. It is better to embed the sentence ‘Shut it gold’, or .. ‘Let the dog bark the caravan keep passing’ in the heart.

Qameella raised her face to the source of the voice that was in front of her cubicle. Her net caught a towering level body in front of her as the woman stood facing her.

“Eh, Brother Arien when comes?” qameella rebuked him in pleasantries to divert the conversation. “Only have I come, Meel,” said the woman named Arien. Snorting as he flicked his lips and moved them to the right and to the left.

“Meel, you don't have to be horrified said someone else. Enough of a strong principle. So just yourself. No need to be someone else want, if only eliminate our own identity,” a few rows of sentences gliding smoothly from the lips Arien sound quite burning Dita's thin ears. The woman who was fairly mature age was deliberately said that because she was saturated with words that like to tell Qameella to find a partner. Because her single self also felt pinched by it.

“Ih, Madam Arien why the hell would want to interfere with other people's affairs. Remember yes Ma'am, I again said Meella is not the same Mbak,” protest Dita felt pestered by the presence of Arien.

“Lagian Meella was also fine-fine when I said find a partner. But why is Ma'am Arien the sewot anyway? Not so obvious!” continued fierce.

“Cih! Arrogant.. mentang-petang already his arrogant marriage to the crown,” cibir Arien ketus.

“Heh, if not for spitting first, do you guys want to marry?” arien.

“Huh! It is better to be married first. Than Mbak Arien, has been dating for a long time, proposal, also spread the invitation but only in PHP-in doang. Mbak..., Ma'am... Kasian really? How can you marry another girl? Ha-ha-ha..” what a terrible reply to Arien. Dita was very satisfied to see the change in facial expression of the old virgin, slowly paled.

Recently there has been news about the cancellation of Arien's wedding in the office. Though all preparations by the day H is already 65%. It's really pity for Arien.

Arien clenched her fists while pursing her lips. His pair of clear neutrals felt heated up and began to blush. His arrogance that had been burning, suddenly extinguished and nyungsep out of nowhere. A pair of sturdy, long legs began to lose their power. Then slowly weakened to lose strength, instantly taking a step back. Then sit in his chair properly.

Qameella actually hated the commotion that was always done by two women who were no longer children. But their attitude exceeds that of five-year-olds when they are at odds. And he can't just be quiet in a snatch condition. In the end he also had to be present to be a mediator, as well as being a wise person among his seniors.

*

Gusti House

Before knocking on Gusti's office door. Maryam wiped away the rest of her tears that had dripped on her phone with Qameella. His heart was sad when it came to Qameella. After getting permission from the owner of the place, the woman turned the door handle to get inside.

“Dad,” he said gently to surprise the daydream of the man behind the worktable. The net immediately collided with a man who still looked handsome at his age who was no longer young.

“Ma,” said Gusti briefly while upholding his sitting position.

Maryam went straight to the sofa that was also in the room. Then he sat down without waiting for permission from Gusti.

“Mama already called Lala, Well,” Maryam looked carefully.

Gusti raised his eyebrows next to his. Focused his attention on the woman he was talking to.

“What's he saying, Ma?” tanyanya was impatient.

“Says... Lala will be home later this week.”.

“Oh, thank God,” there was a glowing look of relief on Gusti's face. A smile on Mary's lips.

Hopefully Lala's return can be better. Please Gusti in the inner Maryam.

*

Get here first, story this time. The author is currently completing the next episode. See you next episode...