Twin Love Persons

KCK_C2#70

Happy reading...

Garda arrives in front of his apartment unit which is now occupied by Meella. Doubt between to squeeze the bell or not. As a result, he played just broke without permission like a banana kekebong drifting in the river.

Meella is shocked to see the arrival of the Guard. The handsome man suddenly appeared in the kitchen doorway, which immediately merged with the dining room, as he just stood up after finishing composing doughnuts and storing them in a cardboard box.

"Prandega's father?" his eyes squinted at not wearing his glasses.

The standing guard stared with a sad look and longed. But Meella meant something else. The faint barely visible smile on the tip of his lips instead looked a sinister smile of disdain. His brain cannot think positively. After what that jerk did to destroy his future. In his heart, it was only hatred.

Finally embedded mindset in his head, the arrival of his boss will scold him for reckless leave. Permission has not been received one hundred percent. I don't know what kind of sadistic word he received.

Smear me! Boss must be mad!

Without talking and the same body in each place. As well as the interlocking gazes the two were immersed in each other's thoughts.

Bi, I finally found you. After dozens of full moons I went through in my own misguidedness. Without knowing anything I can only guess where my ribs are. Sorry I couldn't recognize you. I made you suffer because of my stupidity. Sorry bi. I hope you can use me. Then we can live together like our dreams once did. (Gard)

Oh... How is this? The boss stayed quiet there. Does that mean I can't go anywhere? But I have to go to the tomb. Keep on thinking really the boss is angry and fire me how? (Meella)

In the shadow of the Guard, looking at Meella who was standing within a meter and a half from where she was standing. She looked like she saw Meella six years ago. Stand on the side of the road by yourself with beautiful hair. In a gray white uniform complete with a bulky bag that hangs on his back. Without glasses, it is the same as today. Also her hair was left in a black blouse under her short-sleeved knees.

Meella raised next to her brows looking at the Guard full of probes.

"Ekhm! Sorry if I came suddenly. Also it is not polite because without immediate permission nyelonong enter," said Garda pleasantries while scratching his temple that does not itch.

"Ah, huh?" Meella is confused as to what to answer. His head hesitated a little.

"I'm here to just get my files that were left here" his alibi hopes to be trusted. Although the truth is there are some documents left in his workspace. But his initial intention was not.

"Oh," said Meella lightly whether believe it or not does not seem to be of much importance to the Guard. The most important thing right now is to be able to meet and look at her deeply.

"I used to live in this unit before you. Most of my belongings have been moved to the apartment I live in now. But there are still some items that I have not had time to take here. I hope my arrival does not bother you. Sorry before," the Guard explained. Her footsteps continued to drag forward in front of Meella.

Meella heard the Garda's explanation just oh ria alone while nodding slowly. He just found out if this apartment was ever occupied by his boss. Automatically it means it belongs to the man. But he didn't know what reason the Guard had given up this apartment for him to live in. I chose to live in another apartment. Meella should have stayed somewhere else. Could Meella have asked this? It doesn't seem important. The most important thing now is that he has to work well until the appointed time. After that he will leave the scope of the jerk.

Garda smiled looking at the expression on Meella's face that looked so cute in her eyes.

"Ehmm.., if so please just find your own. Sorry for the time being I can't help you," Meella suddenly felt uncomfortable with the Guard's presence here. Especially with eyes that have not changed. He makes his heart and mind travel everywhere. He was worried that the incident of the night of the curse was repeated.

"Because I have to leave right now," Meella deliberately switched the conversation. Also immediately say goodbye to be able to quickly run away from the presence of his boss. "let's sir," he took the time to bring up an awkward smile that was so stiff.

Moreover, he was already uncomfortable being around the Guard. Especially the gaze that makes Meella's hair goosebumps. Suddenly flashed through his mind a memory of the time the Guard had seized him first. Hence he had to immediately leave from before the Guard at this time as well, to avoid the things that had happened again.

"Excuse me sir," he said again without waiting for a reply from the Guard with an awkward smile. Meella rushes away to get into the room, picking up her purse and cell phone. But just one more step away the body of the Guard actually arrived before him.

When Meella's position had managed to one step past the Guard, suddenly her hand was firmly blocked by the Guard from behind her. Rebels restraining his forward pace. Meella's reflexes look back over the shoulder with the body slightly slanted. The elegant-looking neck twisting motion makes Meella's hair flutter and move beautifully like an anti-dandruff shampoo advertising model on tv.

Both Guard and Meella's heart beat. Like someone who ran a marathon. Meella glanced at her arm that was still held by the Guard. Although not sick but very uncomfortable.

