Twin Love Persons

Camouflage

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The cafe is viral on social media. No wonder this place is so crowded. Most who come are young people from the age of Junior High school to students. So it is not strange if the place is used as a place to hang out young people.

Various kinds of food and beverage menus are very Indonesian, so their mainstay menu. Especially the menu of snacks in Bandung. Like a boiled siomay, and a fried siomay. While the ter-hits drinks are bajigur and bandrek.

At Kejora cafe, there is a favorite place that is often crowded with visitors. The roof top section. Because the place is open, pampering the eyes to enjoy the beauty of the view of the city of Bekasi from above while enjoying the dishes that shake the tongue.

The car driven by Danu has been perfectly parked in the cafe parking area. Rega immediately stepped down from the passenger seat beside the steering wheel. Likewise with Asti, prepare to go down.

But not before moving on the girl had time to look at Qameella, sitting side by side with him. The glasses girl minus with the round frem, still fluttering and engrossed in her world.

"Udah, daydreaming later connected again. Now fast down, it's not good to wait for Danu also Rega outside."

Qameella gasped in surprise as she turned to Asti, who patted her shoulder slowly first. As well as disperse all daydreams that have no basis. Stiffly he was forced to smile and nod obediently.

Danu and Rega walked the lead in front. Asti followed Qameella far behind.

Qameella had stopped, because he saw a motorcycle that felt familiar, was among the rows of other motorcycles in the parking area specifically for motorcycles.

Qameella did not want to speculate on the ownership of the vehicle. After all, such motorcycles in Indonesia are not just one. There must be a lot, right?

Hurriedly Qameella chased after Asti who was already far from her sight, barely losing track of her. Again his steps were blocked. The horse-pointed girl suddenly bumped into someone.

"Aww!" his screech grimaced in pain while stroking his eel. Accidentally having hit the chest field a guy also in high school uniform.

While the guy just hissed slowly, touching his chest that was hit by Qameella.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" qameella's great-grandson panicked, raising her face. One of his index fingers pushed his sagging minus glasses.

His pair of eyes widened in shock at the figure that was standing towering in front of his nostrils.

The guard?!

Qameella was silent to look at the figure that could be said to be quite missed.

"Eat him if the road uses the eyes of dong!" the sarcastic Guard.

Qameella gasped in shock at the Guard's intimidating remark.

"I'm sorry, not intentionally." she said.

Garda looked at the face of the glasses girl in front of his eyes. He never met this girl. But it felt familiar in his heart.

Who her? Why do I feel familiar?

"One more time, sorry yes.." Qameella's great-grandson was awkward.

The guard was surprised to hear his voice. As well as the guilty expression shown, wanted it on Qameella. But the girl he calls Bini, doesn't wear glasses like that.

In addition, Garda admitted that his appearance is not much different from Qameella. Simple and what it is.

How do I feel familiar with girls? I felt rich again standing in front of Meella. Thought the Guard was confused.

Ah, the hell time, is this my Bini chick? He never wears thick glasses.

"Garda!" screech someone from a distance. Forcing everyone who heard the shrill voice to turn their heads.

"Come, join me!" a girl's voice called out to the Guard.

The guard smiled broadly at the person he had always wanted to meet wherever he was. Then go to the girl, being with her friends.

Does he not know me? ask the sad Qameella.

Qameella knew very well who the owner of the voice was similar to her. Who else if not Qarmitha. Qameella looked at it. Not wanting her twin sister to realize her presence.

Could it be that he really could not recognize her? Or indeed intentionally do so, because the physical form is almost the same perfect.

"Where are you from?" asti Tegur.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped people.." Qameella hasn't finished her words. Suddenly Danu interrupted him,

"Seriously lo, Meel? Where did you hit people? Bad no?" flocked that mature brown-skinned guy.

"Not that bad. On the other hand, he was just an ordinary collision in front of the lobby" explained Qameella.

"Oh, kirain. Make me parno aja lo." decak Danu.

"Yes already. Sit Meel!" exclaiming Rega diverted the conversation.

Qameella immediately sat down on the empty seat beside Asti's chair.

"What do you want?" todong Rega. "if I want to try siomay fried the same."

"Gue batagor aja, same seblak deh." continued Danu. "drink the same deh elo, Ga. Lemon tea."

Asti looks still choose the menu to be ordered.

"What message, As?" tegur Danu curious.

"Hmm. I know, I'm confused. All the good food."

"Ah, lo, As. Just stay confused, especially if you ask for a deal for all of us." hardik Danu.

"Rese lo, Nu!" asti geram said.

Qameella still did not speak. The girl chose silence a thousand languages. His confusion over the triangle relationship between himself, the Guard and Qarmitha had already left him devastated on his own.

"Meel, don't you follow the message?" ask Rega suddenly.

"Cey-you... Meel, don't be shy. order what you want. Free, like, there is our big boss. So, just relax." said Danu persuaded Qameella not to hesitate.

"Gue order empek-empek submarine just one serving, the same iced tea sweet." finally Asti decided the menu he chose, after a long drama of doubt.

"So elo, Meel?" Rega repeated the same question.

"Gue siomay is just like orange juice." - Qameella.

After recording all orders on special paper available at each table. Rega immediately moved to a special booking table.

A few minutes' delay. All the orders they had ordered came, carried by two men in waiter uniforms with two different trays.

Asti and Danu exchanged food. Both seem kepo with the taste of food that has felt the message of each.

Rega the cool guy who never dies style. Just eating Siomay looks cool. Especially the others?

Qameella was the only person who was the most fused. He still remembered the incident that successfully damaged his appetite.

In the past, I always expected to sit together with Rega. Talking, brainstorming, and joking about funny things, are my dreams that I want to make happen. Until I thought when it happened, I was the luckiest girl.

But now, I've been sitting face to face with a dining table like this. I feel no taste. The taste that I once stored suddenly disappeared somewhere. The only thing I have in mind is the Guard and the Guard.

The Guard does have a physical similarity to Rega. It's not like I'm with Qarmitha. Despite being twins, none of us can be the same person as our twin. We remain different people. They have their own feelings, which can only be understood by themselves.

I realized I met Garda early, because I thought she was Rega. I am so happy to be with him. Because I think I'm with a guy I like.

But once I found out he wasn't Rega. My heart is find-find. I can feel happiness that I have never had before. And right now I am very sad. The source of my happiness is gone. Again, I did not have the courage to take it from Qarmitha.

Qarmitha is good at getting along. Anyone who was by his side would feel comfort. Not like me, it's hard to get along. People say I'm too stiff to joke around. Yeah, I admit it.

Maybe that's why the Guard prefers Qarmitha to me.

Humph! I can only hope, I hope they are happy!