Twin Love Persons

KCK_C2#83

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Meella is stunned to see Mirza's presence in the same place as her. And now the man was standing right in front of him. The two looked on. If Mirza's gaze looked sad, it contained a great longing. Contrasted upside down with the face and eyes of Meella who seemed indecipherable cold.

Dandi stared confusedly at the facial expression the Guard showed. The boss showed a dislike look at Meella who was talking to Mirza.

''Do you know each other?'' reprimand the Guard astonished. Then turn around and walk towards Meella.

Meella wants to answer. Mirza answered first,

''Yes, we know each other.''

Mirza smiled happily.

''Since when?'' chase Garda is so curious about the relationship between them.

Dandi who was still standing in his place until widening his eyes saw the unusual reaction of his boss. What happened to the Guard? Why is she so curious about Meella's relationship with Mirza? Is it possible. ah, not possible. Yeah, it seems impossible. Mana might be interested in a flat-faced girl like Meella. Bianca is prettier and more everything. So there was no way his boss turned to another heart.

Mirza is the owner of a contracting company that successfully cooperates with the State's Group in the work of a frozen food production plant. So, the Guard could do nothing about this. Not because of fear. But for his credibility as a wise CEO. Not mixing matters of the heart with work. Although actually very stupid certainly. His beloved wife is being approached by another man who is not her husband.

''We used to be on campus when we were in college. Mr. Mirza is my senior, Meella said with a normal facial expression.

Mirza's heart melos heard Meella call it the 'Pak' in front of her name. Not because they are at work. Or maybe intentionally give her some distance so she can't get close to him anymore.

The Guard was just 'oh' ria alone while nodding in understanding, responding to Meella's reply. And a little relief. That's a sign that Meella has never messed around behind her. As long as they are apart.

''No, ''' Mirza interrupted.

Sontak Garda frowned.

Meella's body stiffened. He was sure Mirza still could not let go. That's why he wanted to publicize their relationship that almost went to the marriage stage. I hope Mirza doesn't talk about our relationship. Hope in the heart.

''We were once on campus when we were in college. But at that time we were not close, let alone familiar. You don't even know me. Only I know you, '' Mirza denied breaking Meella's answer earlier.

Meella just swallowed her saliva to wet her throat which suddenly felt dry. Then slightly turned his face slightly sideways. He thought what was the right sentence to refute Mirza's words later.

''Oh, come on, Meella, don't tell me you're ashamed to admit it. Though only three months ago we .., '' Mirza could not continue his expression of disappointment because of the sound of the voice of someone deheman.

''Ehm! Khmkhmm!"

They all looked at the source of the sound. Apparently the Guard did it on purpose. He could not bear to see Meella's togetherness with the stranger.

''I'm sorry, Mr. Mirza. It seems that this time is not the right time to discuss the past. Because now it's not in a private room. But in the public sphere. I ask the professionalism of Mr. as the person in charge of this project, to work well and correctly. That is also if you still want to continue our cooperation, ''' a pretty hard warning given by the Guard to his rival. But with intonation made as soft as possible so that the anger is not too obvious. After saying all those sentences, the Guard grinned widely.

''I'm sorry, sir, '' said Mirza, realizing her mistake. After looking around before. There were more than five people standing around him wearing the same project helmet, looking at him with different gazes.

Mirza immediately guided around the entire building which was still mostly in the works. There are also some parts of the building that have been finishing stages.

At a time when everyone was busy paying attention to Mirza's explanation, two project workers also helped explain more details. At that time they walked into a group. The Guard, Mirza and Dandi go hand in hand in the front position. Two adult men in charge of helping Mirza if there is need for additional explanation about the construction of this project. Meella is at the very back of her own.

Meella is not comfortable being among the men. Especially with their masculine aroma that comes from perfumes of various fragrant variants and brands. Really, make Meella's head dizzy and want to vomit at the same time.

Suddenly an unoperated crane, moving off the load that was still hanging in the air, fell to the ground almost to hit Meella whose movement began to shudder. The woman was busy looking for her doping in the form of aromatherapy wind oil in the bag she was carrying, the most powerful weapon of the time like this.

BRUKK!

The sound surprised everyone. They looked almost simultaneously at the source of the sound.

"Meella!" mirza's voice shouted as loudly as possible. He ran over in panic to see the girl.

