Twin Love Persons

KCK_T2#52

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Rega stopped his car right in front of the gate of a minimalist style house. Simple and not excessive. With a carport that only contains one car. That house belongs to someone. People who at first do not have a relationship are just doctors and patients. Now growing into a son-in-law and in-law. Right, it's Gusti's house.

"Thank you, it's been ushered home" added someone sitting on the passenger bench, beside him.

Rega turned his head, gasping at the figure. Beautiful girl who still wears a wedding dress complete with a bun and a konde stitch and **** workshop. Do not miss the roncean of jasmine flowers, dangling from under the bun to the waist. He worked his eyes a few times.

That girl Mitha, Meella's twin sister. Just three hours ago, he officially became his wife. A marriage that never crossed his mind once. And it's not on his life agenda. He had planned to marry for two or three years. But back to the destiny and rule of the Almighty. Humans can only plan. While all final decisions on the Creator.

A pair of Netra Rega were bracing with Netra Mitha. Lock each other for a few moments. Both can see each other's appearance.

When Mitha saw Rega's handsome and perfect appearance. Even to beat Dicky's good looks. While Rega looked at Mitha's fragile side. With makeup that is no longer perfect. Because it was washed away by tears that had flowed like a waterfall. As a result, the eyes are decorated with false lashes, look moist.

It turns out that lingering locked eyes in silence with guys as handsome as Rega, can ruin the faith as well. Therefore, Mitha hastily broke her eye contract with him. Neutralizing sudden erratic feelings is also chaotic.

Without the ba-bi-bu Mitha decided to open the door, pushing it with one hand to make a large enough gap. Then get off to get out of Rega's car. But when her left leg just landed on the ground, suddenly the man was already her husband status was interrupting,

"Didn't you invite me to stop by? Or just offer me a cup of tea?"

Mitha had to look back through her shoulders. He saw the face of the guy who was also looking at him. It felt awkward to get such a flat and cold look. It also seems mysterious and horror. Makes him shudder in horror.

Again, Mitha cut off her eye contract quickly. Not wanting the burden to get worse. Huh, alay!

"A-ayo stopped by. I made you a cold hot tea," Mitha couldn't control what sounded wrong. Then leave without waiting for the word of his interlocutor.

Rega raised next to his eyebrows. Digesting Mitha's words that said 'cold hot tea?' It's strange!

Ignoring his herniated sense of Mitha's words just now. Rega got off his car.

Mitha moved towards the gate that was purposely padlocked before her parents left the house. With the spare key he had, he opened it and shifted the door to open wide.

"Let's go in!" he shouted at Rega who was still standing beside his car.

Afterward it moved towards the front door as well as the main door of his house. Insert the key into the hole until it opens. Mitha immediately pushed the door wide to make it easier for people to enter the house.

Rega was just walking around, listening to the instructions of the owner of the house. Without a voice, let alone talk. This guy is very talkative. It happened since he took the initiative to drive Mitha home from the hospital. During the trip no chat was created. Neither Rega nor Mitha wanted to start. As a result, the atmosphere in the car throughout the trip was quiet. It was as if both of them were busy with their own thoughts.

"Please sit!" again only Mitha's voice sounded alive. While the interlocutor, if not nodding his head, then just be quiet. Huh, like talking to a rock!

Rega immediately sat on the sofa in Gusti's living room. Er, errat deng, his father-in-law. His first new home was occupied. Even though in school times, Rega had been friends with Meella, of course because it was once a class. Never once did that guy come around idly or purposely to meet. Because, besides not being familiar, both Rega and Meella both have closed personalities.

Uniquely, while still sitting in the 2nd grade of High School, Rega likes Meella. Of course, love ends in love. And he realized that Meella seemed to have the same feelings as him. Although never once did the quiet girl express her feelings. But his feelings say it's true. Out of nowhere that thought, Rega did not bother.

But Rega turned out to lose the start of another guy. None other than his own twin brother, the Guard. It is evident that almost every day the Guard comes and waits in front of the gate of his school to pick up Meella. It was witnessed with his own eyes.

There was also one moment that hurt Rega the most. That's when she accidentally saw Guard kissing Meella's lips in the quiet corridors of the school. Without shame the brandal guy did no morals in the school environment.

It's not Meella's fault that's related to the Guard. But his own fault that is less gercep aka fast motion get the girl pujaannya.

Those years have passed. But strangely enough, he is now married to Meella's twin sister, Mitha. Somehow his fate line brought him to the girl who became his soul mate in a unique way. And not to be expected.

