Twin Love Persons

I'm Going Home

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Somehow the expression of the current Dance after hearing the voice of that sotoy guy, Qameella could only guess\-nerka. Maybe Dance was surprised. And very disappointed to hear the words of a guy who has made him instantly so bad mood.

"Issshhh!.." decak Qameella was upset.

He quickly tried to snatch his phone from the Guard. But the harder the effort, the harder it is to achieve. His anger rose to the ubun\-tubun when Garda raised Qameella's phone high\-high while standing, until it was difficult to reach him. Because the size of his body is less high with the Guard of course.

"Rome!" suddenly the name just slid from Qameella's lips in a loud voice.

The visitors who were also enjoying their meal in the visitor's seat were shocked, turning their attention towards Qameella. No exception to the Guard.

"Who did you say just now?" ask the guy full of emphasis. The look in his eyes sharply looked towards the girl by his side, giving a frightening impression to anyone who got that look.

"Rome?" The Guard repeated by pressing the name. Slowly lowering his hand, handed Qameella's phone back to the owner in annoyance.

"Ehh. hmm.." Qameella's tongue suddenly\whimpered. Difficult to pronounce\-word. Subduing his face and gaze to avoid eye contact with the Guard still frightened him, who seemed to\-want to swallow him round\-round.

Qameella's hand reached out to receive her phone back.

*

Qameella still did not dare to make a sound since the tension earlier inside the cafe. He and the Guard are currently on their way home. But he only realized when Garda stopped the pace of his motorcycle. Turns out that shitty guy didn't drive her home. But to a beautiful garden, in the middle there is an artificial lake that refreshes the eyes.

The beautiful and clean-skinned girl was surprised, why not be sent home. But taken to a foreign place. Negative\-thoughts started popping up filling his head. The reason was recently\-she saw a news broadcast on tv, about a girl brought by someone she just knew on social media. After a few days, he disappeared without any news. The girl was found lifeless in the bush\-brush. Apparently before being killed the girl was raped, and taken her valuables.

Because of that thought, he was worried about himself. Fear\-fear the guy in front of her did the same thing as the one in the news broadcast the other day. His heart beat fast. Cold sweat poured from his temple. His hands felt cold too.

"Well, why did you bring me here?" he asked in fear, "gue wants to go home."

"Quick down!" tell the Guard to tilt his head slightly. Then he opened his helmet after turning off his motorcycle engine.

Qameella got off the Guard motorcycle seat. Immediately remove the helmet from the head and hand it over.

"OKAY. I can go home by myself." he immediately went away. But just a few steps away, suddenly the Guard pulled his arm, forcing him to continue his steps and turn his head.

"Elo can't go so far."

"Why? Any issues?" ask Qameella sarcasm.

"There is something you need to know, and it must be clarified" he replied firmly. Then pulled Qameella's arm as if asking her to follow in her footsteps, without giving the girl a chance to accept or reject him.

The Guard sat on a park bench, then he slightly forced Qameella to sit next to him by pulling her arm. I don't want Qameella to sit down. Although \[un deep down in his heart was very restless and afraid.

Qameella suddenly grew panicked as the Guard turned his body towards her. Handsome guy with clean skin, his eyes are not big, his nose is sharp, his eyebrows are thick too. The girl shifted her seat back.

The guard frowned when he saw the face of his girl who paled in fear.

"Why?" telisikannya.

"Ja.. don't get close\-close!" he shouted while pushing the Garda's chest. "keep your distance. Well, you better." he continued half whispering at the end of his sentence, but could be heard clearly by the Guard.

Garda grinned at Qameella's fearful expression, which seemed to attract her attention. And want to keep teasing him.

Very plain, this girl. thought Garda.

"What do you do to keep your distance?" asked the astonished Guard raising next to his eyebrows.

"Yes..just be comfortable." said Qameella.

"Not so either." Qameella's rebuttal confirmed her sitting position.

The guard looked at him fixedly making the girl uneasy, then turned his gaze straight ahead.

"Udah afternoon, and it's almost dark. I have to take a step home." Qameella looked up at the sky which was almost no longer bright. "gue was worried my family was panicking my nyariin."

The gagging Guard did not expect there to be still a colossal family Qameella had. For as long as he lived for nearly eighteen years, his parents had never worried about him. Even his girl friends\-friends never mention their family who worry when they come home late.

"OKAY. Since nothing matters, I'm going home now." Qameella stood up.

"Wait!" The Guard grabbed Qameella's hand. Holding him from leaving.

"Otherwise?" qameella asked lazily looking towards the guy.

"We haven't said anything\-nothing."

"Yes.mistake yourself. Why from earlier elo continued to\-continue ngulur\-ngulur time." said Qameella ketus.

"Oh, it's my fault, is it?"

"Keep, who's wrong with you again? L'm I?" Qameella let go of Guard's hand grip. "sori yes. From the beginning I never did. I didn't ask Elo to come. Moreover ngajakin elo get here." he explained to resuscitate the Guard for his actions.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong. I've come to school and ngajakin elo get here." The Guard was forced to admit it. "but I have a good reason to be with me."

Qameella just silently listened to the words of the man who was currently standing before her with a gaze that she could not read.

"First elo is my bini. I need to see you to see the condition of Elo."

"OKAY. Now you can see if I'm good\-well, right? But. I can accept you as my husband."

"Reason?"

"The reason is because our marriage is just a misunderstanding factor. So don't take that seriously. And again, we're both not old enough to be spelled out as a couple. We are not familiar, not lovers. We don't love each other" Qameella told diplomatic.

The guard raised next to his eyebrows. Trying to understand the facts\-facts that have just been expressed by Qameella.

"OKAY. I can accept your reason. But for our marriage, elo can not deny if we are already official as husband and wife according to religious law. There is no problem with the presence or absence of love between us. I think love will grow as long as we want to plant and cultivate it."

"Lose the tree." muttered Qameella softly. For a moment both were silent.

"Yes. Elo called me Rega. Why?"

"What is your relationship with Rega?" qameella said, asking.

The guard smiled obliquely.

"Gue guessed from the beginning."

"meaning?" Qameella asked for an explanation.

"Yes. You must think I must be Rega, right?"

Qameella just kept quiet not wanting to answer.

"Because my face is exactly the same as her. So elo from the beginning thought I was Rega. That's why back in the cafe the elo reflex yelled at me with that name."

"Yes. Because I only know the face of this elo kayak is similar to Rega. Even if I doubt it sometimes, whether it's him or not." Qameella lowered her voice at the end of her sentence.

The smiling guard tilted again. Shifting his gaze while shaking his waist, and poking his lips in disappointment.