Twin Love Persons

KCK_S2#69

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This afternoon, after lunch. Meella uses an office car complete with her driver, to drive her to meet her boss who is still sick in her apartment. Meella can't bring her own vehicle. But he still could not cope with his trauma after the accident 5 years ago until this moment.

Although actually he could leave his duties to Dandi, the Guard's personal assistant. The guy was often pacing back and forth to meet the boss. But Dandi seems to have been too busy handling the work of the Guard. So, Meella's not good at adding to her load. In addition, Dandi has advised to come directly to his superior's apartment if there is something that needs to be signed. All of you provide access code numbers into the apartment, so as not to trouble the boss who may be resting or relaxing.

As a result, if there are not some documents that must be examined directly and signed by the Guard as soon as possible. Maybe Meella won't come to the Guard. Especially tomorrow he has applied for leave. Even if it was only one day, he wanted his job to be completed today to avoid the work piling up.

There are already a lot of plans that Meella has made to fill her retirement tomorrow. The holiday coincides with the Guard's birthday and the saddest moment of his life. A moment that completely destroyed his life. They can barely get up again.

After traveling less than twenty minutes, Meella arrived at the doorstep of the Garda apartment. Before touching the unique number as an access code to the Garda apartment unit, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Put his hands on the floor, which he had bought before arriving here.

But, when the new end of the index touch the surface of the button, suddenly the door has opened by itself. Meella nodded in surprise and then looked up at her face. Is the door open automatically? thought guessing.

"Come in!" there was a heavy sound from inside, let it go inside.

For a split second Meella was stunned on the spot in a deep freeze. When his consciousness returned he hurriedly went in, following the instructions alone without protest ignoring his sense of herd. Occasionally his eyes were circulated all over looking for the source of the sound. Also looking for where his boss knows his arrival when the doorbell has not been touched. Do not forget to bring his hands that were placed on the floor. Also shut the door without being told.

Actually, without Meella knowing, the Guard has been monitoring her movements from a surveillance camera that was deliberately installed in front of her apartment unit. And directly connected to his smart phone. He opened the door using a remote control.

Now the Guard is sitting leaning alone on the living room sofa, with one leg resting on the other leg. Both hands are folded in front of the chest. The bandage was still on his forehead. There was a brownish red stain dyeing the bandage. And some bruises that were not covered by anything, to the point of clearly disturbing the eyesight of the devotees. But it did not reduce the level of the Guards' fondness that the god-level people said.

A flat-face sharpener with a cold eye gaze, the Guard deliberately displayed. He thought it had no effect on him, especially his heart. To keep the position as superiors and subordinates as usual. Every day he always behaves like that. Honey a thousand times dear, her prediction missed. Not as expected when his eyes rubbed with the secretary.

Deg

Suddenly his chest thumped, like the sound of a cannon being blown up. It was as if his world had stopped spinning. Then drift into the past. Like a spinning film footage, all the memories that had been passed with the girl, now stood awkwardly and tried to force a forced smile. Everything is alternating.

"Excuse me, Sir. Sorry..," Meella pushed her minus glasses with one finger.

Like a melodious chant the voice knocked on Garda's eardrum. Directly dragging the Guard into the conscious. For others it may be ordinary. But not for the Guard. Moreover, this was the first time they had met his soulmate, after the return of the memories lost after the accident.

The Guard's heart suddenly hesitated to behave. Either as superiors and subordinates. Or as a husband to a wife. Especially at the beginning of their meeting, the Guard itself started hatred and grudges between them. Looks like she's gonna have a hard time getting an apology from Meella. Because of the great suspicion after the night of the curse. Uh, errata! The night of favors now already know, who is the woman who is still standing in front of him. As a result he could only clench his hands behind the folds of his hands.

Garda sighed softly. He realizes his relationship with Meella is not easy. So as much as possible he must control himself so that Andika does not know the condition of his memory. And one thing the Guard doesn't know yet. That is about death and his tomb that never forgot to be visited by Meella.