Thankfully Meella was saved from the fall by a worker not far from the scene. Only his leg was scratched by the flakes that had bounced off and directly scratched his right leg. Fresh blood flowed from the wound.

"Aren't you papa?" tanyanya's worried.

Without being asked Mirza took out her cloth handkerchief from her pants pocket. Then kneel under Meella's feet, and bandage her bleeding wounds.

Meella is stunned to see Mirza care for her. The two of them have no relationship anymore.

'Mirza, why is it so good for me? Very attentive in serious conditions and deft in acting like this. How happy is the woman who is your life partner. Honey, that woman is not me. Because I'm too dirty for you. So I don't pantes accompany you, 'inner shrivelled.

''Yes, I'm not papa, '' said Meella stammered.

Guard's heart was pinched seeing his woman get more attention from him. While he did nothing.

''Boss, ''' Dandi's voice interrupted and slightly distracted him.

The Guard immediately gave his personal assistant an order to investigate today's incident. He was worried that an intruder would intentionally harm them. After that he went to follow Mirza to the clinic to see the state of Meella there.

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The wound on Meella's leg was finished wrapped in bandages, after it was cleaned. There were no serious injuries, and were allowed to go home by a doctor.

"What about her pregnancy, Doc?" mirza suddenly asked a medical worker who handled Meella.

Meella was surprised by Mirza's question. He turned to the man with a look of disbelief. Apparently the man still remembers Meella's statement the last time they separated. At that time, Meella spoke carelessly. It is like a prayer answered at this time.

"Pregnant?" Guards are glued to the doorstep of the clinic's IGD room. His gaze puskered at the woman who was still on top of the gurney.

Everyone in the room turned towards the arrival of the Guard. Mirza, the doctor, the treatment and Meella with her pajama face fell silent for a moment.

My God... Why did he have to come anyway?!

''Who is pregnant?" press the Guard while stepping closer to them. With a look for an explanation. Suddenly he remembered his question last night to Meella.

"Are you pregnant?"

"Father don't tell me how I got pregnant. My husband does not have. Of course I can't be pregnant" Meella told a lie.

"But we did it that night" he recalled that night with an illegible look.

Meella actually hated it when Garda brought up the night of the incident. Because that night his hard-knit dream was shattered instantly.

"I can't be pregnant. Because until now I did not feel anything like a pregnant woman. So I stress to you, I'm not pregnant, period!" meella said that night.

The doctor seemed confused to see two adult men surrounding one woman. The look of investigating was inevitable.

''Between the two of you, who is the husband of the patient?" ask the doctor suddenly.

''Me!" unexpectedly the Guard and Mirza compact opened the sound simultaneously.

''Huh, what?!" the doctor's reaction was more shocking than the two men's strange answer.

Oh, Lord... is this world really going to end? One woman has two husbands. Is this woman polyandry?

Garda and Mirza exchanged glances with the same shock. Then the two of them broke their eye contact, turning to look at Meella who was staring at them confused in turn.

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Meella is forced to use a wheelchair to avoid a debate between the Guard and Mirza. The two grown men were always arguing and scrambling to hold Meella while getting off the gurney. Though Meella can still use her own legs to walk, even though limping.

When going out the IGD room was so.

As a result, Dandi who became the mediator. With his own initiative the man took a different wheelchair in the corner of the room. Then ask Meella to sit on it. Meella complied without coercion. Then he left the room with Dandi pushing his wheelchair.

In front of the clinic yard, Mirza parked the car with the passenger door that was wide open. With a big smile Mirza awaits the arrival of Meella, who is still pushed in a wheelchair out of the door of the clinic next to her car.

So will the car that will be boarded by the Guard. It was parked in front of Mirza's car. Also open the car door in the passenger section. The Guard looked at Mirza with a scornful look. Because he was sure, Dandi would take Meella into his car.

Meella to the point of patting the eel saw the compactness of the two men. Of course the compactness in question is not compact to promote unity and unity. Except for the cohesiveness that could cause a showdown.

Honestly Meella was confused to face the two men in front of her. I don't know why the two of them became so attentive to him, after the doctor actually stated his gynecological health. Yes, this time Meella can't hide her pregnancy from the Guard. Last night, he managed to deny it.

Maybe this is what's called 'smart squirrel jumping, he's bound to fall too'. Huh, suck!

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