Twin Love Persons

The World has not yet Apocalypse

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In front of Yasmin, Sarah and Amel shamelessly weep Qarmitha regretting her stupidity that had hurt Qameella. Though all this time his twin sister never disturbed his relationship with the guys close to him. But why would he even ruin the newly forged relationship between Qameella and the Guard.

"Udah deh, Tha. don't cry Bombay gini also time..." Sarah took a voice because she was tired of hearing Qarmitha's wailing.

"You know what feels wrong, right elo just talk directly to the Meella, done right?" he continued to give quite a brilliant idea.

"Lo, what the hell, Sar? Instead of comforting elo instead say so." protested Amel did not agree with Sarah's idea.

"Well, rather than a rich cry like that, just make the eyes swollen doang. Yes mending talking directly to the person. I'm sure Meella won't be angry. He can't be angry."

Qarmitha chose not to talk about Sarah. He just kept quiet and became a good listener on the sidelines.

*

The guard arrived at the usual location of the agreed place. All ABABIL gang members appear to have been present first with ANEN gang. Not only that, the supporters of the two gangs also enlivened the atmosphere.

On the race track, there are already two of the best riders of each gang. They will compete to defend and raise the prestige of their respective gangs.

"Who's up tonight?" ask Garda when he just got off his motorcycle.

"From our gang the Rombeng, if the ANEN gang they send Rocky, boss." replied Tikeng.

"Hm. Yes it is." The Guard responded coldly.

The next second the race begins. The two riders darted off to split the highway, accompanied by cheers of applause and the cries of supporters from each gang.

The mat nodded its head.

"Lo look at Deming, don't you?" ask the Guard to find Dimas' whereabouts.

"Yes. It was hanging out there with the kids" Tikeng said, pointing out Dimas's whereabouts. "while recognizing his new girl."

Garda's face looked gloomy when he heard Tikeng's last sentence. Both of his hands clenched tightly until his knuckles turned white. He was furious at the behavior of one of his men. It is too easy to spread charm and indulge in the seduction of dreadlocks to seduce girls.

It did not take long Garda can find Dimas with a beautiful girl, who is predicted to be her new boyfriend.

Actually the Guard does not want to interfere in the affairs of his men's romance. He never cared about the problems faced by them.

But not this time. The Guards were forced to intervene at Dance's request. Although that's not really the main purpose.

*

"Gue didn't ask Dimas to choose me. Because I do not want to beg so that he does not leave me." said Tari lirih at that time. Her pretty face looks hurt, but she doesn't want to show it.

"But I just want him to meet me straight away. If he doesn't want to walk again with me, yes, break up I'm good. I'll take it." The girl looked so resigned.

"Frankly I'm not comfortable rich gini, hanging is not clear." Dance lowered her face covering the tears that almost took off from her eyes.

The guard was silent for a moment. Weighing demand Dance.

"Fortunately what do I get, if I help you?" tanyanya as if to invite Tari to negotiate.

"Honestly, I admit you can't love anything. But I can help you meet Meella." Dance's answer made Garda unable to refuse her request.

*

"Beb, we know the head of our gang, brother Garda" Dimas told his new girlfriend.

The girl threw her best smile at the Guard while extending her hand.

"Hi, I'm Mala." she said.

"Garda." said it coldly.

"Oh, change the girl. Keep on, the dance has you broken up yet?" his innuendo succeeded in pinching Dimas' heart.

Dimas' face paled insinuated by the Guard. He glanced at the girl who was standing beside him, already emitting a gloomy aura making her hair bristle.

"Elo say what the hell, bro." Dimas tried to dispel the Guard's remarks. So that the girl who had been dating for a month was not angry with him.

"So, you haven't broken up with Dance yet?"

"No, it's not that." Dimas stuttered.

"Sori, I don't mean to interfere in elo's affairs. But according to my advice, if you want to act like a crocodile. Guts elo do not make a pecker." concluded Garda passed away leaving the pair of lovers. He secretly smiled cynically.

Dimas perfectly understood what the Guard hinted. But he hesitated to face the reality.

Mala sulks away leaving Dimas. Her heart ached feeling lied to by a Playboy cap rancid lizard like Dimas.

Dimas tried to chase and persuade him. Honey, Mala's anger is bigger than her love. The girl invited him by still leaving not heeding her seduction.

*

Qameella sat on the bedside of Tari while stroking her best friend's shoulder. He had no words of wisdom to comfort. Moreover, the solution to the problems that Dance is facing. Not just inexperienced with romance. That girl is blind about love.

"Patience, Tar. maybe Dimas is not your soul mate. There were still many other guys who were more handsome than Dimas." just that simple sentence could come out of Qameella's mouth.

"That's good, Meel. But the reality is not as easy as we imagine." refuted Tari with her gloomy face.

"As long as the world hasn't come to an end, why don't you try it first?"

"Keep, how's elo?" telisik Tari looking for the right gap, so that the topic of their chat was shifted about the Guard.

"Kok me, what's the connection?" Qameella asked back not understanding.

"Yes. When will you be acute singles?" sahut Tari to the points.

Qameella's face was red. Slowly lowered his face and turned his gaze away.

"With the world not yet doomed, there is no harm right, elo enjoy the teenage years are only once in a lifetime."

The girl just poked her lips, confused as to what to say.

"Elo's still normal, right, Meel?" tanya Tari deliberately provoked Qameella's reaction.

"What the hell you say I'm still normal?" qameella.

"Yes time..."

"Damn lo, Tar!" hardik Qameella pulled on the shoulder of the fat Dance, until it fell sideways on the mattress.

Dance chuckled at Qameella's angry expression that looked cute.

"Abis, from the past until now, elo never seemed to have a crush on any guy. Let alone courtship." the insinuation of Tari was quite successful in breaking down the defenses of Qameella's heart.

Qameella was silent again. Her heart paled hearing the phrase Dance. As a teenager, his age was busy with romance outside school. But Qameella was not interested in monkey love.

His life was too busy with school and school. Because he was afraid that if his grades dropped, then he could no longer be with Rega in one class. Outside of school, he always tried to be a good boy in the eyes of his Dad and Mama. Follow all the rules in the house without any intention to break them.

Quite Qarmitha alone became a source of tears in his family. He just wants to be the source of happiness for his parents. Therefore, he never wanted to date before graduating high school.

"Elo don't worry," Qameella smiled slightly. "gue is still normal anyway." she continued to calm Tari down.

Dance only grunted angrily in response to Qameella's remark.

It's a different place. The Guard was drowning in his solitude. Befriending a cigarette, he enjoyed the silence amid the noise of cheers cheering the applause of the supporters, who were waiting for their two great riders ahead of the finish.

I don't know how many times the cigarette smoke he has smoked is sprayed into the air. In the heart of the Guard continued to recite the name Qameella. Expecting his presence.

Bini, I miss elo.