Who would have thought if it could be felt by Meella. Although he did not yet know the true identity of the Guard. But somehow Meella felt very awkward. Though every day he was used to facing the Guard under any circumstances. But, because the gaze of the Guard's eyes seemed to be intimidating, and mysterious to difficult to interpret.

"I..."

"Sit down!" exclaiming Garda cut off the words of the girl who had long awaited his arrival.

Now Garda and Meella are sitting opposite only separated by a sofa table. A faint smile rose at the end of his lips. His heart flowers like a flower garden. It's hard to control yourself, like brothers!

Meella sat on the spot. The pale Garda's face paled even more looking at the expression he hated the most. As much as possible refrain from keeping his emotions stable.

"Sir," Meella's voice dragged the Guard into the conscious.

Meella furrowed her brows showing her astonishment at her superior. He who could not read the Guard's mind really did not know what was lodged in his mind. Guard's eyes couldn't translate Meella. But it can make the fine fur on the nape of it bristles.

"She's still sick?" tanyanya was worried to see the color-changing face of the Guard.

"Ekhm!" purposely Garda cleared his throat to neutralize his feelings that burst out is not out of his mind. "no. I'm not papa," he said.

Meella nodded her head not to bother with her boss's business.

"Oh, yeah. Which one should I sign?" tanyanya immediately brushed off the awkwardness that suddenly plagued her heart.

Without much Meella said directly handed the documents in her hands. It was well received by the Guard.

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Next day.

As planned today Meella is on leave of work. From morning Meella was preoccupied by the activities in her apartment. Starting from washing clothes, cooking, to washing household furniture that has been finished using. And arrange them neatly in their respective places. To clean the entire room there are officers who are deliberately employed by the office twice a day. Until it does not make Meella hassles and tired of tidying up this two-story apartment.

"Now it's time to decorate donuts..," the pekikik slowly while carrying the doughnuts that have been finished fried until complete on the dining table.

Meella pulls the dining chair for him to sit down. A happy hue was clearly visible on Meella's face. Her smile that never faded on her ranum lips. It was as if he were a kasmaran. He was so eager to decorate the cake that has a characteristic hole in the middle of it with various kinds of toppings. Then arranged into three levels. Later on it will be given small candles. His plan after all was finished, he would come to the Garda tomb with these doughnuts. Do not forget the sow flowers, rose water and Lily flowers as a complement.

In office

The Guard had finished examining the documents that were already like his daily meal. He pulled his hair back while leaning his back on the back of his big chair. A single breath escaped from the gap of his mouth.

Suddenly the Guard missed his secretary so much that since this morning had not shown him the trunk of his nose. The coffee that Meella used to make was made by OB. He also made a call through the intercom.

But he just remembered if the secretary permission leave. Again he exhaled, this time longer and heavier.

For this time the Guard seemed to be completely driven mad by this longing. Want to meet but. Maybe when he was a teenager, he could do reckless things to meet the idol. I'm either climbing up Meella's bedroom window. Even pretending to be seriously ill when it is not much. Came with her gangmate to Meella's house. Still attached in his memory how his ridiculousness is supported by his snickering friends. Even he got a bonus cooked by Meella because the side dish was finished by Ryan. Also fed with Meella's hands.

Huh. I would like the Guard to repeat that time. But he realized he couldn't do that stupid thing anymore. Other than the age of no longer teenagers. He no longer had any of his friends. They are far away in another city. Meella doesn't live in her parents' house. Except in his apartment unit. Automation is easier, right?

Basic moron! Why am I staying here? Why am I not samperin? thought the Guard was condemning his own stupidity.

The guard immediately rushed away unwilling to waste any free time. Although there was a message from Bianca asking for his presence. Yet ignored. The most important thing now is that he's meeting his soul mate.

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Hi readers. sorry for this episode longer than the author predicted. Because the author suddenly lost the mood is also difficult to develop the idea of developing a story. So, what is a gini rich.

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