Twin Love Persons
Misunderstanding (POV Guard and Qarmitha)
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Qarmitha today was forced to go home from school on her own. Because Yasmin who is often used as a place to sick, can not enter school.
Amel, who takes his bike to school, comes home with Sarah because their house is in the same direction.
Qarmitha could not force Amel to piggyback on him either. Because his house is not in the same direction as theirs.
After the class breaks up, Amel accidentally accompanies Qarmitha on the way out of the gate, while waiting for Sarah to pick up her motorcycle in the school parking area.
"Why don't you take the bike in the parking lot? That's your bike, not Sarah's. There is no great responsibility." said Qarmitha.
"Let's go, he wants to. He's the same with me, I like it." said Amel relaxed.
"Basic! Very precise calculation of the same temen itself digituin." decak Qarmitha.
"Bodo very! Change it, when I go to school I bring it. So, naturally dong if he returns home who my boncengin."
"Whatever! Loves it. Make me, EGP!" qarmitha ketus.
Amel immediately bid farewell to Qarmitha, shortly after Sarah arrived in front of the gate on her metallic motorcycle.
Not long ago. A guy on his motorcycle came up to Qarmitha. I don't know who that guy is, he can't see clearly the face that is still wrapped in a full face helmet. The guy just opened the glass of his helmet so Qarmitha could hear his voice.
Qarmitha frowned in surprise.
"Who is it, man? Really SKSD?" his inner whisper was confused.
The guy who still wears the high school uniform, but Qarmitha can not recognize where the school came from. Because the bet is attached to the right sleeve, and the identity of each student's school is covered by a navy taslan jacket.
Suddenly Qarmitha remembered the afternoon, in which Qameella was driven home by a man on a motorcycle, exactly as the man before her used.
Oh. this guy right...
It was this guy who drove Qameella home. Pandega the State Guard. The trouble maker student, also the head of the ABABIL motorcycle gang, is the most respected and feared.
"So, she used to pick Lala back home? But I am not.." whispered inner Qarmitha astonished as she frowned, and one eyebrow rose upwards.
The Guard thrust a helmet to be immediately used by Qarmitha who thought Qameella.
"Nih, pake! Let's safety!" exclaim Garda attentively.
"Well, crazy! Very attention guys. Is it possible she's dating Lala?" qarmitha. Because the attention shown by the Guard is not just a friend, let alone just ojol doang as Qameella said the other day.
"But if he's really Lala's girlfriend, what do you guys do?" qarmitha's mind was filled with question marks. "don't the Lala hasn't told me yet, if I'm the same twin brother. Or..."
Looking at the beautiful girl who was standing in front of him without any response. The Guard lightly helped to put it on.
Qarmitha gasped for the special treatment from the guy she had just met. He suddenly missed Kevin.
Why don't I work with a guy. Punishments for misbehaving people. Wkwkwk...
After that, they left the school area. Without them noticing, from a distance Qameella looked on with a sliced look.
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"This abbis elo will go straight home, or want to stop by the bookstore first." added Garda after ending the eating ritual.
"Huh?! To the bookstore?" Qarmitha frowned. Then chuckle amused to know who is being laughed at. "ah, you're nagging! Since when have I been a bookworm? Learn me ogah." the girl giggled more.
The guard was surprised to hear the girl's words. Whether he was joking or teasing her, he could not guess. All he could tell was that Qameella's change in attitude was very different from her usual.
"It wasn't yesterday that you said there was a book you wanted to buy." Guard confirms.
"This beer, my anterin to the club yes." pinta Qarmitha switched the conversation.
"Club?" The guard pressed his words. Again he was surprised not to believe.
"Yes. I want to practice basketball there." Qarmitha.
"It turns out elo was a basketball boy?" Qarmitha replied with a nod.
"What, what, what? What did you call me just now?" ask Qarmitha sarcas. "Babie? What kind of name is that? So strange! Since when did my name change? Don't you!"
Garda. He seemed astonished. Qameella shouldn't have reacted like this. After all, the call was commonly said. Although at first there was a rejection reaction like now. But, the time must be repeated? Not funny to taste.
The expression of shock and rejection that the girl aimed at, looked completely different. The Guard seemed to be dealing with the person who was.
Garda's eyes squinted at every detail of a girl's face that was very similar to Qameella. But he felt something was awkward. I don't know what's wrong? He only suddenly doubted, also feeling confident that he was not the wrong person.
Is he not a hobby of reading? But, now, I don't like. He even called it a basketball hobby. Maybe my feelings only once.
"The reaction is ordinary times." the granddaughter of the Guard neutralized the atmosphere.
"Abis, that's weird. Play change people's names carelessly. If you want to change my name, you have to give thanks first. Make red porridge and white porridge." Qarmitha's murmur was still furious.
The Guard just grunted softly.
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Her night. Guard came out of the bathroom, just finished the shower. Kelar wears a sleeveless t-shirt, and boxer pants motive him sitting on the edge of the mattress.
His mind was glaring considering the events of this afternoon. The Guard was still unable to understand Qameella's suddenly changing attitude. Because of what he knows, the girl is very calm and more efficient to talk. While today is very much different. Lots of talking and noise.
Garda grabbed his cell phone from the bedside nightstand. Then look for Qameella's contact number, named 'BHINIE GW'.
After the third ring the phone is directly connected.
"Hello, Bini." said the Guard impatiently. He wanted to confirm Qameella's reaction when she called him 'Bini'.
"Yes." said Qameella briefly.
The guard smiled with relief. The fear didn't happen.
"What's wrong?" ask Qameella coldly.
"Sir papa. I just miss it." replied the Guard bluntly.
"Oh."
"Kok 'oh' doang anyway?" the protest demanded more. But the person he was talking to on the other end of the phone did not respond.
"This?" his call to ensure the whereabouts of the people across there.
"Hm. Yeah." yeah."
"Elo again, by the way, huh?" reprimand Garda a little sensi. "from the moment he spoke very little. Just 'yes, oh, hmm, yeah'. Elo again thrush?"
"So. I'm not papa."
The guard frowned. Realizing Qameella's change of attitude was not as happy and scary as it was this afternoon.
"Oh, thank God that you're okay."
Suddenly silence. No one is talking. Garda and Qameella fell silent to each other, immersed in each other's thoughts.
"Where's the basketball practice, okay?" The guards started talking again.
"Currently." said Qameella after a long silence.
"Elo again why the hell, Bini? It's so different, not so rich this afternoon?" Qameella did not respond.
"Elo cheerful, a lot of gibberish, rame also noisy. But now, elo is completely different. Shut up, say whatever you want." Qameella remained silent. But Garda knows that the girl is still not moving.
"Oh, I just remembered. Elo is about basketball practice. Must be elo soy sauce?" The Guard tried to neutralize his own irritation.
"Yes udh. Rest let tomorrow morning, elo wake up more fresh."
"OKAY. Thanks." Thanks."
"Hm."
"Bye." Qameella ended the phone call unilaterally.
"Bye." answered the limp Guard. In his heart he was very disappointed with Qameella's attitude. But he seemed to have found the true figure of the girl.
Bini... actually elo why the hell? Make me confused!
