Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#97

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The commotion inside the containment room was completely inevitable. To invite the attention of those who stand guard outside. Including a beautiful woman who is the brain of all the events that occurred until now.

BRRAAAKK!!!

The sound of the door being forcefully opened from outside sounded extremely loud. As if to smash it into rubble.

The reaction of shock was very noticeable from their faces. Especially after seeing one of their friends lying helplessly on the floor with blood drenched in the face.

While their friends are still conscious, are in a ready position with both hands clenched to attack.

And the most divided, making their buying eyes no less shocked, is when they see a woman who is a sandra. It should have appeared weak helpless in the rope ties that wrapped around its body.

But strangely it even now appears to stand firm with the horses ready to attack. Although his face was not as smooth as when the beginning came. Because now there are many colors that decorate. Good bluish purple color due to bruising after the jotos shootout earlier. As well as fresh blood flowing at the corners of her broken lips. Also bruises accompanied by dust dirty around his hands, had been used as a tool to fend off punches and kicks that almost hit his body.

''What is this?'' snapped a woman who suddenly burst in with her angry face. Then walked past them with her sharp gaze, stopping right in front of Mitha.

All of the burly men immediately lowered their head obediently for a moment. Including the man who was ready to fight with Mitha. After greeting his master, he immediately lowered his hands and piled them in front of the body while lowering his face.

The eyes of the two women were met with different expressions. At first, they were both surprised. Afterwards they showed a contrary expression.

''Ho hoh. So elo the man behind my kidnapping?'' charge Mitha without further ado.

Mitha certainly recognized well the face of the beautiful woman in front of her. Although it is not clear what his name is. He has met her more than once. And the most annoying thing every time they meet, the woman is always side by side with her husband, Rega. But it's not really. The man was his brother-in-law, Garda.

All the pieces of their accidental meeting scene just flashed through Mitha's mind. There was pain in his heart. But why did Rega not once discuss who that woman was. Huh, sucks!

''Ck. I think a geeky look like you, is the weakest person and can't do anything about it, '' he said humbly not intending to answer Mitha's question.

That woman is Bianca. Guard's Fiancee. He had long put his dislike to develop into hate for Meella. Unfortunately he was not aware if he had been wrongly targeted, aka misfired people because the faces of Meella and Mitha who look very similar, like a betel in two.

Mitha gave a slanted grin, clearly greatly underestimating the woman.

''Why ''Why? Elo was disappointed because it did not match your expectations, Mitha smiled with satisfaction.

''Hn.''

Mitha was already very furious to throw a punch at the beautiful face of the arrogant woman. But he still held it by clenching fists on his side.

''Why, why did you kidnap me? What's my fault? We don't know each other, Mitha asked impatiently.

Bianca certainly showed her face with such obvious pain, to the question of Mitha who said she did not know each other. Even though he felt he knew each other, because he often met in the Garda office. Although not as familiar as a friend.

''I hate you, Bianca said bluntly.

''What?!" Mitha screeched slightly then sneered cynically.

"I've been wanting to get rid of you for a long time. Because I hate the same you from head to toe," Bianca seemed out of control uttering all the sentences that slid from her red lips. Especially in his last sentence until he did not realize his voice was shrieking.

"Wohowww.." either Mitha's amazement or scorn clapped her own hands.

"I hate you. Hate, hate, hate" Bianca kept repeating.

"Ck, ck, ck," Mitha shook her head in concern.

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In between his activities to help the chef in the kitchen prepare orders, or bring food to the guest table according to orders, suddenly Dance's phone rang interrupting his attention. For a moment he rested his body on the chair in the kitchen. Put the tray that was used to carry food on the kitchen table.

Dance eyebrows look wavy with a wrinkled forehead. In his heart he asked a little after seeing the name of the caller on the screen of his phone. Then glance at Meella who has begun to be busy helping take care of the order menu in the kitchen. She asked in her heart why her mother Meella called her. Does she want to ask the princess?

"Hello, Bude," he exclaimed after sticking a flat object in his hand in his ear.

''Dance?'' the voice across there sounded trembling.

''Lala, Dance. I mean Bude, Meella, '' said Maryam slightly stamped.

''Meella?'' tweet Dance repeats.

''Yes.''

Dance looks over for Meella's whereabouts. He had time to search for the young woman, because it was not in its place.

''Indeed... Meella why, Bude?'' search after finding the figure being discussed. It turned out that the person was busy helping the service deliver food to the guest table.

''Meella was kidnapped, Dari.'' answered Maryam at the end accompanied by a faint cry at the end there.

The dumbfounded dance was between what she saw, and what she had just heard just now.

''Ah, Bude. Don't joke ah. Not funny to know, the time of the child himself was said to be kidnapped just because he did not return home, ''' Tari tried to joke with his crunchy coldness. But it did not feel right because the voice across was increasingly sad as well as bitter.

''You think Bude is a sedeng what, Tari??? Why Bude joking weird rich people don't have brains. This serious bude, Tari.'' said Maryam denies the accusations of her friend and former neighbor.

The dancing squeaked in shock as a soft clap landed on his back. Turned to the side. A handsome man stood up with his sweet smile.

''What is it, how tense is his face?'' ask the man who will be his life partner, Furqon.

''Meella, Mas,'' said Ambiguous Dance. Still with the phone stuck to his ear.

''Huh, Meella?'' Furqon was puzzled from the frown on his forehead.

''Yes, Mas.''

''sick?''

Dance shook her head quickly.

''Aren't. He said he was kidnapped.

''Huh? But...,'' Furqon's index finger directly pointed towards Meella who was still busy to and fro delivering food to the guest tables with a cheerful smile.

Dance relax the shoulders.

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In a place far from the hustle of the city, as well as a highway full of frenzied motorized vehicles. Instead of entering into a fairly sparsely populated village. The distance between one house and another is far, separated by a garden with a variety of large trees. The empty land is uninhabited.

Road access to reach the point of location is not asphalt or concrete like highways in general. But the dusty land overgrown with weeds almost covered part of the village road.

Finally the car that the Guard brought himself arrived on the spot, as per the instructions received from the kidnappers. He parked it originally in front of the yard of a slightly manicured house.

Up ahead, about five meters from where he was, stood a fairly large but simple building. The style of the building does not reflect classical or modern. Moreover, the wall paint that is attached almost faded changed the basic color of worn white.

Garda sighed softly. For a while he remained unmoved in place even though the car's engine had been turned off. The eyes of his eagle carefully lurk every corner that can be reached by his sense of sight. Stay alert to possible dangers that may come without permission.

''Is this the place?'' ask him to yourself. Tried to convince himself that he didn't address it wrong.

The building inside looked calm and quiet as if it was uninhabited.

Rega stopped his car far from where the Guard stopped. For a while he kept his distance in order to monitor from afar. And can act if there's an awkward move from there.

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Hi readers. sorry yes author still can not gercep update his. because the swing mood author is sometimes difficult to control.

See you next episode yes 😘🥰🙏