Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#31

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Not to be presumptuous, the Guard was forced to open the bag without permission. Not much stuff was found in it. Just a phone and a wallet. He easily checked every corner of the wallet and opened the phone. It's just that the phone runs out of power when it will unlock the screen lock code.

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Garda put the phone roughly on the bed. He was unable to find the desired evidence.

When Garda was opening the girl's wallet, suddenly there was an object that just slid from the gap of the wallet. Then it fell right on his lap. Suddenly the handsome man gasped in shock, lowering his gaze at that thing. It turned out to be a white gold plated necklace complete with its pendant.

"This..," the Guard paused for a moment to observe the necklace, especially the graffiti on the pendant. "... how is it possible?"

It seems impossible if the original owner of this necklace was the girl. The girl who introduced herself was named Qameella. Because this is not a necklace for women. Both in terms of design, and the name engraved on the pendant does not reflect women.

One that the Guard believed, the original owner of this necklace was himself. Yeah, hers. It is evident from the name engraved there, 'GARDA'. And this necklace is long gone. He had been looking for it for a long time, but only today he found it.

Hurriedly the Guard grabbed his cell phone lying on top of the bedside nightstand. Then find one number that is often contacted before.

"Hello," he said quickly when it was connected.

"Sandi, please immediately you find the full data of the employees of the State's Group, his name is Qa..," suddenly he forgot the name of the girl. Then he tried to think quickly and remember it while closing his eyes and massaging the base of his nose.

"Aah, man,... Qameellas. Yes, Qameella Aulia." again she forgot the girl's full name.

"Aulia. Anyway you just look for the full data. After that, you send me my personal email. Hmm.. I wait for the result thirty minutes from now, yes," he concluded unilaterally disconnecting his phone.

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Dance knocked on her own bedroom door slowly from the outside, carrying a cup of warm tea in the other hand. Then push it slowly so as not to disturb Qameella who is not sure what

doing so. The girl just sat quietly on the edge of the bed. Still with a bathrobe lent Dance, and her hair wrapped neatly using a towel after shampooing.

His eyes looked puffy, maybe he still cried when he

shower earlier. His gaze was blank and straight staring at the clean room floor.

Haihz. That flat facial expression reminded Tari of the day that Qameella.

know about the Guard's death. It hurts to see him like that. Yang

just seeing it was already feeling pain, what about the person who

pertinent? Of course it's not just pain. Except feel like

lost half of their lives.

Actually... What's the same with Meella, huh? What happened to him? But.. I can't directly nanya the same him now!

Qameella hasn't told me anything about anything that's happened to her. But Tari could guess the problem her best friend was facing was not something that could be considered trivial. Evident from body gestures and facial expressions that are spelled out as if to say, how much burden is being borne.

Though Tari had long wanted to ask about the engagement of Qameella with a man named Mirza. Unfortunately again, the information he got wasn't from Qameella's own mouth. But from the media

social belongs to Qamitha.

“Hey, Meel, have you finished your bath?” purposely Dance asked just to make small talk. Then put the tea she brought on the dresser.

But the girl just kept quiet, not giving any response.

“Diminum the tea, Meel, mumpung still warm,” Tari hope this time Qameella responds. Honey, there's no change. Nevertheless, Dance is not hurt.

Dance walked towards the front of the two-door wardrobe, five or six steps away from her bed. Afterwards he took his clothes to lend to Meella.

Tari silently glanced towards Meella from the tail of her eyes, not for long just for a moment. In addition to following his high level of bravery.

Also to find out the change in attitude Meella, who had just been silent as a lifeless object. And. nothing has changed. Meella remained in her position.

“Meel, elo sure you don't want to tell me, about your problem today?” the answer opened the conversation. But there was still no response, as if he was talking to himself.

“Nih, wear my shirt,” he continued a little divert the conversation while putting the clothes he took on Meella's lap.

“Still, Tar. Elo already want to accept me here,” finally cold girl like ice cubes that sound.

“Yeah, Meel... elo do not have to use this time...,” said Dance directly hugged Meella while sitting next to her. Both cheeks

they stick together.

“Still, thanks, Tar. Thanks elo always there for me,” Meella's voice vibrates along with her tears that spill in the arms of Dance.

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“So, she was married when she was in High School?” Garda rubbed under his nose with one index finger.

Garda frowned as he read the report about Qameella through an email sent by his personal assistant. He was just surprised by the status that the girl had ‘JANDA'. But the unique information on the card

the resident sign (KTP) is single.

“Interesting,” decide with a mysterious smile. The handsome man closed his email after reading everything through to completion.

Guard's forehead again crinkled considering the necklace he had found from inside the girl's wallet. He was a little surprised, why could his necklace be in Qameella's hands?

He had never given it to anyone before. Including Bianca even now has the status of her fiance.

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Meella is done wearing the clothes that Tari gave her. His condition was calmer than before. He also had time to lie on the bed even though he could not fall asleep. Then he sat up and drowned his face on his knees.

His mind was still in a state of chaos considering the events this morning that felt like a dream. The virginity she had been so well-guarded for twenty-four years, simply disappeared without her realizing it.

He was ready to hand it over to the Guard. At that night, as a birthday gift, but not because of circumstances.

Now Meella is completely unprepared for all this reality. He was confused and confused. I don't know what to explain to Mirza, the man who will soon be her husband. The one who is most entitled to her and her virginity.

Meella also could not imagine how her parents, Mitha, and her future father-in-law would react to this.

Did Meella have to die by suicide because she could not bear this sin and shame?

"Meel..," Dance's voice suddenly knocked on her eardrum. As well as shocking him to instantly raise his wet face, looking for the source of the sound. His eyes and nose were red from crying.

"Meel..., elo why ?" ask the skinny girl worried. Sit down to approach.

Meella hugs Dance quickly with tears in her eyes.

"Tar, did I die only once. Honestly, I can no longer live like this" he said desperately.

"Guus!" Dance pushes Meella's body away, trying to resuscitate her from strange and dangerous thoughts.

"Well what the hell is rich talking about that? Can't know!"

"Gue can't keep this up, Tar..," he said.

"There I am, Meel, there I am" said Tari with a trembling voice. He was sad too.

"Elo can talk to me, if you have a problem. Elo can go to my house if you are not comfortable in your house," this time Tari's tears fell on her cheeks.

"As long as you're not short-minded. I asked you to lupain Garda. He's dead, Meel.he's just toxic to your life."

"Gue doesn't want elo to die silly just want to follow him dead. Remember Meel, man's life is predetermined by God. We as ordinary people can only be grateful to still be given long life. And try to live this life as it should."

Meella covered her face with both palms. Crying bitterly. Then put both of his palms on the right and left side of his face.

"Gue is just confused Tar. I can't continue my life" he said stammered.

"What do you mean?" Dance frowned seriously.

"Gue is no longer a virgin, Tar.." he said.

What's?!

"When I want to get married soon. Later what I said to my future husband, Tar..."

"Gue's confused. Not to mention my parents. Especially my Dad. I. huhuhu.." Meella's cries completely broke out of control. He covered his face with both of his palms.

Dance only fell silent at Meella's explanation. He doesn't have the right solution at the moment. All he can do is give a warm hug to give spirit to his best friend.

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I used to tell the episode this time. 🙏 sorry the author has not been able to update the story more and longer if the update. Please understand.

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