Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#93

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Maryam moved a neatly-printed plate of white rice, complete with a slice of honey-baked chicken thigh, tempeh, tofu, as well as vegetables for lalapan and sambal from the tray she brought from the tavern kitchen. In addition there is a glass of warm sweet tea. There is another kale which is Rega's favorite menu. Yes, the young doctor always asked for it when eating here.

Garda simply stared silently at all the dishes neatly arranged on the table. His stomach was suddenly hungry to smell the delicious aroma of the food in front of him. But he was less appetizing to see the green vegetables that were on the plate in front of him. Honestly, Garda does not like to eat vegetables.

''Come on, please eat, Nak Rega, '' cried Maryam when she saw the Guard who did not even touch her food.

Maryam's forehead wrinkled in seeing the young man she thought of as Rega looking strange. He did not realize that what he considered Rega was the Guard. The young man he had thought was dead. In his heart he felt that there was something strange about Rega's attitude. Usually every time you come here, Rega will light-handedly help deliver orders to customer desks. But why, just now in front of Rega looked different? many questions ran through Mary's mind.

''What's up?'' asked the woman in wonder. ''what would the side dish be replaced or...''

''No, no need Ma. No need, '' said the Guard quickly stammered while shaking his head.

Maryam knitted her eyebrows together. Observing the unusual-looking hue of his son-in-law.

''Nak Rega has a problem with Mitha?'' ask Maryam suddenly.Sorry Mama's son that one, yes. From a small Mitha was stubborn as well as unruly. If there are things that are not in accordance with his wishes, then he will desperately reject it. And vice versa.''

The guard raised his gaze on the middle-aged woman. Was confused to hear the outpouring of her Mama-in-law's heart while smiling wryly like that. But he didn't bully her. Just being a good listener. He doesn't need to answer. What was discussed was not himself or his wife. Rega and his wife, Mitha. Although in his heart he was eager to ask about Meella. But he paused, worried that Maryam would think things through.

''Your marriage is not based on love. Maybe Mitha is still learning to accept and love Mitha. So, Mama hope that Rega will not be angry or tired of teaching love to Mitha, said Maryam expectantly to her daughter-in-law. Although both daughter-in-law, but the person addressed is not the person in question.

The guard smiled awkwardly. Slightly touched by the words of his mother-in-law. His marriage to Meella was not based on love. Worse yet, they do not know each other.

''Yes, did Mitha know that Nak Rega came here?'' search Maryam wants to know.

''Ah, mmm.'' haven't had time to answer suddenly the phone in Maryam's pocket interrupted with a loud enough voice.

Maryam invited the Guard to enjoy the food that had been served on the table. After that he permission to pick up the phone outside while reaching into his pocket which has a cellphone that still rings.

The guard nodded in understanding. Enjoy dinner for the first time in a long time. And his memory returned. Previously he had been around in the housing complex that had once lived in the Meella family. But according to the neighbors around them have long moved house.

*

Mitha thrashed from the rope that tied her hands together. His mouth was tightly closed with duct tape so he could not scream for help. Ever since waking up from his stupor he's been trying to free himself. But nil because his hands and feet are firmly tied to a wooden chair. Fear of Mitha don't ask. Of course he was very scared and it was very human. Even though she was not a weak woman because she had a little martial arts.

'Damn it, who is the one who has been bad to me? Pake my nyulik event everything. Watch out if I find out who it is. I'll be happy he'll be a peddler!' his mind rumbled furiously.

In a different place, Meella was so agitated on top of her bed. I don't know why his heart feels bad. Like something was stirring and upsetting. Butwhat? Meella doesn't know.

''Elo why the hell, Meel?'' reprimand Tari as she pokes her eyes. He felt disturbed by his sleep with the movement of the friend beside him.

Both of them have now changed their positions to sit.

''Elo abis a nightmare?'' search Dance saw the uneasiness that emanated on Meella's sad face.

''Aren't. I haven't even been able to sleep since.''

Dance glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of her room. The hour hand has shown the number eleven past twenty-five minutes.

''It's been a really good night. Almost midnight anyway. Why hasn't Elo slept?''

Meella leaned her back on the head of the bed. Sighing heavily.

''Also, gue doesn't know. I just wanted to remember Thatha. I'm worried she's why.''

''Ck. Why are you still worried about Mitha? Kan elo once said that now he can live happily with Rega. Or. elo afraid that Mitha fared just as rich artists in the infotainment news. So the victim of KDRT from rega?'' babble Dari origin.'calm down, Rega is not the rough husband type. I both know how Rega is.''

''Not so, Tar..'' Meella shook her head.

''Gue don't know. What is clear elo will not be able to understand my feelings, said Meella confused to explain what it looks like.

''So far as you go. I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. Elo do not make significant movements yes, '' said Tari did not forget to give a message to Meella so as not to disturb her sleep.

Meella was just silent, staring at the movement of Dance until she drowned under the blanket.

'May you be well there, Tha, ' whispered Meella expectantly.

*

Rega returns home to her apartment after completing her final surgery at the hospital. When opening the door of his apartment unit, the atmosphere was very dark. Not as usual. Her thought.

Rega fingered the wall looking for a light switch.

Clique

The lights are bright too. Everything that could be reached by her net seemed clear. Rega moved towards the sofa that was in the living room. Take off his white coat and take off the top two buttons of his shirt. Before he sat down he put the suit in his hand on the back of the sofa.

Rega deliberately did not go straight into his room with Mitha. He wanted to release the fatigue first by stretching his body on the sofa, while leaning his head on the back of the sofa. Because he knew if the hours were like this, his wife Mitha was already asleep in the cradle of dreams. He didn't want to bother her first. Moreover, he knew that his wife had already started her activities. He believes his job as a sports teacher is not easy. Field practice is more difficult and exhausting than theory in the classroom.

Rega frowned until both of his eyebrows were almost linked. When he saw his room was empty. He also searched the bathroom and found no whereabouts of his wife.

''Where he is these nights still not home, '' he murmured in wonder.

Rega was completely confused as to where Mitha had gone. After contacting all of Mitha's friends, it turned out that none of them had met his wife all day. He also does not run out of sense. Contacting her Mama-in-law. The answer remains the same. Not meeting Mitha. Then where did he go?

*

Maryam stared at the screen of her phone that was already dark. His mind was suddenly muddled after receiving a call from Rega. Besides worrying that Mitha would act again. But there was one thing that troubled his mind more. That is the figure of Rega who had eaten at his shop. Although in reality he is not Rega, but his other daughter-in-law, Garda.

Why didn't the young man say anything about their household. And it's only now that Mitha's not home. What's really going on with them. Maryam actually made seven circumferences.

"Ma, is it over yet?" gusti's reprimand forced the called to look over.

"Oh, it's Dad," he said rather stammered.

Now their shop is empty, because it is closed. All the rubbish was thrown into place. The floor was clean after being swept and mopped. The chair is also finished arranged on the table. The gate and door of the house did not forget to be locked by Gusti.

"Dad," called Maryam to stop Gusti's footsteps towards the living room. Then turn his head.

"Yes, Ma. What's up?"

"Thatha, Dad," said Maryam sadly.

Gusti turned his body to face his wife. Then he breathed heavily.

"What's wrong with that kid? All right, Ma?" Gusti guessed his son. Must be making things weird again. After trying to divorce her husband.

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