Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#92

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The Guard continues to search for Meella's whereabouts assisted by her confidants. This time, she does not want to be separated from Meella. As much as possible and in any way will be done to get Meella. There was no intention of parting let alone leaving him like he used to be.

If it used to be separated due to an accident that resulted in the loss of his memory. Not anymore. The Guard believes that. She no longer cares about the authority of Andika who always obstructs her love path with Meella.

The determination of the Guard is already unanimous. He would not give up much less give up. It won't.

When the Guard is searching. Meella even casually went to avoid. Stay away from places the Guard might be able to reach. The pregnant woman did not want to be in touch with her former boss. He was worried that it would have a worse impact on his parents. After a hard-earned restaurant effort pioneered from young. Now go out of business. And be happy to start from zero again.

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Ting tong's...

Dance rushed towards the door after hearing the sound of her house bell ringing loudly.

"Wait a minute." cried Tari as if her voice had reached the outside.

When the door was opened. Apparently Meella, an uninvited but expected guest. Dance was also surprised to be happy at his arrival. He hugged his old friend.

''Ah.. kangen..'' cried Dari restrained when he was about to hug Meella.

Meella just smiled broadly at Dance's behavior.

''Come, come in!" meruk Tari invites the guest into his house.

Afterwards Tari closed the door tightly. Then took Meella to sit on her living room couch.

"Tar, may I stay here for a while. Not long, at least a few days," said Meella a little awkward.

Dance raised next to her eyebrows. A little surprised by the attitude of his best friend who is still stiff. Though without asking for anything, Tari will offer him to stay here. Remembering it was dark.

"Elo is rich with anyone, still rigid with me. May times..," decak Geregetan dance. "new a few days. A month can also. I'm still single" he continued, raising his eyebrows.

Meella smiled with relief.

"Gue just doesn't feel good about you, Tar. I'm afraid to disturb your privacy."

"Looky..."

"Sorry yes, Tar. From the beginning I just bother him, "the heart wants to chatter, but Meella's stiff facial expression makes it very serious.

"Emang from the past elo rich people like that. Especially when you're still dating the Guard,..." Dance trying to chimed. He knew what his old friend meant. But she did not continue after seeing Meella's sad expression.

"Sorry, I don't mean to talk about people who don't exist" said Tari regretfully. She thought Meella was sad because she had already discussed the deceased Guard.

Suddenly Meella shook her head.

Dance cringing wonder.

"Garda's not dead, Tar. He's alive," he said.

"What?!" pekik Tari got out of control.

Meella immediately told him everything that had happened to Dance. Including pregnancy and confession of the surviving Guard. Not forgetting he explained the reason for staying at the house of Tari. In addition to wanting to calm down, also wanted to escape the reach of the Guard. Worried that if forever near the Guard, Meella's parents will be affected more severely. After the bankruptcy of both parents.

Dance said nothing. Just a warm hug where Meella channeled her sadness. He knew from a long time ago, if the relationship between the Guard and Meella never sanctioned Andika. Likewise with Gusti who got in the way. He just regrets it. Because of the selfishness of parents, children are victims. They will soon have grandchildren. Haih.

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Although only relying on the garage of the house, the buyers at the restaurant was quite a lot. Some are willing to stand in line to get a seat to be able to eat on the spot. There are also lines for purchases that are immediately taken home.

The guard was amazed to see it. The owner of the shop should have a decent place. Also curious as if the food there until they are willing to queue. But from the smell of cooking that is directly processed in the kitchen of the store. Garda can smell a good aroma. It feels very appetizing. It is new from the smell, especially when it is felt on the tongue. It must be better.

Krucu... Krucu... Krucu...

The Guard's stomach reads a sign asking to be filled. Coincidentally after returning from the office he immediately went around looking for Meella's whereabouts. Until the instructions given by the man leads here. Then he came here.

The guard got off his car which was already in perfect parking across the street from the tavern. At that time he deliberately took off the suit and tie yes, and left it in the car, so that he was not too conspicuous among the buyers who mostly wear simple home clothes.

Although only wrapped in a white shirt, and black cloth pants. Who would have thought the charm of the Guard was able to hypnotize the buyers in the store. Let alone women, men also turn their eyes to the handsome figure charismatic. But the Guard did not care much about the reactions of those people. He remained relaxed putting his feet straight into the booking section. After the person in front of him finished, he advanced in exchange for ordering.

"Excuse me.." said Garda after standing behind the table where ordering the menu. Maybe the food he ordered was just taken home. Considering the day is getting darker.

"Yes, what message do you want?" say a middle-aged woman behind a desk. His face looked down at the small book that had printed the menu list. The woman is only in charge of writing in the form of numbers on the number of orders the buyer wants. Afterwards the paper was torn off and given to the cook for execution.

Looks like this table is not just a place to order food, it also doubles as a cashier. Given the limited space. In the front corner there is a kitchen and storefront to put a variety of vegetables, eggs, chicken, and others for the needs of making food according to the menu. Thought the Guard as his eyes moved observing the surroundings.

In the kitchen section of the Guard saw the middle-aged man serving as his cook. His old hands are so agile and shrewd to mix spices that blend with food ingredients according to the order of the buyer. His old eyes are still careful to distinguish each type of seasoning needed. The power is still strong to finish the cooking of each portion within five to ten minutes, depending on what type of food is ordered. Once the cuisine was ready, a young man came to bring the food to the guest table according to the order list.

"What message does he want?" ask the woman who did not also hear the voice of the prospective buyer. His face looked up at the person standing across from his desk.

Suddenly the Guard was shocked, instantly lowering his face looking at the woman in front of him. Very familiar is the first impression he experienced when his gaze was rubbed with a face that contained fine wrinkles on his face. But still leave a beautiful charm that is timeless.

"Sir Rega," suddenly the woman turned her eyes to look at the figure in front of her. With a wide-flowing smile, he immediately got up standing from his seat.

Huh, Nak Rega?

Hearing the name of his twin brother called, Garda turned his face looking for the existence of a copy of the photo. But there is no. There were only a few people standing in line behind him.

Whereabouts? How come there's no?

The Guard is still searching for Rega. Until the woman patted her upper arm slowly, then she realized. It turns out that the person in question is himself. Somehow the story goes that the woman recognized him as Rega.

"Nak Rega why are you queuing here? Just go inside. Let Mama prepare Nak Rega's favorite food later," the woman immediately pushed the tall body and athletic Guard into her house.

"Nak Rega wants food as usual right, let Mama message to Dad to be made immediately," added the woman who had called herself Mama. It was very warm for the treatment of this woman. Garda so miss the figure of the woman who gave birth to him in this mortal world.

The guard only smiled in response to the words of the woman who was now gone, disappearing behind the dividing wall between the living room and the living room. The Guard is currently in the central room. Because the living room there are three sets of long chair tables that are used for eating places for buyers who eat on the spot. It just so happened that the place was already filled almost occupying every seat and table.

Garda let out a long sigh while leaning on his back, on the soft sofa backrest behind his back. Garda opened the top two buttons of his shirt. And rolled up his sleeves up to his elbows.

"It's lucky you, Ga. Elo can be accepted here as well as my mother-in-law. Until elo is very rejuvenated. If I could be rich elo maybe my way of life is not rich gini," he murmured. Putting her hair back.

"Basar old fucking Bangka!" he said softly considering Andika's cruelty to him.

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