Twin Love Persons

KCK_C2#40

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Meella has left the house. His heart was not only broken but it was no longer shaped like dust. The pain of loss is now accustomed. Hence when breaking off the relationship with Mirza, she had no taste and emotion. So flat without tears.

At the same time.

Darmawan stared in disbelief at the actions of his favorite daughter, Raisya. Somehow he had to behave to her. All this time, Raisya has never done anything so bad. Trapping his sister's future wife, Mirza. To make her brother heartbroken.

Apologizing to Gusti and Meella was also free. Because I can't bring back everything that happened. Darmawan just let out a heavy sigh.

Mirza's throat felt choked after knowing the mastermind of the destruction of her beautiful dreams which she soon achieved. His heart ached immeasurably staring at his sister, Raisya.

For the first time Mirza has lost control. Unknowingly her hand was raised into the air ready to land on the beautiful face of Raisya.

"Sorry, Icha Mas..," said Raisya Lirih asking for forgiveness.

"Mira!" his mother immediately hugged his favorite daughter, Raisya.

"What are you doing? How come Icha is your sister you always love?" the woman was sad.

"Only the case of an unfaithful woman like Meella, how can you hurt your sister? Even though you have been pinching it all this time you never. Even now you want to slap him?"

"Hey.. dear Madame Darmawan," cried Mitha interrupting.

Suddenly, Madame Darmawan turned her eyes to the source of the voice. Followed by Raisya, Mirza was forced to throw and lower her hand.

Not far from them was Maryam who was busy massaging Gusti's back. As if he was giving a booster energy in the middle of his body condition that was not fine.

Both Dicky's parents immediately say goodbye to Gusti. As if reluctant to see the crybaby drama of the Darmawan family. Dicky stayed with Mitha.

"Have you insulted my sister?"

"Who is insulting? It's a fact. The proof was that she was willing to sleep with another man who was not her husband," firmly and swoopingly felt in the heart of the row of sentences that the arrogant mistress said.

Mitha laughed disdainfully.

"Mrs.but you forget who made Meella that way. Or...., you intentionally forgot about it?"

"You?" the woman's face looked crimson pointing at Mitha with her index finger.

"Icha can't possibly do that cunning thing!"

"Meella isn't the woman you're accusing of either, Anna," Gusti suddenly stood up, defending his often-overlooked daughter.

The woman called Anna was stunned to hear it. Dare not to speak anymore. Face lowered.

"As far as you know, Meella is very loyal to her partner. Even if the person he loves is dead," he said loudly. But it makes his chest feel pain. Reflexes she holds her chest while stroking slowly.

Darmawan just bowed shyly.

Raisya cried in the arms of her mother. He repeatedly denied his actions to his mother. And every time his mother also gave him reinforcement.

"And you should know how hard it is for me to persuade her to accept this match?" Gusti reminisced about persuading Meella. Not in a soft way. He also did nothing rude to her

"She loved her ex-husband very much. To the point of willingly closing the heart of any man. Even though he knew what he was doing was in vain."

Gusti was very sad to remember those memories. Inevitably the clear liquid from the corner of his eyes came down and flowed just like that, wetting his cheeks until his thin hairy beard.

"I'm pretty sure in this, Meella's innocent. But it was your daughter who was too spiteful with my other daughter. To unknowingly ruin my daughter who was supposed to be your daughter-in-law."

Mirza immediately left Gusti's house.

Afterwards Gusti could not continue his words. Suddenly he fell to the floor and fainted. Amidst her unwell body condition, she really could not help herself over the blow she was currently receiving.

It's too shocking and so fast that it's happening tonight. It is like a nightmare that destroys all hope. Now there is nothing left to defend his ego as a father, who more often imposes his own will on Meella.

Everyone is panicking. Mitha and Maryam hurriedly swept Gusti's heavy body onto the sofa. Of course, Dicky also intervened to help his future father-in-law.

Maryam immediately asked the Darmawan family to leave her home. For fear of their existence adds to Gusti's suffering when conscious later.

Without saying much they left at Mary's request. Before leaving Darmawan had time to express his apology. But ignored by Maryam.

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Mirza ran after Meella who had walked a long way while shouting her name. Then when he found her walking on her own, he immediately hugged her waist from behind.

