Twin Love Persons

KCK_2#22

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The Guard walked through the hallway of his office towards the meeting room. Followed by a young woman behind him, yes she is his secretary, Gina. Today he has a contract signing with another company.

Inside the meeting room was waiting for a young man, if judging by his age was not much different from the Guard. And the man is not alone. He was accompanied by a male assistant, also of not much different age to him. Let's just say they're all one force.

When the door of the room opened, the man and his assistant immediately stood up while tidying up his suit. A pair of dark shades belonging to the man broke into surprise, when he first saw the figure of the Guard emerge from behind the door. His eyes were heating up making tears come out of his fertilizer.

Gina was about to introduce the Guard to the man. But not yet had his lips spoken, the man immediately sprinkled and hugged the Guard tightly with tears unraveled. His shoulders shook and went up and down.

"It turns out my hunch is right. Elo's alive, bro. Elo's alive, "he's shaking violently. Both of his hands tightly grabbed the heavy body of the Guard.

Huh uh?!

Everyone including the Guard was confused by the man's attitude. Especially hearing her unreasonable words. You freak!

The dizzy guard while frowning did not understand with the client's demeanor that was like crazy. Maybe if you don't remember there's a plan of cooperation, the Guard has beaten this guy out. Then he wanted to push the body of this mature brown-skinned man away from his body. But the man pushed the Guard's body away from him, with both hands clutching the Guard's shoulders. He was still shedding tears, should he see the body of the Garda who was fresh in shape.

"Bro, you remember me? I'm Ryan, Keling. Elo's best friend first. We used to be a motorcycle boy, an ABABIL gang. Remember?" asked the young man enthusiastically.

Huh huh? The ABABIL motorcycle gang?!

The Guard had not yet had time to give an answer to that puzzling question. Suddenly the man's assistant named Ryan patted her on the shoulder, resuscitating from her daydream.

Damn, I am ashamed! His mind rebukes itself.

"Sir Ryan, this is our new CEO. He is Mr. Pandega," Gina said, introducing her boss.

The guard! Yeah, that's right, Elo Guard, bro!

But, how is it possible?

Ryan grinned widely as he reached out and shook hands. Then greeted the Guard with a friendly smile.

"It's good to see you, Mr. Ryan," a familiar voice in Ryan's ear, grew in confidence with his conjecture.

"Of course I'd rather see you" said Ryan honestly.

The Guard immediately let Ryan and his assistant sit down. Followed by himself and lastly Gina, the secretary.

The two young businessmen shook hands again after they finished signing their respective cooperation contracts. Without speaking at length the two followed by their respective secretaries left the meeting room.

"Thank you, hopefully this cooperation can provide benefits for our company together," Garda said before releasing Ryan's departure while shaking hands for the last time.

"Together, I also hope so," said Ryan to give up each other's hands.

Ryan and his assistant as his secretary get into a car about to dart away from Andika's company. But now there is the intervention of the Guard as regeneration.

"Please look for data on the new CEO of the State's Group" Ryan said.

"Huh? Father Mean... Mr Pandega?" the assistant was surprised. They have just met, but why...

"Yes, who else, Danu??? You?!" said Ryan in a slightly raised voice with a pair of widened eyes. It was as if the look in his eyes could scorch the object he was looking at.

The bespectacled young man only grinned foolishly while scratching his non-itchy head.

"But, Sir..."

"Don't use but-but. I want tomorrow morning all the full data about that CEO is already on my desk, period!" he said without wanting to be refuted again. "and, should be detail, remember that!"

"Well, sir," the assistant named Danu stammered.

Ryan stared at the highway. Occasionally the head looks mangosteen.

The car they ride continues to go through the capital highway which is very crowded, but there is no significant traffic jam.

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Next day.

After completing the task of his office that is not too much, Ryan deliberately went to the ABABIL basecamp which has now changed function. It used to be an old building that was only a gathering place for ABABIL gang members. But after the Guard's death and increasing age, also after an accident incident in the wild racing activities one of them almost dropped out of this world, the, alias almost dead then they decided no longer to be a member of the motorcycle gang ABABIL. They all agreed to disband but still did not leave the ABABIL gang and basecamp.

Therefore, Ryan proposed also providing business capital for workshops and steam washing motorcycles and cars by utilizing the building. In addition to empowering skilled personnel former members of the motorcycle gang ABABIL of course. Thank God, the workshop and steam washing motor-car goes well. Bring profit for Ryan as well as a place of business to seek sustenance of former gang members of course. Not all former members of the ABABIL motorcycle gang are involved in developing the business. Only a few in between them like, Rombeng, Sonik and Buchek.

