Twin Love Persons

Backstreet

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Meella rolled her eyes lazily. Bete felt like she heard the Guard call her that.

Want to run away if you remember the incident that made him and Garda a married couple.

Stupid me, why not run away at that time. If I run away, it is impossible now so.

"Bini.." the great-grandson of the Guard revived Meella from her imaginary realm.

"What the hell.don't call me that. I haven't changed my name yet..." Meella already looks bete.

Guard grunting. Then walked closer to Meella who was greeted by panic by the girl berparas ayu. His heart was so fucked. Nervous and groggy fused into a whole unit. Already rich NKRI aja ya 🤭🤭🤭.

"Eh, don't macem-macem yes. I can shout.." threatened Meella tergugu accompanied by panic while walking backwards.

"Can't you just be ordinary?" ask the Guard to stop his steps.

"Sori, I can't." Meella said.

"Why can't you?" ask the boy wonder.

"Yes, because I've never been this close to a guy. So, mending elo is the distance."

"Elo never dated another guy before?" The guard chuckled softly. In his heart he was grateful for his luck to get an innocent girl who hopefully still ori.

Meella chose silence. He did not want to answer the question of the unqualified Guard.

"My flashback hp. I need to get home quickly. You see, I don't want to bokap nyokap me to worry, because I don't go home on time." said Meella pleaded, diverting the conversation.

"Oh yeah, let me anterin elo go home." The guard pulled Meella's hand, asking her to ride on her motorcycle.

"Don't bother, thank you very much." Meella said awkwardly. "let me ride public only."

The look of disappointment was clearly visible on the handsome face of the Guard. So many questions suddenly popped into his mind. Because he really did not understand the girl in front of him.

For some reason when many girl friends he has, scrambling to get his attention, and not a few of them who want to sit on his motorcycle while hugging his waist.

But not for the girl of her full name, Qameella Rahmah Aulia. This magical girl painstakingly refused the Guard's invitation. Though the guy had been defending came to Meella school which was quite far from the Guard school.

"OKAY. If you want to go home by yourself, please!" cynical Garda nangkring on the motorcycle seat.

"But..." Meella hung up her sentence while bowing her face, but her eyes occasionally stole a glance towards the Guard.

"But? But what?" The guard frowned. His gaze was sharpened so that the girl in front of him would melt. Although not a good trick, but it never hurts to try.

"Gp... Hp I will still be there elo." said Meella terbatas.

"Hp?!" The guard showed Meella's cell phone.

Meella quickly grabbed it. But not yet had his hand reached, as fast as lightning Garda directly put into the pocket of his uniform front.

"You want to go back, take it yourself." Garda patted his pants pocket.

Meella grunts heavily. It feels really goiter facing this one guy. Like to force who shows his authoritarian attitude.

What a bummer these guys! How could I dare touch it? it's in the heart.

"What other choice is there?" meella asked who sounded like a mutter.

"There." answered the Guard quickly.

Meella's eyes sparkled brightly. A faint smile rang on his fragrant lips.

Garda patted the back seat of his bike as a given answer.

"meaning?" Meella asked for an explanation.

"Good! Is it time to not understand?"

Meella took a long breath. Now the girl gave up. There was no other choice he could choose anymore. I hope he didn't choose wrong.

Meella sat in the back seat of the Guard motorbike with a note, Garda returned her phone after that. Without a second thought the Guard immediately agreed to it.

Garda propelled like his motorbike at medium speed. She felt a distance between herself and Meella. Though previously he had asked the girl who had become his wife, to hold on to his waist was not digubris.

He then increased the speed of his motorcycle. Success made the girl react. Meella hugged him so tightly that she felt something springy on her back.

The Guard greatly enjoyed the sensation which was actually nothing new to him. But her partnership with Meella was a remarkable achievement. Because of Meella, she could feel something strange inside her chest for the first time. A kind of vibration and wave that always makes him miss.

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Mitha was wearing her basketball uniform. Standing in the middle of the field with his club mates. They took part in a training session with coach Indra.

Priiit! The whistling sound of a long whistle ended their training session.

Before the coach Indra's children completely disbanded. The charismatic man gave them reinforcement as a tool to face the tournament tomorrow.

After that they went straight to the dressing room.

"Tha, this abis we stopped by Mang Au first, I'm the laper because." pinta Yasmin who was immediately embraced by Mitha.

A few minutes later. Mitha and Yasmin were already sitting on the bench of Mang Au's stall, not far from their basketball club.

"Please, neng eneng.." cried Mang Au friendly. Put a bowl of meatballs for Mitha, and a bowl of meatball chicken noodles for Yasmin on the table. Also two glasses of sweet iced tea.

"Still, Mang." Yasmin said kindly.

"Sama-sama neng." Mang Au immediately left the two of them.

Mitha and Yasmin ate each other's meals immediately, having previously sipped sweet iced tea from their respective glasses.

"How's Kevin doing, Tha? Elo's still the same way, right?" asked Yasmin on the sidelines of her busy eating her favorite meatball noodles.

"Yes.that's it!" sahut Mitha lack spirit.

As her best friends already know, Mitha and Kevin have been dating for a year. But over the past month, the relationship between the two has seemed less harmonious. Maybe because of the less intense intensity of Mitha and Kevin's meetings.

How not, Mitha and Kevin are in different schools, of course the two rarely meet. In addition, Kevin is now in third grade High School or 12th grade. Of course, he was busy taking part in the bimbel to face the graduation exam. That is why the guy has rarely circulated in the club, where they first met and then decided to be made.

"But elo is the same he's still the phone-phone right?"

Mitha pushed her lips forward. He was silent for a moment thinking of the right answer.

"Rarely."

"So rare anyway? Keep going..."

"Udah, don't talk about him first." sergeant Mitha cut Yasmin's sentence.

Yasmin could see the look on Mitha's face showing her badmood. This friend of his when he had said that, meant that he really did not want to discuss it anymore.

Yasmin was well aware that being a girl like Mitha was not easy. Born into twins. Every day is compared to Meella. According to his parents, he was much better than him. Always be required to be the same as Meella.

Qarmitha Tsani Rahmani who feels he cannot be anyone else. He chose to rebel to be himself. The myriad of rules were not written on the house, making it almost frustrating.

In addition, Mitha and Kevin's relationship was met with strong opposition from Gusti. The man was worried that if his daughter was dating would interfere with his learning concentration. But Mitha is not her name if she does not defy. It was precisely that that prompted the girl to dare to backstreet with Kevin.

Kasian lo, Tha! yasmin whispered in his heart.