Twin Love Persons

Responsibilities

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"Why grunt?" ask the Guard on the other end of the phone.

"Why indeed? Any issues?" instead of answering Meella, she asked back.

"No really? I'm just surprised. Elo again a cold, what's shortness of breath?"

"What connection?" Meella nodded next to her eyebrows.

"It's all related to breathing."

Meella pulled the corner of her right lip while snorting.

"No, elo snorted again."

"What the hell is not important." Meella starts to get upset with the guy on the other side.

"Who doesn't matter?" The guards followed in annoyance. "important! It's important to me now. Because I have responsibilities towards elo, bini." he explained.

"Let's not be happy, I'm not pregnant. So why do I ask for your responsibility."

The Guard chuckled amusedly upon hearing the word 'pregnant'.

"Oh, so you want me to get pregnant? No papa, with pleasure." always make Meella surprised.

"Ih, you pervert!" hardiknya, enforce his sitting position.

"And elo himself said. If you don't ask for my responsibility because you're not pregnant. So, just because I want responsibility means I have to get pregnant first. It's legal, right? Well, we're both legitimate."

Ck! You little gesrek guy!

"That's not what I mean." Meella almost crying. Because too upset with the ignorant speech of a foreign man, but has officially become her husband religiously. But until this moment he has not told a single person in his house, or his friends about his status.

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean" said the Guard to calm Meella. He laughed softly.

Meella put on her pouting face.

"Here, I want us to be close, and try to get to know each other, before we really live the real household." Pinta Garda seriously.

The girl gasped in shock at the Guard's statement which sounded non-playful.

"Ck! Elo, what the hell is that? Pissing is not straight yet talk about the household." said Meella sarcas. "some of us will still be high school children, still too young to think about it so. Mending elo thought about school. Because soon the class exam. Studying hard to get to class. Keep graduating on time. Elo wants to be an eternal student, a bangkotan at school?" continues advising.

The heart of the Guard warms up to such advice. Then it was responded with a bitterness. Hearing the advice of the girl who had filled the niches of her heart, made her miss the mother figure she had never gotten.

Usually he will be angry if someone advises or teaches him about his personal life. Andika Satya Laksana is no exception. A wealthy businessman who had a business empire until abroad. The man who had raised her for seventeen years inside the magnificent palace, but it was not like a hollow golden cage. Since the age of seven, Satya divorced Karina. An independent woman and suses becomes a career woman. From their marriage they have given birth to a pair of twin boys, namely Rega Garda Bangsa and Pandega Garda Negara.

As a result of the divorce, the twins Rega and Garda lived separately. Because Rega's custody fell to Karina, while the Guard was in Andika's care. So it is not strange if the two have different attitudes and personalities. Being taken care of by different people.

"Well, teacher." he joked.

"I thought seriously talking was a joke." Meella sulks. "ngeselin!"

Just this time Meella can talk long sheets with a guy she just met. Usually he would talk as necessary. It's not like talking to the Guard at the moment. That guy managed to make him the person who talks the most today. Even without realizing it occasionally talking sarcasm to his interlocutors.

"Sori, sori, don't get angry like that dong.

"Who else!" sahut Garda quickly. "bini. kaya I began to fall in love with elo." he continued softly.

Meella rounded her eyeballs hearing the Guard's so sudden love statement\all of a sudden.

"Where is it possible? At best it's just another gombalin I right, so that I kege\-eran same elo." kilahnya not believe. Even though in his heart he did not deny having been touched.

The guard snorted heavily. It seemed that she was disappointed by the response Meella showed.

"Gue knew I wasn't the kind of romantic guy, who could string words together like a poet. So it's natural that you don't believe in my not-so-sweet words. But I promise, I'll show you my feelings are just as good as something more concrete." he said honestly.

Meella was silent listening to all the sentences that slid from the lips of the Guard. If you can be honest, the speech of a man who refuses to be recognized as her husband, is able to shake his heart. Unknowingly a drop of clear liquid plunged freely from his eye peluk.

Suddenly,\ suddenly heard a noise coming from the engine of the vehicle across the phone. The sound is believed to be sourced from the exhaust of a motorcycle. Even though faint still sounds clearly pierced into Meella's eardrum. From that voice he could guess where the current Guard was.

"That sounds really noisy. Where else is it?" search Meella.

"Oh, usual.I'm again on the road with friends\-friends." he said casually.

"Again on the street with friends\-friends?" ask Meella to repeat.

"Yes, why?" kat Garda asked.

A glimpse of the memories of the beginning of the encounter with the Guard revolves in Meella's brain memory. A highway that is used as a wild race track. Where the spectators who had crowded the edge of the track, shouting cheering the names of the two drivers. And one of the race participants was Garda.

"Elo's in a wild race again, huh?" todong Meella without further ado.

"About? Why else? My people often run wild races." protested the Guard.

"What, often?!" Meella looked surprised.

Ow hell! Geez, why am I panicking? He was ordinary times. Before I knew him, he was racing wild. So what is it? Why am I worried about him? inner Meella suddenly\-suddenly raging violently. Between wanting to be indifferent but tucked into worry.

"Here, yes first. Next time we call again." great-grandson of the Guard before terminating his phone call, after one of his friends called him. Then ask him to join immediately. "doain me let me win. Okay?" he immediately ended his phone call without waiting for a reply from Meella.

***Besok afternoon I picked up elo, wait at the usual place***

A short message from Garda fills Meella's mobile inbox, which she reads immediately.

Meella rests her back on a pillow that has been arranged high behind her back. He grunted fretfully. I don't know what's going on out there. I also don't know what's happening to her heart right now. The straight-haired girl was unable to interpret it on her own.

In a different place, the Guard looked cheerful and feisty after successfully contacting Meella. The chatter, which only takes a few minutes, seems to be able to generate *moodbooster*\nya.

"Why you, Bro?" reprimand Ryan astonished. Unlike usual the head of his gang looked very happy.

"It's normal." said the Guard casually, sitting on his motorcycle while wearing his pride helmet. "why? Is something weird?" he continued full of search.

"No, just a strange attitude. Not usually rich."

"What do I usually do?"

"Well, it's normal." replied Ryan confusedly.

The Guard raised one eyebrow at Ryan's reply which he thought was absurd.

"ah! Ora danta lo!" the hardic. Then forward his motorcycle towards the middle of the track joined by two other participants.

After the count of three and the start flag was lifted, the third*rider* of the road immediately pulled the gas of his motorcycle. The cheers of the audience broke the silence of the night. The roar of the third motorcycle engine*rider* also sounded earthy memekak memekak felt ears. They are chasing the highway that is not too quiet towards the finish line.