Twin Love Persons

KCK_2#25

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Andika walks around every corner of the ballroom of the five-star hotel, one of the hotels under the auspices of the State's Group, hers. His eagle eyes looked sharp watching every worker who moved to decorate the room with beautiful fresh flowers. The room to be used for the grand event of his favorite son, the Guard. Yeah, especially if it's not Garda's engagement to Bianca tonight.

The handsome and dashing man was indeed his age was no longer as young as he used to be. But his body moves still as agile as a young child. He deliberately intervened to take care of Garda's engagement. Although not 100% because of hiring event organizer services, at least a little more can be in accordance with expectations.

In a different place at almost the same time. In a closed room, had sat a man in his fifty years on a single sofa. Then a woman in her nearly fifties sat side by side with a twenty-five year old young girl on a long sofa.

"It turns out that our efforts have not been in vain so far, because our beloved daughter managed to enter this stage," said the almost middle-aged woman while caressing the top of her daughter's head.

The girl smiled broadly as she leaned her head against the mother's shoulder.

"Don't be happy first" the man interrupted. Suddenly the cheerful face of the woman immediately turned sour and clucked unhappily.

"We haven't been fully successful. Bianca is still not a Mistress in the State family. He still had to work hard again to subdue the Guard."

The young girl was Bianca, the Guard's future fiancee. Straight up his head.

"Papa take it easy, Bianca will keep trying to keep the Guard completely submissive under our feet. Moreover, Om Andika has made our way easier. Bianca believes we can control the wealth of the State's Group" he said with high confidence.

"Mama's son is very sweet and smart, too" praised the woman as she cupped her palms on both cheeks.

Bianca smiled cheerfully.

By propping up his head on the sofa hand, the man smiled mysteriously.

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Thirty minutes before the engagement begins. Guests ranging from businessmen, conglomerates to officials, seem to have arrived to fill the hotel ballroom transformed into a garden full of flowers. Do not miss people who have an important position in the state branch company’s group also attended the party. As well as some selected employees, because it is not possible for all employees of the State's Group from all branch offices spread almost throughout Indonesia and abroad to meet the hotel ballroom. You can imagine how dense and clouded it. Instead of wanting to enliven the party even damage the atmosphere.

Either luck or vice versa for Qameella to be one of the invited guests at the party. Along with Fadhlan, Arien and Dita, also two people from other divisions. The girl had to come along because Dita forced her. Under the pretext of the desire of the baby in his stomach, making Qameella difficult to resist.

Dita was really good at making Qameella unable to refuse all her requests. Before leaving for the party, Dita also managed to make over the girl with glasses minus it looks very beautiful with a beautiful white sleeveless dress and charming. Of course, the dress is one of the best collections of Dita and its accessories. But it looks right on Qameella's slender body. In addition, the pregnant woman managed to remove the glasses minus that always nangkring at the base of her nose. Use contact lenses as a substitute for glasses.

"Perfecto and pretty to," decak Dita praised Qameella's beauty. While the praised girl just silently stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror.

Garda is still in the same hotel suite room as the ballroom where her engagement was held. The twenty-four-year-old over two months looked handsome with his black tuxedo wrapped. While Andika is still improving assisted by a beautiful woman who has been with him for quite a long time. However, the status of the two is still unclear.

In the middle of the hotel ballroom that has been crowded by guests. From the crowd, Qameella suddenly appeared with a radiant charm of elegance. Until making Fadhlan and Arien who had come first, stunned to see it with slow motion. Both of them had only first seen the extraordinary appearance of the girl who had always hidden her haqiqi beauty behind her simple appearance and her minus glasses.

"Meella's? Elo, really Meella?" Arien seemed less confident. His eyes scanned every inch of the girl's body which looked clumsy and uneasy.

"Great am I, Ma'am? I managed to conjure a rich cupoo girl Meella so beautiful like a princess," Dita smiled proudly showing her masterpiece.

Arien just smudged her lips, not willing to admit Dita's cleverness.

"Beautiful!" Fadhlan suddenly made a soft voice. Her pair of eagle eyes did not blink, as if bewitched by Qameella's beauty.

Fadhlan heaved a sigh of relief. Saved by the MC.

"Ladies and gentleman.let us welcome the presence of the bride-to-be, Bianca Prayoga Hutomo."

The invited guests applauded as they moved closer to the stage, welcoming the arrival of the beautiful girl as she just climbed up to stand on the stage. Most of them praised the beauty of Bianca who looked very graceful with a long dress dangling to touch the floor, the design of a famous Indonesian designer.

Qameella simply observed with her flat expression amidst the crowd of guests present tonight. And applaud even if only half-hearted.

One minute later. MC re-opens the sound. This time, he called the groom.

"Ladies and gentleman, after the bride-to-be is present. Immediately we present the prospective groom, Pandega Garda Negara, the son of the father of Andika Pratama Negara. Which we both already know he is a successful businessman not only in the country, even abroad."

The deg!

Qameella's chest suddenly felt tight as if it was hit by something invisible, after hearing the two names called by the MC on stage. Almost fell because a pair of leg ranks suddenly went out without energy.

"Elo why, Meel?" reprimand Arien while supporting the body of Qameella who almost fell.

"Sir, I'm not papa, Ma'am," said Qameella trying to stand strong. Although in the end Arien swept it to a more comfortable place.

Fadhlan and Dita were still standing near the stage with the other guests. So, they had no idea what was going on with Qameella.

"Elo sick?" investigate Arien while checking Qameella's body temperature, by placing the back of her hand on the forehead of the girl whose face looks pale.

"Son, I don't know, Ma'am," Qameella tried to calm the panicked Arien.

"Bak is calm. I really am not papa. I just don't usually wear high heels rich gini," he continued trying to explain while showing high heels on his feet.

Arien grunted in relief. The panic disappeared in an instant.

"Huh! Fortunately, if only so doang anyway. I'm worried about you doing anything."

Qameella smiled even though in her heart it still felt chaotic. How not, if the name and familiar face suddenly appear in front of the eyes. The people he should not have met, and the people he should have no longer existed in this world.

"Sir, Ma'am just go back there, join the others. I'm not papa. Don't worry."

"But, Meel..."

"Udah. I'm not papa. I'm going to the toilet, anyway. Ma'am Arien's mom wants me to go there?" goda Qameella intended to drive Arien away subtly.

Of course Arien did not want to be very in accordance with Qameella's prediction. Then the young woman withdrew to join Dita and Fadhlan.

Now stay Qameella alone, away from the crowds that exist. He didn't go to the toilet because he didn't want to. He lied to Arien, saying he wanted to go to the toilet just to get rid of her.

Qameella wanted to be alone and kept silent in a corner that no one could see. Tears that from earlier he held as hard as he could until his head a little dizzy. Finally, it splashed down her cheeks. When she cried, she forgot to wear contact lenses. Nor is it aware that the small transparent object comes out with tears flowing.

From a distance there was secretly someone who was watching Qameella. I don't know who he is, which is clear the guy has been watching the girl ever since he arrived at the party.

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