Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#41

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The frenetic sound of music guided by a jockey disc jolts strongly inside the nightclub. Let everyone hear it, and able to hypnotize the listeners to sway to the rhythm of the song.

But not for someone sitting in the corner, one of his own bench under the dim lights. He looked unaffected in the slightest by the atmosphere in that place. Just drink and drink. I don't know how many glasses have been spent. Then pour back the liquid from a bottle containing high levels of alcohol.

That man is Mirza. His appearance always looked neat and dapper. Now so messy also her hair is tangled. He was very frustrated with his heartbreak.

Heartbroken over love and a highly coveted marriage are forced to run aground in the middle of the road. Due to the mischievous actions of his favorite sister, Raisya.

By the time his consciousness was half as a result of the influence of alcohol. Mirza recalled her conversation with Meella a while back.

"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 don't want us to be apart. Please don't leave me!"

"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.

Mirza rubbed her face rough. Meella did not show any evidence of pregnancy. And his heart was not completely sure of the girl's words, he still could not do anything. Because Meella completely refuses Mirza to be her life partner.

"Why? Why should it be like this, Meel. Whatever happens to you, I'll take whatever it is, as long as we can live together." he was in the middle of his hangover.

Suddenly Mirza laughed happily. But a moment later she was crying like a child. He again downed a glass of his drink until it ran aground.

"But why don't you, Meella!" he continued to press the end of his sentence while stomping the glass in his hand onto the table.

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The Guard eventually learns Meella is innocent, after getting a report from one of his men who was assigned to spy on the girl.

There was a hint of regret in his heart for what he had done to the poor girl. But there was no intention in his mind to apologize.

'Huh, let it go. No, I'm not the one asking. Wrong himself can not take care of himself, ' he thought so petty. Smiling cunningly.

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Mitha called Meella's phone number repeatedly. But still can't be contacted. Whether what was happening to her twin sister, she could not predict it like a psychic.

Mitha was very agitated. Walking back and forth in front of the hospital ER room. Coincidentally around the front of the ER room is currently quiet. The flat object in his hand had still not descended from his ears. Because every time he failed to contact, he would return to the same number. In the hope of being able to connect and be accepted by the person he calls.

Inside the room ER Gusti is being treated by a doctor.

"That's it, Tha. So, don't bother first," Maryam's voice tried to stop Mitha's activity, touching her arm.

"Can't do that either, Ma..," Mitha insisted.

"Where should he know Dad's condition now. I need to come here."

Maryam breathed softly. Then pulled Mitha's arm, and guided her to sit in the waiting chair. Without a fight invited to sit down just obey.

"That... Mama please..so be with you, do not constantly corner Lala like your Father," pinta Maryam very much.

"But Ma. The evidence..."

"Stop!" Maryam interrupted immediately. Rungunya was unable to hear Meella being vilified by her other daughter. "Please stop!"

"Why, Ma? It's a fact, Ma..."

"Enough!"

"Here you are, baby, you don't have to insist on it with Mama."

Mitha turned her gaze to Dicky who had just sat by her side.

"But, Beib..."

"It turns out you're the same as Dad," Mitha turned her head immediately, looking at her mother's face with a questioning look.

"You two are selfish. Just thinking from your own point of view, "Maryam's back is shaking up and down. His voice was loud and soft.

"You think only of your own pleasure. Never minding how she felt," Mary wiped her tears that almost fell on her cheek.

Mitha.

"Are you asking how she feels right now? Is he happy or happy, after his hopes have been shattered by irresponsible human activities?" todong Maryam makes Mitha clumsy.

"Have you ever thought, what happens if Lala doesn't acknowledge the woman in the photo?" maryam's voice is heard appearing and drowning but can still be captured by Mitha and Dicky's clumsiness.

"Can you two still be together like this, huh?" maryam's cries broke out as well in the end.

"It's a pity on you, La. You are self-destructed. Sorry Mama, son... Your mama is too weak and flaccid. Mama can't defend you. accompany you when you're down like this.." the woman wailed bitterly.

"Ma... Thatha..." Mitha wanted to hug Maryam. But soon it was removed. Stand up packing tears that have long wanted to be shed.

Mitha was struck with Maryam's refusal. Never had that woman been so rude to him. But his attitude like this was already capable of hurting his heart.

Not long after a doctor came out of the door of the ER room. Maryam immediately walked over to the handsome-faced doctor.

The doctor gave a brief explanation of Gusti's current condition. Intensive care is required for several days in the hospital.

Upon hearing the explanation, the middle-aged woman was stunned to see a face very similar to the Guard.

'Garda, if you were alive, you might already be this young man. And, Lala will not be as miserable as she is today.' thought Maryam.

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Almost at dawn Mirza returned home drunk. The road staggered and the body smelled of alcohol which was very pungent. In the history of his life, this was his first time getting so drunk. Her lips kept on rummaging incoherently.

The woman who had given birth to her, Anna, was just crying at Mirza's fall.

Darmawan rode apoplexy about to slap Mirza's handsome face. But not because it was blocked by Anna.

Raisya cried after knowing the condition of her dear sister. As a result of his actions Mirza was destroyed. This mistake really could not be taken advantage of by Mirza. Since that night Mirza and Raisya's relationship is no longer as warm as it used to be.

The loving Mirza always spoils Raisya. Now act cold. Talking is just as necessary. There are no pleasantries. Or even a jest that invites laughter. It's only tasteless and bland when the two meet at the dinner table.

Repeatedly, Raisya apologized to Mirza. But it cannot turn the broken into whole again.

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Mirza misses Meella almost every day. He also went to look for his whereabouts. But the girl was hard to find. The rented house has been empty for a few days. Right after the night they last spoke, Meella was no longer occupying her rented house.

There was no trace left in order to track him. Everything is dark and dead. No one knows of his existence.

Mirza is very frustrated left by his future wife. As a result, his office work was almost ruined because it was often abandoned. Fortunately Darmawan always deftly back up the work of the son.

Although upset and angry with Mirza's irresponsible attitude. Darmawan can't make his son come back like he used to.

That night, Mirza pulled her car over on the side of the road. Then get out and shut the door of his car. Walk forward with the car lights still on. He's standing in front of the road fence.

The cold night wind was no longer felt. Only the sadness and emptiness he felt.

The net is looking ahead. Look at the lights that decorate the city. From a distance it looks like a twinkling star.

"Mella... Where are you?.." the screech caused an echo that bounced around it.

"I. miss..."

"Meel... Meella... come back.. I love you..."

Mirza crying. Really, at a time like this he became a whiny man.

"Meella. I promise to accept you as you are. Even if you're pregnant, another boy. I accept. As long as we can stay together forever." he told himself in a raucous voice.

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