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Garda most dislike when he is equated by Rega, who incidentally his twin brother. He who was born only ten minutes apart from Rega, was always compared by anyone, especially his parents.
Rega who tends to be calm, easy to manage, obedient, diligent learning, achievement, and has a good etitut, is certainly a pride for both parents.
In contrast to the Guard who are dissident, lazy to learn, but academic value never dropped. He is also famous as a trouble maker in school, because of his discipline and likes to get into fights with school friends.
He also rarely gets into fights outside of school. Her hobbies like wild racing, often get her in trouble. Both of his parents also messed with his behavior.
But it is not the Guard if it does not care about people who do not support all their activities. He who is ignorant chooses not to take a headache with all the comments, also the scolding of his papa is only considered the wind.
Qameella was speechless at the sudden silence of the Guard. He doesn't know how to behave. A foreigner who had only met three times before him.
Garda again sat on the park bench with a downcast facial expression. Followed by Qameella. Apparently the girl was still curious about the continuation of the explanation from the Guard. The look in his eyes was fixed on the guy who had a similar face to the guy he had always liked.
"Actually, me and Rega are twin brothers" Garda said after a long silence.
Qameella widened her eyes in shock at the startling fact.
The twins?
"So..."
"Gue and Rega were only ten minutes adrift at birth" explained the Guard with a sad look.
Speechless qameella. She remembered herself and Qarmitha, who were twin sisters. His birth and Mitha were only five minutes apart.
"I'm sure you're disappointed, because I'm not Rega. I realize, I can't be compared Rega in any way," he said softly. "maybe that's the reason elo reject me, right?"
Qameella frowned, feeling like she had no such thoughts.
"Gue might lose out on academic affairs. But if it's about the face, you don't have to doubt it. I can still compete." he continued full of confidence and then chuckled.
Qameella only smiled wryly at the clamor of the fanged Guard.
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The Qameella family home.
Both Qameella and Qarmitha's parents have returned from their grandmother's house.
"Ma, try to call Meella where it is now. Because it's dark gini that the child is still not home." his father said worried.
The man, who is more than half a century old, did not ask his wife to find out his other daughter, Qarmitha. Because he already knew that one daughter was always doing what she wanted, and it was difficult to manage.
"Yes. Well." said mama obediently. I grabbed her phone and searched Qameella's phone number. After that contact him. But not lifted by Qameella who is still fun to chat with the Guard on the edge of the lake.
"Tumben very child, his phone is not lifted up." muttered Maryam astonished. "he will be called again, if he has not come home yet. Who knows now on the road, so don't know if there's an incoming call." he continued to entertain himself.
A short time later, Yasmin's Corolla Altis sedan stopped in front of the street of the Qameella and Qarmitha twins. Then Qarmitha came down after saying goodbye to her friends.
Gusti peeked out from behind the living room window. The man was curious after hearing the sound of a car engine stopping in front of his house. While Maryam busied herself in the kitchen, having previously upset Qameella did not respond to calls from her.
Qarmitha went in without knocking on the door, then gave a brief greeting. He was a bit surprised to see his father still standing by the window.
"Dad? What else is dad doing?" tanyanya.
Gusti tried to behave normally, although initially he was surprised by the arrival of one of his twin daughters.
"No papa, just a fad." said Gusti relaxed, then moved to sit in the guest chair.
"Tha, aren't you with Meella?" ask Gusti to find out. He stopped Qarmitha's footsteps and turned to face Gusti. Kissing the back of the hand of the man who was his real father.
"No." replied Qarmitha without sin.
"Why?"
"Our class is different, Dad." Qarmitha.
"But you're still one school, right?" sindir Gusti flanked Qarmitha.
"Yeah..dad, since when did Mitha move to another school?" Qarmitha rolled her eyes lazily.
"That means you and Meella can still go home together."
Qarmitha grunted tiredly.
"Why go home together if the vehicle does not exist."
"There is a public vehicle. You two can go home together, make the fare, I already give you pocket money every day."
"Well dad.gini day is still a public ride. Buyin motor dong, or cake car."
"What are you talking about? Told to go home together, instead ask to buy a motorbike, all cars."
"Say me if you're stingy" said Qarmitha ketus. Then step into his room.
"Hey, don't tell me you're a stingy dad..."
"The reality is so." said the girl suddenly his head was nongol from behind the door of his room.
Gusti snorted furiously. Massaging the base of his nose. He never thought that Qarmitha would dare to argue with him. It was not the first time he had been involved with Qarmitha. But for this time he was struck with the words of one of his twin daughters. Was he really a stingy father as Qarmitha had said?
In his heart he admitted rarely indulging his two twin daughters with luxury items. Though Gusti can be said to be able if Gusti wants to buy it. But he did not want to do it because he was worried that his son would behave consumptively. That's why he seems stingy.
In addition, there is something that is most worried about Qameella and Qarmitha. It's an environmental problem with them. Because today many children the age of two twin daughters who mismanaged, and trapped in promiscuity that can damage their future.
Perhaps that was the reason that had always curbed the freedom of his two twin daughters. Although in reality only Qameella could hear his every command and prohibition.
While Qarmitha did not want to listen even though it had forbidden him. The girl chose to be a free person and was free to do what she liked. One of them is included in the basketball sports community.
"What the hell is it, dad? It sounded so noisy, it was heard in the kitchen." lamented Maryam just came out of the kitchen.
"Especially if not the daughter of that one, whose hobby always denied the father's words."
"Dimaklumi aja, Dad. No need to make emotions."
"Oh!" Gusti grunted heavily. "According to dad, mitha's ngadepin is like a bullet-ridden ngadepin. Make dad ketar-ketir with one's son. Very different from Meella who is obedient and diligent."
Maryam nodded.
"Dad so surprised, even though Meella and Mitha twins, how can it be different?"
"That is the power of the Most One. We're just ordinary humans what can we be?"
"Yes, ma."
"What is important is our duty as parents, always guiding them to be good children and obedient to God and his parents. Don't get caught up with the untrue stuff, yeah."
"Amen. Mama said, I agree." Gusti guaranteed to also pray the same thing in his heart.