Twin Love Persons

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The Guard stared at Qarmitha's face from a distance with a fickle expression. His brain kept turning and thinking, looking for what was the difference between Qameella and Qarmitha.

I don't know what was on Qameella's mind, when she found out she had repeatedly proclaimed herself as a husband. He should be the one who is always there for him. But the truth is that he got lost in another girl. Worse yet the girl is his wife's twin sister.

If only the two twin brothers did not have the same level. Maybe the story isn't like this.

Qarmitha waved to her friends as she was about to part.

"Hi, it's been a while?" greet the girl with a fluffy smile.

"Lumayan." said the Guard briefly smiling stiffly. His facial expression looked more serious than usual.

Seeing the expression on the face of the Guard like that, Qarmitha frowned in astonishment.

The ponytail girl tried to guess what the oriental-faced guy was thinking, similar to the artist Drakor. But his brain was too dead-end to take him.

"Elo have no time? You have something I want to talk about." asked Garda without further ado. But that's how the guy is. Doesn't like to beat around the bush.

Qarmitha was shocked to hear the Guard's overly open-ended question. He wanted to ask back, but was immediately stopped and agreed to the request of the Guard.

*

Dance tells a lot about Qameella when answering the Guard's question at the basecamp. Not to forget Qarmitha was also mentioned. Although only part of it is told. But it was enough for the Guard to recognize who his true soulmate was.

"Udah, no! Why are we talking about Meella and Mitha anyway?" sergeant Tari just realized the direction of the conversation had diverged.

"And my way, why also want to answer the question elo. My original purpose here would be to curhatin the Dimas." - his grunts astonished.

"Elo, what a strange thing, ask them all. Elo has a crush on Meella huh? Or Mitha? Or both of them?" search with eye.

"Let's ngaku!" his insistence made the Guard unable to dwell.

*

A plate of hot fried rice and a glass of sweetened iced tea, had just landed on the front desk of Qarmitha. The one five minutes ago was booked at a roadside fried rice cooker not far from the basketball club.

While Garda only ordered iced sweet tea, to cool down also neutralized the bitterness in his heart.

"Tumben really come to my club at this hour? Elo again free, right?" qarmitha's reprimands begin the conversation. After nearly ten minutes of being caught in silence.

The Guard admitted that his arrival this time seemed sudden and strange. Usually he just drove to the club after school. Of course after doing the snack ritual in the cafe. Or just a way to the mall. Because every hour like this, he joins other ABABIL gang members, serving as a rival from other gangs racing wild races on the highway.

A small smile rose at the corner of Garda's lips. His eyes were bowed to the glass that had been stirred using a straw spoon.

"Where do we remember when we first met?" the man asked while he was breathing out his eyes, like a sword that could pierce the heart of Qarmitha.

Gaining an intimidating look, Qarmitha nearly choked on the rudimentary rice in her mouth.

"Why is Elo talking about that?" qarmitha protest.

Well, you can wait until it is discovered. Where'd I wanna be in the face ? whispered heart.

"Gue just want to be nostalgic, discuss the beginning we met the fun as well" said Garda reminiscing about every detail of events he had passed in his memory.

I was wondering, is this girl really not my Bini? Thought Guard.

Suddenly Qarmitha choked and coughed, until the rice that filled his mouth gushed out.

With deft Garda provide drinking water, and let it drink immediately.

Qarmitha was touched by the kindness of the man sitting next to her. Especially when the Guard stroked his back attentively. Make it comfortable and really expect to have it.

But his brain is still sane. He did not want to use this misunderstanding, to snatch the guy who should have belonged to his twin sister. It's enough that he's been treated coldly Qameella. Maybe because of his heartache to see his girlfriend walk with him.

*

Four years ago.

"Thank you, Mith." added Ferdi.

"Thank you?" Qarmitha repeated not understand. "make what?"

"For all your attention to me. Because while in the hospital, you often come to visit and comfort me." replied Ferdi honestly.

"What time?" Qarmitha frowned. Think hard, when did he ever see Ferdi in the hospital?

A few days later. News that Qarmitha and Ferdi are dating. One school was excited by the news. And be happy with their closeness.

