Twin Love Persons

KCK_C2#78

Happy reading...

Mitha put on a sullen face in front of Yasmin and Sarah. The three of them are in Sarah's office. It is located on the second floor of his viral restaurant. The two girls painstakingly held back their laughter, after noticing Mitha's appearance from the tip of her hair to the tip of her foot. Both were amazed to see the appearance of their best friend.

Not like usually wearing a knee-length dress that looks very feminine. She almost never wears women's clothes. Maybe because it was a tomboy, and sports teachers also do not need to look feminine all. It was as if the one standing in front of them was not Mitha but the figure of Meella.

Now his appearance of a hundred and eighty degrees was very different from the usual Mitha. Her long hair was left to scrape over each side of her neck and cheeks. And another one that makes the woman seem strange. That's the way the road is not normal. He seemed to be limping and sometimes grimacing as if enduring pain every step of the way. It was as if something was making him sick between his crotches.

Actually Mitha was desperate to get out of her hotel room and Rega stayed overnight. You could say reckless because of his condition after being completely colonized by a handsome man but the behavior of the devil. The messy appearance with the number of Mark's kisses everywhere, making it difficult to cover it. Nothing can be used to cover. The only thing that can be done is to let her hair unravel. I wish I could cover the red on her neck.

Without the knowledge of the husband. He also permits everything. Rega just left her alone in the hotel room. Even if he had left a letter. But it doesn't mean anything to him.

At first Mitha was frustrated with her condition. Moreover, the clothes that have been prepared Rega model dress that is not really Mitha. Low chest and only knee. Because the clothes he wore yesterday were destroyed by a handsome doctor. The rich behavior of Satan. Ngeselin is just people.

Not to mention the high heels that will make his legs sprain. Hello. you need to know yes, Mitha is most allergic to women's shoes so rich. He used to wear sneakers, or flat shoes that are his favorite. Not making his feet pegel. But what to say. Because of the behavior of the demon bin demon yesterday, his shoes accidentally fell next door. And did not have time to take it because it was carried away rich sacks of rice until in the hotel room.

"Kamvret lo on!" spray Mitha growled at the behavior of her two best friends, in still staring fully inquiringly from where they sit. "not concerned about my condition, elo-elo even bring me. You think it's funny, what?"

Suddenly the laughter of the two broke out, and was shocked to see the anger of Mitha who even seemed funny.

"Jeez neng.. sensi really be a person," always Sarah relieve Mitha's emotions. He stood up and pulled Mitha's arm, leading her to sit on the sofa in the room.

"Some of the hell elo weird. Tumben really looks lo a girl. Yesterday was my time dandanin elo nyerocooos continued. Do not menorah, the dress does not need to be too girl. Halooo whose name is a girl's dress. If you want a rich guy, you can use the same tuxido tie nails," complained Yasmin.

"Well, now you again want what event, how to use lo rich gini? Though elo is usually fifty fifty," said Yasmin trying to control the sound of her laughter.

"What's fifty fifty?" Mitha frowned.

"Yeah, half girl half boy. Alias tomboy," Yasmin explained, making Mitha cluck.

"Damn lo!" hardik Mitha slapped Yasmin's right shoulder, sitting to her left.

Without Mitha noticing her hair slightly blushed as she moved to hit Yasmin's shoulder. Sarah sitting on her right can see what her best friend is trying to hide.

With a prank and ignorant Sarah brushed Mitha's hair. It was a red color that was so contrasted with the original color of Mitha's white skin. Mitha's skin color is white. It's just that the activity as a sports teacher is often in the outdoor, making the outer skin change color. The skin that is covered remains in its original color.

His eyes also fiddled while covering his mouth that opened in shock, immediately covering his mouth that widened with one hand. Speechless. Because the red color he met was not just one. There's some. Uh, a lot of. Maybe from behind the dress that Mitha wore there was more.

"Anjrite!" peeking Sarah was shocked.

Feeling Sarah had fiddled with her hair, Mitha hurriedly covered it again with her hair and hands. He was very embarrassed by the stains that stuck on his skin. Even if it is a sign of passion and love for her husband. Ih, deserve not to be called a sign of love? What is the love of Rega like Mitha? The feeling of not...

"Heh, why you, Sar?" yasmin asked to know.

"Damn lo, Sar. Pake windows all. Kepo lo!" spray Mitha cynically, her face reddish in shame her disgrace uncovered.

"No, look at it yourself. Lo must have been amazed himself," Sarah's suggestion made Mitha glare sharply at him.

Mitha tried to dodge and tried to scare her with her eyes. Neither Yasmin nor Sarah were afraid. It doesn't even have any effect at all. Even more daring to pull also raised the hair that had dangled until it passed his shoulder.

"Buskey! Many men..."

