Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#103

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Garda sat at the end of his bed while staring at the face of the woman who is now sleeping in a dream cradle. After spending a few hours in silence that ended tears of sadness. Although her female lips did not speak a word, she could understand how sad and beaten she was over what had happened to Mitha.

After coming home from the hospital Meella did not say a word. Just silence without a sound with a blank look like a lifeless statue. Perhaps a sense of regret or whether it was a sense of sadness like what, the Guard did not know. The woman did not want to share her pain of the slightest item with the Guard. Though the Guard has been hard-earned to persuade to share. But he remained calm with his silent mode.

Is this the true nature of Meella? Choosing silence and storing sadness is also the pain. Without sharing with anyone. Even the Guard. Either due to insecurity, a sense of alien because new found again, or a sense of reluctance? The Guard really did not know the answer. Nor can I guess Meella's current way of thinking.

Looks like there's a lot that the Guard doesn't know about Meella. Including as much as the burden of suffering and the wounds of his own heart that he had borne so far?

'Bi, why don't you share a little bit of your pain and sadness with me? We still have a bond, however. Bi, I want us to be like we used to be, ' whispered the inner Guard quietly expectantly.

Then Garda glanced at Meella's stomach which began to round. Without hesitation his outstretched hand stroked Meella's stomach in the most gentle motion possible so as not to disturb her sleep.

'Son, be your protector. Papa will also provide protection for you. Believe me Papa loves you very much, especially Mama who has suffered a lot because of Papa. But Papa promised, this time Papa will protect Mama. I'm not going to let you suffer again.'

The Guard wiped away the trace of her tears that had flowed just now.

Mitha had just opened her eyes again. Several times do the movement of literate and brist alternately to adjust the light that enters into the net. He fell asleep for a long time after receiving the drug directly delivered into the intravenous fluid, which was attached to his left arm.

''Wh-who? Who?'' mitha's pair of eyes immediately widened in shock at the sudden appearance of an old man in her nursery. He did not know who the stranger was.

The shadow of the tall, big and burly people suddenly haunted Mitha. Inviting a huge fear. He was afraid that the incident of his abduction when it was repeated again. It was as if yesterday created a trauma for him. Hurriedly he showed an attitude of alertness and alertness. Worried the old man attacked him unexpectedly.

Mitha reflexively sat up. But he forgot that the wound on his stomach was still wet. And can not move much let alone to excessive and sudden like that.

"Ahhh.. aww..," Mitha touched her stomach while grimacing, as she felt pain accompanied by pain in her stomach.

"Be careful!" screeched the old man trying to get close to Mitha.

"Your wounds are still wet. Do not move much if not your wound will open," he continued.

"Don't come any closer! Stay in place! Watch until it moves!" mitha shouted a decree.

The man immediately stopped his body movement. Freezing at Mitha's request.

Mitha's eyes scanned every corner of the room, looking out or the people she thought did not endanger her safety.

But... Where are they? Why is there no one but him and his unknown parents. Goddamnit! Lest the old man had done evil to all his loved ones. And so is rega.

"Rega.." cried Mitha terrified. "Ga... Rega..."

"Don't be afraid!" the man calmed Mitha. "I'm not a bad person."

"Lied!" Mitha did not believe at all. Shaking his head. Still holding his stomach, and enduring the pain and pain of his wounds he again called out the name Rega.

BRAKKS

The door of Mitha's treatment room was forcefully pushed by someone from outside.

Mitha and the man instantly turned their attention to the open door. Then came the figure of Rega with a panicked face after hearing the voice of the screams of the wife. He was out to buy food in the hospital cafeteria for a while. But who would have thought it was, the man came.

"Mitha." Rega immediately approached his wife.

"Rome..." Mitha immediately embraced her husband's body seeking refuge.

"Aren't you papa?" ask Rega to worry.

Mitha shook her head quickly. But his face was terrified. Then raised one of his hands, pointing his index finger straight at the man.

"In-she.he.." his voice stammered and felt choked.

Rega followed the direction of Mitha's pointed finger. Both of his eyes widened in shock at the presence of someone who was never expected to be present in his life. But he was ever so missed.

"Huh, pa-papa?" Mitha looked at Rega confusedly.

Rega nodded in agreement to answer Mitha's confusion.