Not with Qameella. The girl was secretly crying. Her first love was taken by her own twin sister.

*

Geez... I really have the same big brother as myself? I can't keep doing this. Let this misunderstanding continue to dissolve, and continue until the breakdown of Lala's relationship with the Guard.

Hurriedly Qarmitha brushed off the hands of the Guard still clinging to his back.

"Sori, I don't have a papa" he said awkwardly.

The guard smiled sincerely.

"Gar, I..." Qarmitha seemed hesitant to continue her words.

"Hm. What's up?"

Kaya is really he's not my bini. But. Try me to test first!

Qarmitha suddenly fell silent, confused about where to start.

"Yes, La. Since when did you change perfume? As I recall... used to smell not gini, huh?" look at the Guard with an intimidating look.

Kontan Qarmitha swallowed his saliva, suddenly his throat dried up.

"In addition, it has been one last week elo also very difficult for me to connect. We meet almost every day. What the hell is the same elo?"

Qarmitha placed the tablespoon and fork on the plate. Both of his hands were neatly folded on the table.

"Gar, sorry..."

The guard smiled obliquely.

"I'm sorry? Why are you apologizing? Eid al-Fitr is still a long time." the Garda rebutted.

Qarmitha smiled stiffly. Aware of his mistake, he had to apologize before it was too late.

"Yes. I know."

Garda sipped directly at his sweet iced tea by ignoring the straws that were inside the glass. While glancing from the tail of his eyes, it was as if he was waiting for the reaction of the girl next to him. Until half is left.

"Garda, I ask you not to be angry if I'm honest with you."

"By the way, why am I angry with you." said the guy relaxed. But in his heart was very angry.

"Elo should know, if I was born a twin. We both have similar faces and physical shapes. Until a lot of people mistakenly recognize us both." Qarmitha was silent for a moment. Observing the Guard's changing attitude after hearing his story.

Beyond a doubt, the Guard looked relaxed and there was no expression of shock on his face.

"sorry. Maybe this is the only word I can say to Elo. Because I am aware of my own stupidity." said Qarmitha lirih. Although it felt heavy he had to reveal the truth to the Guard, his future brother-in-law.

Actually deep down, he had already found comfort in the Guard. But he could not ignore the continuous feelings of Qameella as well as the Guard. It would be a sin if he continued this lie. They both deserve to be happy. Especially Qameella.

"It's up to you to say I'm a fraud or a bad guy. I don't care."

Sontak Garda tilted his body. The stiffened face was also very serious with the forehead furrowing, as well as his pair of thick eyebrows interlacing. There was anger emanating from the look in his eyes. But he cannot break it.

"What do you mean by my nipu?" tanyanya.

"Actually I'm not Meella. I'm Mitha, Meella's twin sister." Qarmitha replied solemnly.

The Jaws of the Guard hardened, restraining the emotions that were about to explode right then and there.

"Why didn't you talk from the beginning?" tanyanya.

Qarmitha's heart instantly shrunk.

"Because I want to ngetes first. How much love you have for Meella. I don't want him to be sad..."

"Oh yeah?" sela Garda cynical.

"So, elo thought, by deceiving me raw, pretending to be him. Then you think he'll be happy, right?" sugat Guard.

Qarmitha pias's. The girl seemed afraid to face the anger of the Guard who could at any time explode at any time, like a time bon. But there is no other choice. He has to face it and accept the consequences.

"It turns out that your mind is very short-sighted, huh?" syndir Guard.

"But I..."

The guard smiled sarcastically. Get up. His face looked red as he hardened his jaw. Again, she could not vent her emotions on the girl who had hurt her heart. His hands clenched tightly until his knuckles turned white.

"You don't have to defend yourself in front of me anymore. For me, Elo is not important. Mending now you think how to apologize to Meella. For your sins and wrongs that hurt his feelings." The guard immediately left after finishing his speech without excuse.

Qarmitha stood up to stop the Guard from leaving. But he did not do it. His head wasn't big enough to block his steps.

Right, Garda said, I'm a petty. I have to apologize to Meella. Inner groaned.