Twin Love Persons

KCK_T2#42

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Meella deliberately kept her whereabouts a secret to anyone. His personal number is temporarily disabled for the sake of perfecting his hiding. Even though it is temporary, it is okay. Provided it can calm down with far from everything that can trigger discomfort.

But Meella can't avoid the inconvenience of being in her new office. How not? The only person he avoided and wanted to keep away from, even became his superior. Who else if not Garda aka Pandega.

Yeah, apparently Meella was mutated to the central company. Instead of being placed in the planning division. Instead of being the Guard's personal secretary, replacing the old secretary who somehow suddenly resigned.

Fortunately, at this time the Guard can be very professional in his field as well as his personal affairs. Until Meella does not need to be wary of carrying out her duties as a personal secretary of the Guard. Even on the first and second days of Meella's work, the Guard made her uncomfortable. As intimidating as giving a lot of work, and still repeating the questions that revolve on the events of the night.

As a result, the Guard no longer did the same. Because Meella insists on denying all the charges. And there is no hard evidence to suggest involvement. In the end the Guard did not mention that.

After going through all kinds of allegations and heated conflicts, until it was in the mind of Meella to resign from the company. But the consequences it will face are not easy. It could have an impact on the safety of themselves and their families. Now, Meella and Garda can enjoy their days as superiors against subordinates. Although a little awkward, both of them still showed their professionalism in the office.

Almost two weeks working as a subordinate and often met the Guard every day, Meella began to get used to her daily tasks. In addition to taking care of the work agenda, making reports, to make coffee that the boss usually drinks. Of course, according to the dose and taste that fits on his tongue as well.

Like this morning. After the boss came, without being asked Meella immediately served a cup of hot coffee in front of the Guard. This is a ritual that must be done before the boss does the activity in the morning.

"What is my agenda today?" asked the Guard without looking at the person he was talking to. Netra and her hands were busy on the file that was being read sheet by sheet quickly.

Meella immediately pulled out her pocketbook from inside the pocket of the blazer she was wearing.

"This morning I have no scheduled out. But you had an agenda meeting with Mr. Joseph of the Marine Company, at a western restaurant before lunchtime. And there, I welcome Mr. Darwin is from Australia to sign a letter of agreement with our company" Meella said.

"What about the night? Is there no agenda anymore?" search Guard confirm.

"It doesn't seem to exist, sir. Since you have not agreed, do you want to be present or not at the banquet?" sahut Meella hesitated a little.

"banquet?" The guard asked for an explanation.

"Yes, Sir. Dinner with your future father-in-law in an Italian restaurant."

Garda let out a heavy sigh. For some reason when hearing the word 'prospective in-laws', there was a very strong sense of reluctance in his heart.

After closing the completed signed file, Garda stared at the plain face of her new secretary.

Not without make-up but the girl only wears a little scraping powder so that her facial skin is not too pale. And nude lipstick that is almost the same as the color of her lips. While his eyes and eyebrows hide behind clear, translucent glasses.

Not really interesting at all. Staring at a female model like this will only ruin the mood. Not very good looking!

"There again?" ask the Guard impatiently.

Meella raised her face. The look in his eyes instantly rubbed with the brown netra of the Guard. For a moment he was swept away on his thoughts about the Guard. But he immediately cleared his mind to refocus on work.

"Eh. I got a call from Miss Bianca's assistant, sir," he replied honestly.

"What's he saying?" guard's face did not show pleasure nor did it look enthusiastic. His facial expression looked ordinary.

"Say, you were asked to come to the boutique bridal XX, later at ten this morning. For fitting clothes at the event and wedding reception Mr and Miss Bianca," he said.

The guard nodded in understanding.

"Yes, you can go out" he said, as confirmed by his new secretary.

Meella went back to her desk. I'm happy with some reports that need to be done as soon as possible.

Garda touched his chest which suddenly skipped a beat while dealing with Meella just now. Somehow she always felt a very familiar feeling between herself and Meella.

Not only today did he feel this strangeness. But from the beginning I first met him. And it continues at the next meeting to this day.

What's the matter?

While with Bianca his heart is mediocre. No special feelings or anything.

The world is full of mysteries!

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Gusti sat leaning back with two pillows on his back and head. His face was deliberately tilted against the window of his room. His eyes stared blankly out the window.

Since returning home from the hospital, Gusti's activities were not much. Just lying in bed and not talking much. He only spoke when spoken to by Maryam or Mitha.

In his silence Gusti only harbored his longing and guilt for Meella. I can only hope one day Meella comes home to see him. I don't know when that will happen. He will continue to hope that in his prayer, his daughter will go home.

Gusti often cried in his solitude. Regretting everything he did to Meella. So much sadness and suffering that Meella experienced because of her actions. Could his sins be forgiven?

"Dad, time to take medicine," said Maryam slowly reminded, awakening Gusti from his reverie.

