Twin Love Persons

KCK_C2#87

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''I can't be soft anymore. I have to act and separate them so that they can't be together. If necessary for ever, '' murmured Andika squeezed a photo of the report of her personal secretary.

The man was very angry to feel a sense of helplessness. It could be that his amnesiac son was close to the woman. All means have been taken to stay away from them both. But it does not stop making them often meet. He was worried that if it continued like that made the Guard so remember back with Meella.

Andika is always spying on the Guard in every activity. Both inside and outside the office. That way he can monitor and control his son, as his sole heir. But he still gave rations to his other son. If he demands inheritance from her. Yes, secretly Andika was still thinking about her son other than the Guard. The son he could never embrace again after a divorce with his ex-wife. He was sure that his son had grown up well with a handsome face. Handsome as the Guard because they are twins.

''Keep an eye on them. Immediately notify me, no matter how small their movements. Especially the girl, said Andika with a low voice and weight.

''Alright, sir, '' said the man obediently. Then leave Andika's room.

Andika grunts slowly. Then lean his back on the back of his great chair.

*

''You till when do you keep pretending, Guard?'' the reprimand immediately made the owner of the name surprised not play. He looked at the person who was asking him to speak. Although the sound is not too big, but it is quite clear to enter the Garrison.

The two old friends were sitting side by side at a table. They were attending a business banquet attended by almost businessmen from all over Indonesia. In fact, there are even some representatives from foreign companies present in one of the famous five-star hotels in Jakarta.

''Y-you mean?'' for the first time the Guard stuttered, asking for an explanation from that person.

''You may be able to deceive others. Or the world though. But you won't be able to cheat me, boss bro?'' ryan's mysterious grin.

The guard was stunned and was forced to not hide anymore. Garda forgot if his best friend this one does have a sharp instinct. Even though during school days his brain was not very smart. But Ryan can be relied on to find accurate information about someone as per the task ordered.

''Gue also knew that Meella was pregnant right now" Ryan paused and smiled.

''How do you know that?'' ask the Guard very curious.

''Don't be stiff, boss, ''' Ryan patted Garda on the shoulder. ''just relax rich on the beach.''

The guard frowned. His face looked very serious.

''In fact I know, how many times you slept with him, Ryan chuckled at the nervous face of his old best friend.

''Lo calm down. Everything is safe in my hands, he said as if he could read the worries on the Guard's face.

The guard simply nodded and said a word of thanks.

''Gue can also help you, make your fake fiance's mistress. Because I know you must not be comfortable with him, right?'' Ryan threw his gaze at Bianca who was busy chatting with the woman who was his partner tonight.

''Always he's the brains of Meella's accident in Bandung, right?'' again, the Guard was taken aback by the statement of the man familiarly called the Keling. And the Guard won't ask again where he knows.

The chatter of the two old friends was forced to end, as Bianca turned her head towards them.

*

In between enjoying dinner in the dining room of her apartment, Rega placed a long white envelope on the dining table. Then pushed him right in front of Mitha.

The woman immediately stopped her chewing. Put the spoon and fork held on the plate. He grabbed it and peeked at it.

''What is this?'' tanyanya wanted to know while chewing the leftovers in her mouth.

''Airplane ticket,'' said Rega flat without leaving his eating activities.

''Oh,'' Mitha sighed with an O-shaped mouth. After that, return the envelope to its original position, in the same way Rega did.

Glancing at the returning envelope moving towards him, Rega frowned.

''Why don't you like it?'' tanyanya. His forehead shriveled faintly.

''It was a plane ticket for our honeymoon, '' he explained.

''Not too. Ordinary, '' Mitha cuek replied again continuing her delayed meal.

Rega was a little disappointed with Mitha's attitude that there was no excitement. In other words very indifferent. Though he hopes the surprise will give a romantic atmosphere. Like his doctor friends told me. They also do not hesitate to give advice, so that he who is stiff and cold can behave more warm and romantic. One of them is by giving a surprise to the couple.

Rega who doesn't know how to surprise a couple. Rela lowered her self-esteem asking for a tutorial on one of her fellow doctors. He said anti-failure is like a story in a romantic movie. Until asked to be given a recommendation of romantic films were willing to do.

''Kok, is your expression flat?'' his protest. In his furious heart and doomed his failure gave a romantic surprise.

Mitha had already finished the rice and side dishes that were on her plate. Then move carrying dishes, and other dirty eating utensils to the dishwasher. For safe dish washing. Nothing to worry about. He was used to it since childhood. At least if there is no glass or broken plate. Most scoops are floated and end up on the floor. But for today it seems not. Because all the dirty furniture is clean and has been placed in their respective places.

''Yes, you are as unwilling as you are, that is, '' he said hopefully. ''or what. Can't you?''

''So, you ngarep I said, 'WOW', is that it? Or jump around the loyalty of the rich people are not sane, said Mitha ketus.