Huh uh?! His face looked similar to Rega. And now she knew her husband's handsome face was the legacy of the Papa-in-law.

Mitha's reflexes distanced her body from Rega. His gaze could not be read by Rega.

"Papa?" Mitha repeated with a squeaking look towards Rega and the man who turned out to be her father-in-law. Also the man who had made his twin brother suffer all this time.

Rega just nodded.

"Mr Andika the owner of the State's group is super rich? Papa you are also the Guard? And the man who made Meella suffer until now. Even the man who stabbed me yesterday, his future son-in-law. Hahaha.." a series of questions that ended in a lyrical laugh.

Rega frowned. Then glanced at the man called Papa, still standing in his place yet to budge anywhere. There was shock rising in the old eyes.

"What's the matter, dear Lord Andika came here to see me? Do you want to ask us to get a divorce soon, because we are not equal? Or do you want to make a romantic or sad drama to separate me and Rega? As you separate Meella and Garda with a sad story of blue?" mitha's spray immediately spewed out her teeth at the man most responsible for the grief and suffering of her twin brother.

"What do you mean, miss?" asked Andika did not understand. "i have not even spoken to you. But why do you accuse me as if I have said things as you accuse me" he continued.

"I'm sorry if I'm being too forthright, sir," Mitha said with wet eyes. He could barely control his emotions as he recalled how much suffering had still not moved from Meella's life.

How sad it was that Meella, who was depressed when she found out that the Guard died in an accident six years ago. Although not experiencing it directly but he can feel all the suffering borne by Meella. Worse yet, he could do nothing. I can only cry silently.

"But if your farewell is expected between me and Rega. You don't have to worry, after this I will continue the divorce process that was canceled Rega," the final break.

Rega was surprised then turned stiffly towards Mitha. He did not accept Mitha's unilateral decision. In the dictionary of his life there is no word divorce in his household. For him marriage is quite a once in a lifetime, no matter what. Because he knows how much he suffered due to the divorce that ever happened to his parents first. And he didn't want to repeat it in his life history.

Andika was quite surprised by the decline of the daughter-in-law who turned out to be the twin sister of a young girl who had been rejected as her daughter-in-law. Even though in reality the girl remains his son-in-law because it is already religiously tied to marriage with his favorite son, Garda. He was stunned looking at the girl lying on top of the gurney. His face was deliberately turned in the other direction so as not to look at each other.

"No! There's no divorce between us, Mitha. Remember that!" rega refused the decision of his wife who impressed arbitrarily.

"We have to divorce Rega," Mitha denied staring at her husband's face sharply. "I don't want to repeat the sad drama again rich Meella natural first. I'm quite wounded gini rich. I don't want any more injuries. Maybe worse than this. Or I'm dead..."

"Enough!" andika finally. He doesn't like to hear all these accusations. In fact, it is almost mostly the result of it.

"Totally your accusation, miss. I know this arrival is not pleasant for you. Although actually coming here just to see your condition. Because of Bianca you got like this. I'm sorry," she said sincerely.

"Heh, would you like to see my condition?" Mitha smiled obliquely dismissively. "that's all? Or see if I'm dead or not, sir?" the sarcasm.

Rega turned her eyes to Andika with a questioning look. Could it be that the man with the status of his biological parents was that cruel?

"And it seems you're disappointed sir, because I'm alive, aren't you?"

"Miss, I'm not that cruel," Andika cried raising her voice.

"You're not mean, why are you making Meella suffer, huh? Until now you are still trying to harm him. Aren't you enough to separate him from the Guard? Do we have to die before you are satisfied?" mitha's reply also raised her voice. There was no respect he bestowed on the great master in front of him. Even he dared to widen his eyes as a form of anger because of the suffering that the man had given through the demonic woman who had pierced his stomach.

Andika clenched her hands on both sides of her body. His face was red. His jaw was hardened to dampen the emotions that could have been blown right now. Yet somehow he could not spew out the lava of his anger at his daughter-in-law. He preferred to be quiet and then leave Mitha's hospital room without permission.

Mitha exhaled a rough breath after the old man's departure. Then he slowly turned his back on Rega.

"You should immediately take care of our divorce" Mitha said without looking at her husband.

"What?" Rega put on a shocked and furious expression simultaneously.

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