Gusti turned his face to the woman who had been with him for twenty-five years. Both in joy and sorrow. He smiled faintly at the sincere smile of his wife.

"Yes" he said weakly.

"Today Lala can be reached, Ma?" ask Gusti sissily.

"No, Dad." answered Maryam honestly while helping wipe the rest of the water on the corner of Gusti's lips with a piece of tissue.

Gusti sighed fretfully as he turned his gaze the other way.

"Patience, Well, maybe Lala still needs time to recover her heart. It wasn't easy for him to face all this alone. Let it be like that first. Hopefully after everything recovers, Lala will definitely come back to us again."

Gusti's heart was very sad. So sad that a clear liquid came out from the end of his eyes.

There was nothing Maryam could do but comfort her ailing husband. And also give a soft touch to the back of his hand.

"Ma... If I'm sorry, would Lala want to say sorry I didn't, huh?" ask Gusti suddenly. Her reluctance is remote, considering all her faults with Meella.

"Sure, dong... Lala is a good child, she will forgive her father" Maryam comforted him.

Gusti just smiled bitterly. Not sure of his wife's answer. Then he turned his eyes to the window of his room.

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Mitha blew the long whistle of the sports hour mark that she was wearing ended. All of his students who had their turn to sports lessons immediately disbanded. Having previously received instruction from his field teacher.

While waiting for students from other classes, who also have a schedule of sports lessons. Mitha sat on the bench on the sidelines. Dunking the sweat that came out of the pores of his face with a small towel. Then grab the bottle of water. Drink up to half a bottle of water.

For a few days Mitha was not as energetic as usual. His four-lima spirit suddenly faded away just like that. It may be the aftermath of the failed marriage of Meella and Mirza. Because of the stress boy named Raisya.

Stress boy! That was what Mitha said when she remembered Raisya. How not to stress when it destroys the dream of his own brother. Which sane boy would trap his sister's own future wife to sleep with another man? His sister's future wife never mentioned him.

Not long after, the students he had been waiting for arrived in the field. Without wasting a long time, Mitha blew her whistle, a sign the current sports activities had begun.

Mitha returned to the teacher's office after hours of sports lessons ended. He went through several cubicles to get to his own cubicle.

"Hei Bu guru...want to be a manten kok still love the material in the field anyway? Not afraid that his skin will become charred? Then, fitting so the bride does not pangling?" either an advice or a mockery to Mitha. He had just passed through the cubicle of Bu Ratna, the guardian of class VII B.

Ms. Ratna does have a faint-hearted temperament. But not good at reading the situation and mood of others.

"really it! Moreover, Bu Mitha's 'H' day will stay another week. Mommy should be fisted by now. Stretches, mascara, fasting are also important Bu Mitha. He said to make pangling if he became a bride," said Bu Ambar increasingly make Mitha inflamed.

But Mitha's self-control was pretty good. Able to control themselves and regulate emotions.

"Yes, have you applied for leave yet to the principal?" reprimand Bu Ratna reminded.

"Yes, it's important" said Ambar.

Their tongues were too weak and eloquent in the gibbahs to preach the problems of others.

Mitha slowly turned her body towards the two female teachers. Showing a made-up smile.

"Take it easy, Ms. Ratna is also Ms. Ambar. I have all done it. Marriage leave submission with the headmaster, stretching, mascara also has been. So, mothers should not worry. Well. only fasting is not. Because it's not Ramadan I'm obligated to do."

Mitha desperately wished there were no other comments after this. He immediately turned his body back to his cubicle. But hope is broken when Bu Ambar suddenly alludes to Meella's troubles.

"Well, what about her sister Bu Mitha's wedding, is it still done with her mother?"

"Nice Ma'am, right. her brother cheated on her with another man," Bu Ratna half-whispered, but Mitha could still be heard clearly.

Basic lemes! Mitha's inner torment was upset. Then he had to stop his steps.

It is common knowledge that Mitha's wedding will be held simultaneously with Meella's wedding. Including the issue of Meella's affair which resulted in the cancellation of her marriage. Unfortunately, the issues circulating are often not one hundred percent in accordance with reality.

"Shhhhh!..." Ms. Ambar tried to remember by giving the code.

Mitha looked at the two morbidly-mouthed people with an annoyed look.

Both women were scared and nervous.

"Be careful, Mom, by the way. My brother didn't cheat, but was framed. Remember that!" Mitha gave a clarification with fiery eyes. Then he went out from before them.

"Mother, by the way not careful," whispered Bu Ambar regretting Bu Ratna's actions.

"Yes Mom, sorry. I was flabbergasted," answered Ms. Ratna honestly. "but, mother was also wrong. Because I have asked that question. I followed him" he continued, turning on Bu Ambar.

Mitha sat on the chair in her cubicle with an annoyed heart. As a result of the actions of the two women, his mood became worse.

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