Although the basecamp they love has switched functions. They still retain the items on their original form. Think of it as local wisdom. Especially the room they once used as a gathering place. And sofas that are no longer feasible are also outdated. There are some parts that have been damaged because of age. But they try to improve it by maintaining the shape and pattern like the original. In addition to being a memento as well as a remedy for their longing for the figure of their former gang leader, the Guard.

Ryan looked at two different signposts with a slight face up from the windshield of his car,

ABABIL MOTORCYCLE WORKSHOP

STEAM WASHER MOTOR AND CAR ABABIL

Ryan's car stopped and parked it perfectly in front of the ABABIL workshop. Then open the car door, get out and close it again before leaving the luxury sports car.

“Weihs... Boss,” welcome Rombeng warmly upon seeing Ryan's arrival. Rush the man who now maintains the whiskers and the thin beard, leaving behind his machine and workshop equipment. Before leaving he had time to wipe both hands dirty by oil and engine oil. He also took his job with his assistant.

Ryan raised his right palm into the air. Form hi-five reply greeting Rombeng. His left hand held a brown envelope. Then do their typical salaman since they first joined the ABABIL gang. Hugged later.

“Where's the workshop? Rame?” ryan asked pleasantries while pushing Rombeng's body plan that looks not thin nor too fat.

“Lumayan. The name of sustenance must be as it is now. Although not much, but can make a kitchen at home bulging," answered Rombeng full of deep meaning.

"Pantesan, now your body contains a little more," continued Ryan, patting Rombeng's back.

"It could be lo," Rombeng blushed.

"Where are the others?" Ryan was looking for someone.

"There was. Buchek same sonik still gawe. I'll ask the boy to call him-he's on. Yep, come in first!" the man dressed in the workshop immediately invited him into the room they used to use for gatherings.

Ryan's tears floated looking at the room that had not changed in the slightest. Stay the same as before. Make it a moment of shame and miss the atmosphere of those moments. In his mind were memories during High School. Everything is still recorded clearly without anything less.

"Sit down first, Boss!” rombeng's voice stunned Ryan into the real world.

Ryan smiled awkwardly.

"Why? Elo miss the same memories we used to have?" search Rombeng kepo.

Ryan did not answer. Only a smile floated on his lips. As if as an answer to Rombeng's question. Then he sat down in the Guard's favorite chair.

Rombeng observed Ryan's behavior, also able to feel what was emanated from the look of his best friend's eyes.

"Woy, Bro! Nongol lo new?" tegur Buchek warmly immediately invite their special shaman.

"Wooy!" sonic greeting follows the motion of Buchek.

Ryan also welcomed the typical greetings from them one by one.

"Biasalah... his name is also a busy person," said Ryan joking.

"Yes, yes, I know you're busy" said Buchhek.

All four sat in their respective positions. They also had time to reminisce about the days they had been through in this place.

Ryan is very grateful to Rombeng, Buchek and Sonik who still keep this place well. Especially in the room where they are located along with their attributes that are allowed to remain in a shape and position that does not change in the slightest.

Not long after, Ryan pushed the brown envelope he was carrying on the table toward them.

"What's this?" rombeng's investigation was confused.

"Elo no longer gives us a will, right?" babble Sonic origin.

"Damn lo! You think I want to die, give me all the wills. If so, when did I give it to the elo-elo?" spray Ryan pissed.

"Well, who knows I got the legacy of the car from lo, hehehe.." added Sonik crisp laugh.

Sontak Buchek mentoyor Sonic's head.

"Huh, anjir lo!"

"Trus, what's in this envelope?" asked Rombeng impatiently.

"Open it!" ryan's words were directly done by Rombeng.

Sonik and Buchek directly close their respective bodies to Rombeng, curious also want to know what is contained in the envelope.

Slowly but surely Rombeng took out all the contents from inside the envelope that Ryan carried sheet by sheet. There are several thin stacks of HVS paper with a row of writing that Rombeng has not yet read. Two postcard sized photographs. He can recognize the person in the photo because his face is very familiar.

"Reg? This is Rega's picture, isn't it, Ling?" tanya Sonik grabbed one of those photos. Then hang it in the air and show Ryan.

Ryan nodded in confirming.

"Yes." Yeah."

Then Buchek also grabbed another photo, which of course was the same as Rega.

"This one too, Rega's photo too, right?" do the same with sonic.

Rombeng took the photo in the hands of Sonic and Buchk. Then put the rough on the table.

"Gapain elo bring a picture of Rega, keep pointing it at us, huh?"

Ryan did not answer. He just took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket. After taking a stick, throw the rest that is still wrapped neatly in the wrapper on slowly.

Continue taking the lighter from the other pocket. Without speaking a word, directly lit his cigarette. Then suck it slowly. Similarly, when exhaling smoke.

"What's up? Elo again miss him (Garda)?"

Ryan just casually grinned while throwing cigarette ash into the ashtray.

"Yes" Ryan said in the end.

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