''Sorry I can't be rich. I'm not the kind of girl you want to be. Take all honeymoon. Waste of money. We do not need a honeymoon out of town, let alone abroad. After all, every day we just stay alone. No fuss was very grateful, Mitha said at length.

*

Coming home from a business banquet and driving Bianca home to the apartment. The Guard doesn't want to go anywhere. Except to the apartment that Meella occupied. Suddenly he wanted to meet his wife. Maybe because it had not met for three days he was stricken with malarindu disease. Malarinduism is not malaria.

Meella stood in front of the door after opening the door of her apartment. Consider so. The woman was quite surprised by the arrival of the Guard. The boss came at a time that seemed inappropriate. And for what reason when it comes at this hour?

When to visit Meella who is sick. It's also not right because it doesn't hurt anymore. Not a hundred percent yet. Okay, that's acceptable. But, look at the time, boss, now it's not ten in the morning. Not seven o'clock at night. But at half-twelve o'clock. Almost midnight.

''Mr...''

''Can I come in?'' ask the Guard for permission. Go in without waiting for an answer from the host. He pushed the door that was only half open, becoming wider.

Meella gasped as her shoulder accidentally came into contact with the Guard's arm. The pregnant woman still did not understand the intention of the sudden visit of her superior. His brain could not think clearly because he just woke up. Nor would he want to wake up at this hour. This is because of the nausea that suddenly feels stirring his stomach. Then ask to be spewed.

Although it was only water and a sour and bitter taste at the end of his vomit, it was enough to make him relieved. Nausea and vomiting that Meella experienced lately often occur, torturing her body. Then when going back up the place want to continue the delayed sleep. The sound of the unit bell in his seat rang. Worry about having an important guest or something. Meella was forced to abandon her intention to sleep.

Meella closed the door to her apartment. Then breathe out slowly. He looked at the man who was sitting in a henchman on the long sofa of the living room.

''Sorry, Sir. What business, huh, gini nights here?'' Meella deliberately asked, in order to quickly expel the man does not know the time in front of her from here.

Sorry if it's not polite. But this has disrupted his privacy.

''I think nothing matters. If there's anything important we can talk about in the office.''

Garda looked at Meella's face with an indecipherable smile. He is aware of his arrival tonight, disturbing the calm of women who are not wearing glasses minus. But he could not control his intense longing for her. To make it reckless to come on a flat blind night like this.

Ah, can't be arrested anymore. The Guard should do it tonight.

''I know, ''' she replied in the end.

''But this has nothing to do with office business.

''Then?'' Meella asked for an explanation. Eyes squeaking.

The guard got up from his seat. Walking closer to the woman who made him fall back in love with the same person. After facing each other the Guard directly hugged Meella's body tightly.

''Sir...''

''Let's get married,'' whispered the Guard in Meella's ear. 'again, ' he continued in his heart. He kissed the top of a woman's head in his arms.

''What?!" Meella was shocked as she moved to pull over the Guard's embrace. But his limp body after vomiting did not have much energy.

While Garda increasingly tightened his embrace, as if it would disappear when loose a little.

"Do you want to marry me?" ask the Guard again to make sure.

"But..."

"Shhhhhhhh!"

The guard loosened his embrace. Her net was staring into Meella's beautiful eyes. Her face was naturally beautiful without any makeup polish. His charming smile creates its own charm. Plus dimples decorate her smooth cheeks. The man never kept the coarse hairs around under his nose or under his mouth.

Both Guards hands cupped Meella's two thin cheeks. Since tested positive for pregnancy, her appetite has decreased. It was not strange that his body seemed slimmer at the moment. Then he looked down on Meella's lips. The guard didn't care after this would get a hard slap on his handsome face. Because of his insolence of kissing the lips of others without permission. He will accept it sincerely later if that happens.

Meella's eyes are perfectly patterned. Surprised to receive a surprise attack from the Guard. But he did not refuse or keep his face away. What's wrong with him. Why did he become so resigned? Where is her pride as an Eastern cultural woman?

Oh, naw! Meella can't be like this continuously. But this feeling always reminded him of the Guard.

Garda smiled happily not getting any rejection from Meella. Both hands move. The left one held Meella's nape. And his right grabbed the woman's slender waist to get closer to her body without the slightest distance.

The Guard deepened his kiss. As if there is no tomorrow. Guard's desire for Meella soared. He has to finish it tonight.

"Nngh."

Meella's bellowing voice splashed the flames of passion within the Guard's body. Meella was defeated by the Guard. His breath was short he could no longer. Meella patted Garda's shoulder slowly.

Understanding the sign, the Guard had to let go of their kiss. Saliva yarn is created when the lips of Garda separate the distance with the lips of Meella. The Guard stared at Meella's face deep, their foreheads touching each other. Warm breath and Meella collide. Heartbeats are both racing fast, they can be heard and felt.

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