Rega shook his head as his genius brain was unable to unravel the mystery of his life's destiny. Because only God knows.

Prangs!

Suddenly, the sound of glass objects could be heard falling and hitting the floor. Until it broke into pieces. Suddenly the voice broke Rega's daydream. Immediately get up from his seat, move to find the source of the sound coming from the kitchen.

Mitha crouched down in front of the shard while covering her face with both hands. His back moved up and down and the faint sound of people crying. And sure enough the girl was crying there.

Mitha gasped and then released the hand that had covered her face. With a questioning look he looked up at Rega. No matter the makeup of her face that was already very messy. Until the bluish color that begins to blacken looks so clear.

"You..." Rega did not finish her words because Mitha cut her words.

"Rega... i.. I don't know what to do with all this? I'm ashamed.I'm also afraid of Dad's condition in the future. He fainted earlier. If the neighbors know all this, they must be my family. I'm afraid Dad's condition is getting worse. I'm..." Mitha was so upset that she kept on stirring no reason.

"Sstt.. Don't be afraid! There's me beside you" Rega calmed Mitha who looked very depressed. While helping her up, she hugged Mitha's shoulder to get her to move towards the dining table. Then direct that helpless body to sit on the chair.

"I'll help you, so your father can recover. So, you don't have to be afraid anymore" Mitha nodded weakly approving of the unexpected man's words of being her husband.

Rega combed his gaze into every corner of the kitchen. Looking for a cleaning tool to clean broken glass that is feared will hurt the feet of everyone who stepped on it if not cleaned immediately. He moved after finding the thing he was looking for. Use according to its function. And sweep it clean until it is left.

Mitha stared blankly at Rega who was busy sweeping the floor due to her stupid actions.

"Sorry," Rega looked up at the girl who was talking to him for a moment. Then lowered his head again so that no broken glass was left on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I've implicated you in my troubles. Because of my depraved husband-to-be you became dragged into this disaster," Mitha regretted by suppressing the word 'sejad' in her speech.

Rega stopped the movement of his hand that was still sweeping the floor. Listening carefully to every word in Mitha's outpouring of heart.

Mitha started crying again, making her the most whiny girl in the world. From a young age, she rarely cried. A few times wiping the tears under his eyes further clarified the rest of his actions last night. Not a fun thing, but the opposite. Because last night he almost died being bullied by thugs. Reckless! Such is the true nature of Mitha who was tomboy long ago.

Rega slashed the garbage shard using a pengki. Then throw it into the trash can in the corner of the kitchen, near the back door of the house until a rustling sound when poured.

"Honestly, I don't want any of this to happen in my life. Cheating, marriage is off, dad's in the hospital, me..." Mitha was so emotional that she was unable to continue her own words.

"Worn by thugs," continued Rega lightly backstabbed Mitha to look up at her interlocutor who was now sitting in front of her.

"Also, your marriage is not void. Because I married you" he continued.

"But the truth is that my marriage is as good as Dicky's failed," he said. Because it's a real fact.

Rega just smiled. Her heart that does not know where to take her in this unwanted relationship.

"Thank you. I say thank you for helping me and my family from this shameful disaster. Well. suppose, this is a disaster for us for the stupidity of the jerk Dicky," she said fiery when mentioning the name of her ex-husband. His hands clenched tightly until his nails firmly stuck through the skin of his own palms.

"I'm sure you have your own dream woman. The woman you will marry. Or are you planning to marry her soon."

Rega stared fixedly at the face of the girl who tried hard for her life's trials are not light. But her tears escaped also sweeping away the remaining powder that was still stuck to her cheeks.

"I don't mind if this marriage, between you and me, lasts only a little while. Even if you end it right now, I won't refuse" the break without a doubt.

Rega raised her eyebrows with those dark eyes. Shocked for sure at Mitha's unilateral decision. Without asking and asking for her approval, the girl ended the relationship in less than four hours. Speechless. How very sad!

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Meella is still waiting for Gusti who is still unconscious. He was sitting on a chair next to the gurney his father was sleeping in. With a sad look observed that helpless patient. In the heart repeatedly pray for the healing of people who may when realized later do not want to see his face again. Because too many wounds and embarrassment were incised.

'Father, forgive your disobedient son. Lala doesn't know how to get Dad's good name back. Because they are seen as ugly in the eyes of people. I'm sorry, but this is the only sorry word Lala can give you. Sorry, ' whispered Meella's heart was heartbroken.

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