Meella's surprise attack caught me by surprise. His footsteps stopped automatically. Not rebel or fight back. Only a silent look allowed Mirza to hug him.

Mirza moved one hand to the top of Meella's body. To be able to hug her shoulder. While one of his other hands was allowed to remain hugging the waist. Sayup-sayup heard the sound of sobs. But it wasn't Meella who was crying, it was Mirza. The man didn't want to lose Meella.

"Why?" tanyanya.

Meella just kept silent not wanting to answer.

"Why did our relationship end so easily? Can't you lie to me so we can live together?" mirza's raucous voice rang out in Meella's ears.

"I'm sorry if my honesty hurt you. It's because I don't want to live a lie" Meella replied honestly.

"I don't pantes for you, Za.." His heart is very sad to express this fact. "I really don't pantes to accompany your life, because... she's not a virgin anymore."

Finally, the tears that had dried up, spilled from the corner of Meella's eyes. Again, the pain hurt his heart.

"You can find another girl who's still a saint, who's more than me."

Mirza let go of her embrace. Then twist Meella's body to face her. Both of her hands held onto Meella's shoulders.

"It is not that easy, Meel.my heart and love are not things that can be exchanged at will," he said solemnly.

"But Za. whatever the reason, I can't be your life partner..."

"Why, why can't you?" mirza asked impatiently.

"Because I'm pregnant!" sahut Meella firmly.

Speechless mirza. His eyes were illegible.

"What?!"

Slowly Mirza's hands fell off Meella's shoulders.

"Yes, I'm pregnant with the man's child" Meella said.

Despite not knowing the truth of her pregnancy, Meella does not want to continue lying to herself. Also Mirza with a relationship without love arising between the two of them. Even though Mirza has openly expressed her feelings for Meella. But still can't change his feelings for a man other than the Guard.

From a distance, without anyone noticing its existence. That person had been watching both of them since. Then he took out a flat object from his suit pocket. Find an important number. Then it saddles yes.

"Hello, young master," he exclaimed after connecting.

No sound from across there. Only a muttering sound as a sign had answered his phone.

"It turns out the girl was right. He was not involved in the incident. But he's been framed by someone. The man was the younger sister of her future husband" the man said without prejudice to what he had investigated.

"OKAY. You keep an eye on it. If there's a chance to kidnap the girl," he said.

"Okay, young master."

The phone connection was also cut off.

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Meella returns to her quiet rented house. After locking the door he directly pressed the light switch connecting the front room, and the living room. Then enter his room through the living room which is not too big. He sat his buttocks, and put his feet on the bed. Having previously also turned on the light switch attached to the wall of the room.

Meella's hands hugged both knees, burying her face for a moment. Then lifted him up while sighing softly and leaning his head on the head of the bed. His mind was controlling the events after the events he had experienced. Starting from his meeting with Mirza, his presence at Pandega and Bianca's engagement party. Until all the events of today, until the last moment talking to Mirza.

His heart felt very hollow, there was no sense of feeling and emotion. The tears were already drying. Could it be that his heart had died at this moment? I don't know.

Meella seems to be forgetting or does not remember anymore, how the pain, sadness, and disappointment? Because too often enjoy all the flavors themselves, in the sunyinya kalbu.

Meella took off her minus glasses, placed on the table near her bed. Then go back to daydreaming, remembering all the memories with Mirza. It was pretty sweet to remember. But it turns bitter and bitter when remembering the photos of the bastard deliberately stocked by Raisya in front of the whole family.

Now, the only thing Meella wants to do is stay away from them all. Recharge yourself from the pollution of life that makes it run out of power.

Meella suddenly remembered Mr. Ridwan's message when he submitted his resignation letter from the company.

"Think of this offer. I'll give you two weeks. If you change your mind, call me immediately."

Meella's hurry is looking for her phone. After meeting him, he immediately looked for Ridwan's contact number, his former superior.

"Hello, sir," he said after connecting.

"..."

"Is the offer you, at the time, still valid?" investigate carefully.

"..."

"Yes, after I thought about it, I would accept the offer" he said.

"..."

"Hmm, well sir," Meella put down her phone immediately after the phone connection had been disconnected from across the street.

Meella leaned her back on the head of the bed. Sighs slowly.

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