"Emang anjrit lo on your kamvret.." cried Mitha as she wriggled here and there while covering her with her hands. Still free. Both of his best friends have managed to tear him apart. It's good not to be stripped.

"Ck, tsk, tsk. Abis how many rounds of neng... fight?" sarah shook her head while holding back her laughter, but then her laughter exploded.

"Ronde, round, you think I'm boxing what?" sumpul Mitha grew irritated while tidying her hair again, constantly being the material of Bullyan her two best friends.

Good thing Amel's still here. The young mother took her son to school first, after that joined here. So he can still hold on a little for a while. Otherwise his ears can jontor just like his lips are sucked terooos same as Rega.

"Hoo-oh. It's morning, '" said Yasmin.

"Huh, he said divorce, divorce. No love, just a cat. Hiiiihhhh.. night play kebo-keboan, until the leopard is rich, it" complained Yasmin.

He still remembered how Mitha whined to ask for help in trying to process her divorce with Rega so quickly without complicated. But the practice is just the opposite.

"Ah, you don't know what my condition is" Mitha said.

"Elo, not very grateful. I don't know what your condition is. Divorce letter I have done. I want to ask for my family lawyer. What fact?" spray Yasmin fiery.

Mitha snorted resignedly. It feels uncomfortable to swallow the problems faced today. Especially before there was the intervention of his friends. Especially Yasmin. Finally he chose to tell all the chronology of the occurrence of the kiss Mark on his body. Of course not telling everything vulgar to his two virgin friends. Pity them if they are tainted before their time.

"So, the Rega hasn't signed the divorce papers you gave her yesterday?" search Yasmin.

"Boro-boro makes a signature. Look at the shape of the divorce papers, he said not yet," muttered Mitha.

"You sure? Who knows if Rega's lying" Sarah doesn't believe. They all saw Mitha handing over her divorce papers to Rega directly at her restaurant.

"Yes. He said he did not know," said Mitha confirmed without hesitation. "somehow he said, he will not cerein me until anytime. Because he doesn't want a divorce in our marriage."

Yasmin fell silent while thinking and propping up her chin. Sarah also thought.

"Keep, if not Rega at that time. Then, who's that guy? It was impossible if it was the Guard," suddenly flashed through Yasmin's mind just like that. "because other than human beings, no one else has the same face. There are also people who look like him to others. Their resemblance is not the same as Rega Garda," he continued alibi.

"Elo what about Yas, right? Why do you call the name human, he was a long time ago mokat," argued Sarah reminded.

Suddenly the three of them fell silent and were immersed in each other's thoughts. And also to justify what Sarah had said. And do not dismiss Yasmin's remark, if Rega only has one duplicate person with the status of twin brothers, namely Garda. The creature has long since died. Ah, what yes...

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Meella returned to work after two days off. Although his condition was still weak he still forced himself to complete the tasks that were piled on his desk. Forgetting his anxiety about the fetus that lives in his womb.

Rona Dandi's face is very unsightly to the eye. Because Meella's sick she took care of her job. Many times the man advised that women who are secretly pregnant with their boss's children, consume vitamins to maintain endurance so as not to get sick easily.

Theory is easy. But the person giving the advice forgot. There is a God who rules everything in the semester. Including the destiny of each of His people.

"How are you doing, it's fresh?" the Guard asked so formally as Meella walked into her room to hand over the requested file.

"Alhamdulillah, sir," he replied, assuming it was one hundred percent honest.

"It's good then," said the Guard covering up his concerns.

Yes, he was always worrying and thinking about his wife without anyone knowing. If God needs to know, too. Unfortunately, God is All-Knowing. It is useless if man wants to lie to God. Proudly named. Arrogance is God's clothing.

As usual she can only monitor Meella from a cctv camera that is directly connected to her gadget. Because only that way that makes him always know the latest news about his wife without being known by others. Including the person he was monitoring.

Meella just lowered her face. Silently thinking, did she have to say about her pregnancy to the Guard? Because he's the only guy who's fucked her. But... will the boss and prospective father of the baby he contains just trust him?

"Honey..," suddenly Bianca just entered the Guard room.

Guiltlessly accidentally bumped into Meella's left shoulder which was about to turn around leaving the Guard room. His hatred was still felt in the air often saw the poor girl.

Sontak Garda who was looking down wanted to read the file in his hand looked up. Seeing foreign women, but having to make a show as if to be a couple who love each other.

Her eyes squinted when her net saw Bianca accidentally hit Meella. His heart throbbed pain. It was very desirable that he slapped the face of the damned woman, already daring to harass his wife. Again, he had to hold back so that his charade would not be revealed too early.

"Eat him if the road uses the eyes of dong," hardik Bianca upset. Accused Meella of innocence. He acts like a man who has no eyes.

The hardened guard of his jaws also clenched his hands tightly dampening the almost-soothing emotions.

Damn girl, watch out for you later! The inner whispers of the Guard threatened him.