Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#104

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Garda woke up from his sleep when his right hand felt the bed next to him was empty and cold. That's a sign that the person who slept with him all night was no longer there. Hurriedly the Guard opened its eyes to confirm the existence of none other than Meella. Surely the woman was not beside him. Then he looked into the bathroom in his room. Silent, there was no sound of water gurgling. When opened the door looks dry floor, a sign there is no activity there.

Not just in the bathroom. Garda searched every corner of his apartment to the kitchen. Still the result is nil. The man he sought was nowhere. Garda ruffled his hair in frustration.

Aaakh! Where's she?

The Guard doesn't want to lose her again. He wants to be with her no matter what. Although Andika intervened again to separate, she would fight back with all her might.

The Guard had already grown into a strong adult man. Although he still can not be as strong as the Papa, at least he is not as weak as before. Now he secretly had a reliable power. And enough to dispel the power of Andika.

In a different place. Meella is lying on the operating table complete with her equipment. He had secretly planned this to free himself from the shackles of the Guard. Yes, this is the only way to be able to part with the man.

"Are you ready, miss?" ask the doctor who will handle the operation.

"Yes, I'm ready for the doctor" he said steadily while nodding his head.

"Remember, after this operation your lower abdomen will hurt. Your body will also feel weak for a few days" the doctor said before injecting the fluid that makes Meella's consciousness slowly disappear.

"I'm ready whatever the doctor's risk," he said.

Meella's eyelids slowly felt heavy. Open and closed alternately. Until closed in the end with the loss of consciousness of the pregnant woman.

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"Are you sure you're doing all this?" ask a young man in his white coat. At that time he was in the hospital park with a woman his age.

Years of getting to know each other, but only this time they were talking together on a serious topic. I also have the same taste. But it evaporates just like that over time, without the two of them knowing each other let alone revealing each other.

"Yes. I'm certain. Even very sure. In this way they will be happier.no need to suffer as they have experienced," replied the woman seriously about her decision.

"Do you think this is fair? For them? Or for yourself?" a difficult question to answer. Only the headband and the tone of resignation can be thrown by the woman.

"Eitherway. I just want them to be happy."

"Then, you? Don't you want to be happy like them?" insist on the man who looks unbearable. But when examined the look of a beautiful face next to him, not the least shows a worried look. Only the light of sincerity though still implies deep sadness.

"Happiness for myself is no longer important. After all, I was already familiar with the pain and was abandoned. Even if I live alone, away from them. I think it's better. Than I was around them. Just makes them sicker."

"Have you ever been a little selfish? At least for you to be happy with them. Or get the love you should be holding?"

The woman shook her head again with a wry smile. The eyeballs behind those minus glasses, looking flushed holding back the puddles of tears. But not in the slightest did he want to show that there was a deep wound in his heart. He smiled wider and turned his eyes the other way. Avoiding eye contact that feels very awkward.

"My love was lost with the man who was buried in the ground six years ago" his voice sounded clear as well.

"But he's alive. And it's back," said the man.

"I knew. But we still can't be together. Yaahhh... Let's just say we're both different in nature. He was happy with his life after all. And soon she will lead a new life with her new love. So let me just be the past that maybe only half can remember. Well, let everything go according to the groove. Like me who has chosen which path I go and go," he said that can not be refuted again by the man.

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Meella's been transferred to the treatment room. The plan is that he will undergo post-operative treatment for only one day and go home tomorrow morning.

The woman lay on the patient's bed. Hiding her waist behind a hospital blanket. Complete with patient clothes.

His eyes looked straight at the ceiling of his nursery. I don't know what the contents of his head at this moment suddenly felt empty. Until he was silent in silence and drowned in silence. Of course it was quiet, he was only alone here. No one knows of his current existence. Because they didn't tell anyone. Including Dance who was one of the people closest to her.

Meella did this on purpose, so that afterwards they could leave their lives without burden. Although there is no denying the pain and sadness of being away from them.

Fathering... Mama..sorry Lala still can not be the pride of the two of you, like Thatha who is now happy with Rega. Maybe with Lala going away from you could ease the burden on all of you.

The sound of the door being opened forcibly diverted Meella's attention to the source of the sound. Sontak Meella bought in shock to see who had just barged into her nursery.

"Dad? Mama?" his his hisses barely make a sound.

Gusti's face looked crimson and angry. While Maryam showed a sad and sad expression. Unceasingly the woman wiped her flowing tears with a handkerchief.

The two old men walked over to Meella's bed.

Meella tried to get up from her position to sit down. But Maryam hurriedly approached Gusti first, and prevented Meella from staying in her original position.

A lot of questions teased her and filled her head that just felt empty. Why are they coming? How do they know where he is here? And there are many more questions that meet and want to blow his head.

All of those questions were finally answered when the last person walked in behind Gusti. That person must have told them. Yeah, him. The one who was pushing the wheelchair that Mitha was riding, her twin sister. He is the main culprit of this secret.

Ah, Meella forgot to talk last time with the person who is her sister-in-law, to keep her mouth shut and not say anything to her family about this stupid act.

Mitha who still wears patient clothes because she is still in hospital care. Forced to come to meet Meella who had long been missed. His only brother yet different fate with him.

"Do you think you're acting right, huh?" gusti geram spray. Of course the man was very angry with Meella's actions.

"Do you think your actions are justified? You have sinned by committing adultery with that accursed man. Now you are adding to sin again by aborting it. Where's your brain, La?" Gusti shed his tears.

Meella just turned her face away. Hiding tears that could not possibly be covered from their sight. Also close his mouth so that the sound of his sobbing does not slip from his lips.

"Why do you always embarrass me? Why La? Is Dad's sin the same as yours, huh?"

"Dad, enough!" maryam's voice interrupts. "can you be wiser without judgment?"

"Ma..."

"Well, Mama beg you this time, don't judge Lala. Mama knew Lala was wrong, but that's not how Dad treated her," she protested with a voice trembling between her cries.

"Lala's our son, like Thatha. Enough Dad. Thats enough. Lala has suffered a lot with all my wishes. Until he forgets how to get happiness."

Gusti was stunned by the wife's statement. It was as if slapping his face hard.

"Why the hell Dad. Do you always differentiate between Lala and Thatha? Though both of them are our daughters, well," Maryam paused her speech because her prank escaped her lips.

"Lala is not a sinless angel. Our children are just ordinary people who can sin a lot."

"But, Ma... Lala had gone too far." Gusti had not finished his words, Meella suddenly interrupted him.

"Mama's father doesn't have to fight here" for the first time Meella raised her voice in front of the parents, having previously wiped away the tears and controlled the cries she held.

"I know I was wrong. I realized I was the most wrong and sinful human being in the world. But can I choose my own path? Because I'm tired of being a doll that's not considered at all. Even though I have worked hard to become what I want to be. But my existence seems to never exist. I'm sorry even though my sins are unforgivable" Meella tried to control the tears that tried to push her out.

"I.m sorry. I'm a lot of embarrassment, especially Dad. Haahhhh," Meella let out a long sigh to remove the tightness in her two chest cavities that felt squeezed.

"I promise after this I won't make Dad or Mama. Others are ashamed and what is his name. Because after this recovery I'll be away from your lives. So, live happier after this."

"No. You can't go anywhere" Maryam said with tears in her eyes.

"good. Maybe it's better if you've never been born in this world" Gusti's circus immediately left Meella's nursery. She had a hard time talking softly with Meella. Until only a rough-pitched sentence that can be spoken with tears that can not stop flowing. However deep down he loved his daughter very much. The most dutiful princess.

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