The guard glanced at Meella's sight. With a heavy heart he released his hand.

"Sorry," he added, who was honestly not willing to let go.

"Why rush? Where are you going?" his sudden question kepo as well as divert his feelings that began to develop freely.

Compared upside down with the face of the Guard who looked cloudy. The man broke his heart. She thinks Meella has moved to another heart, and has a new partner, a substitute herself without digesting Meella's last words. He was already sad first until his mind was frozen.

That night, when she secretly came to her apartment, which Meella now occupies. Inside Meella's room, she saw many photos of herself on display there. Of course old photos. Because they both met and separated when they were teenagers. And what makes Garda happy the most is when she touches Meella. Both of them burned in a night of love. Meella kept saying her name in their sweet romance.

Oh, naw. Erratum! Only the Guard can enjoy the romance. At that time, Meella was in a semi-conscious state. Or is unconscious. The girl was so resigned once the Guard touched her. Not resisting a bit like a breathing doll. But his lips are not alpha echoing the name Garda.

However, from the many facts about the girl and her past love. There is one fact that the Guard does not yet know. That's about his death. All this time people who used to be around him now consider themselves long dead.

"It just so happens that today is her birthday. So, I went to her place to hang out with her, "Meella turned to the cardboard box that was sitting on the dinner table.

The Guard followed Meella's line of sight. Seeing the same thing.

"I made a birthday cake. But.not cake shaped. I only make donuts" Meella said, recalling her last birthday with the Guard.

The guard just kept silent remembering the same thing that Meella remembered. In his heart he wondered if the donuts were for him. He must be very happy at the moment. Well, very very happy of course. Maybe because his memory is still not one hundred percent intact. He forgot his birthday which also fell today. Or because his birthday will be celebrated with a massive party of two more days.

"May I come?" pinta Guard suddenly.

Meella furrowed her forehead until her two black eyebrows nearly intertwined. He was quite surprised to hear the Guard's request. What's he coming for? thought.

"I just want to get to know who the lucky guy is" Guard said as if he could read Meella's mind. His eyes turned sad and sad.

After taking her bag in the room. Meella is in the car. Of course with the Guard who suddenly interested wanted to come. Not to forget the doughnuts were also brought. Includes a bunch of Lily flowers, a small plastic bag of sprinkled flowers and rose water. Everything is combined in one large paper bag shaped container.

Along the way they just kept quiet while looking at the road they were going through. Both dissolve in their minds. If Meella is happy to celebrate her husband's birthday, even if only on top of the navel. So the Guard was upset because the woman was still his wife, because she never once divorced him. He already has a replacement. It's only natural that Meella has a new one. The Guard has long since disappeared without news. When it appeared, he could not remember anyone, except Andika.

The guard frowned when his car was asked to stop right by the side of the road. In front there is a sign bearing the name of a public funeral.

"Come, get off sir. We have arrived" cried Meella with a happy twinkle.

"Huh, down?" The Guard is still confused as to why it should be down here.

"Yes. Come on!" Meella was so excited. Then open the car door and get off. After peeping the ground he closed the car door again.

Inevitably the Guard descended as well with so many questions piling up inside his head. Then help bring me all Meella's luggage. They then entered the cemetery complex. The Guard walked behind Meella while looking right and left. Unceasingly the man frowned. The feathers goosebumps when seeing many red earth mounds with various kinds of headstone names. Hiiiihhh, so horror gini huh? Again, not a test of courage. Her thought.

Why is it at the funeral? His girlfriend Meella was one of the gravediggers here? Or... the owner of the tomb here? Oh, my God... Since when did Meella go crazy like this?

All those questions just popped into his mind. From then on the woman had walked a long way leading the Guard. I don't know why Meella became a four-five spirit in this haunted place. But if he's in the office seems stupid and slow. His face was flat almost no expression was shown on everyone in the office.

From a distance of one meter the Guard saw Meella already crouched beside one of the tombs. The tomb is not ceramic. Only short, neat grasses covered the entire tomb. It looks like the grass is well taken care of every day until it is in good shape.

Meella put her donut box on the edge of the tomb. His two hands looked up to offer a grave prayer for his soulmate who had long slept in the ground. Clear thread flowed from the slit of his eyes. He was so solemn in offering his best prayers that he forgot the man who had been tailing him in the back.

The guard was stunned and his eyes were nimble together, looking at the name written on the tombstone in front of him. Many times he spelled all those syllables in heart. But everything remains the same.

Pandega the State Guard

Bin

Andika Pratama State

Oh my...