Twin Love Persons

The First Kiss (POV QAMEELLA)

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POV Qameella

After revealing all the grievances and returning the Guard's given necklace, I left it just like that in the middle of the traffic street. I don't know why it would be so bold to reveal all the grunts in my heart to him.

I don't know why I can be a shameless girl in front of a guy who always thinks of himself as my husband. I never admitted it. Because too often I hear his confession, I feel like I'm being indoctrinated by him. I finally admit it, even in my heart.

But my trust began to fade with his words. I began to question what exactly my position in his heart still remained the same or changed. After I watched with my own eyes, the Guard often came every hour to go home from school to school. Unfortunately, the girl sitting in the backseat is not me, but my twin sister, Qarmitha. Moreover, the two people were innocently ignoring me, as if I was not in their eyes. Especially Qarmitha who seemed to have no heart. My heart is hurt and hurt.

I feel like an invisible person between the Guard and Qarmitha. And I never tried to ask or find out the cause of it all. All I know is that the Guard is better suited to Qarmitha. My twin sister is a versatile person with the achievements she achieved. I heard that the Guard is not a random guy. He had a great influence on his school. Compared to me who has no achievements anything to be proud of.

I was secretly crying on the street. I try not to care about the people who look at me strangely. But I was embarrassed when suddenly Dance came and saw me crying. Fortunately he didn't ask much as if he knew, I couldn't share his story with him yet. Then we went home with his motorcycle.

Suddenly in the middle of the road Dance turned the direction. I don't know why. I don't focus on what my best friend says. My mind is still in no direction.

I got off the motorcycle seat of Tari when I arrived at the futsal field rental place. Then bring me in.

Without asking much I just followed him. Dance walked so hastily as if afraid of losing track.

When I set my foot inside, my eyes could not keep still. My eyes go around observing the surroundings. Stranger, that's the word that came to my mind. Because I don't know them at all.

I have a bad habit in the place I just came to, which is nervousness and fear. I tried to shake that feeling with my hands busy twisting the strap of my bag across my chest. Of course I did it without me knowing.

“Hey, Tar,” greet someone whose voice sounds so familiar to my ears. My eyes were turned to that man.

Oh my goodness, Ryan. My whisper in my heart.

I was really nervous when I realized that everything inside this building were Guards friends. That means the Guard is here as well. My heartbeats have become ungodly. My stomach also felt wrapped around wanting to go home soon.

I saw Ryan go straight to Dance and chat. Now the two positions face each other.

I can't be caught! I cried out in my heart.

I hurriedly turned to hide my own face so as not to be seen. Instead of avoiding Ryan, my gaze met the figure of the Guard. He was sitting in the stands with a beautiful girl beside him.

I was shocked by the wide open eyes. What I avoid is near me. Immediately I turned my body behind him before he actually saw me as well. But moving me less quickly, the Guard was able to realize my presence. It seems like he knows me very well. The Guard quickly stood up.

“Where are you, Gar?” I heard the voice of a girl reprimanding him confused.

The guard did not respond. I heard footsteps approaching towards me. I'm panicking. I hurriedly parted with Dari who seemed to still be talking to Ryan.

Just two steps into my foot, suddenly my left arm was blocked, and forced me to look back.

My pair of eyes behind my glasses minus widened in shock. Everyone who was there was no less shocked.

I felt the atmosphere of fear and worry blend into one within my heart. I'm afraid Garda was angry because of the trouble on the highway earlier. I was afraid that if he did anything rude, I would not accept it

decisions I made unilaterally. Because at the beginning of the meeting we were colored by violent incidents. So I can imagine her anger when it comes to blowing. I don't know what's going to happen to me.

The guard!

The Guard unceasingly pulled my arm so tightly, that my body was hollow and my face hit the chest of his field.

My nose caught the masculine scent of his burly body. Reminds me of the night we were being chased by a bunch of people our age. For a second I was swept away in his warm embrace. This was the first time I had been in such a distance with her after officially becoming his wife.

The next second I woke up and tried to escape from it. Beyond my guess, the guy even hugged her.

Suddenly the mood became quiet. All activity stopped at the same time I drowned myself in his arms again. I don't know why the Guard is suddenly like this. She's upset.

“Sorry, I'm sorry,” he whispered softly in my ear.

“Lease! Take me off, Garda!” I asked without giving her apology.

The guard loosened his embrace. His face lowered and looked towards me who was still trapped in his embrace.

I can't see the look in his eyes. Then I was surprised when his outstretched hand gently stroked the top of my head making my hair goosebumps. My chest swished violently to get a touch from him. My heart beats are starting to get conditioned.

Again, I do not understand what he meant. Because I'm not sure he's expressing his feelings to me. Because I've already decided how many minutes ago. Reflex I'm dodging faces. My cheeks are hot, but I don't have a fever.

Honestly I say in my heart, I'm happy to be treated like this. The treatment I never got with him yesterday. The reason was trivial, I kept too much distance from him. Surprisingly the Guard never protested with my request. He understands me so much. My heart warms to remember every moment with him.

Suddenly my sanity took hold of my brain. When I saw the togetherness of the Guard and Qarmitha the other day made my heart smoke, as if it was burning with jealous fire. Then I tried to get rid of that happiness from inside my own heart. I was angry as a form of protest for not receiving this kind of treatment from him. But not yet had my lips spoken, suddenly Garda silenced my ranum lips with her soft lips.

My body froze. My eyes are wide open. There was a strange feeling that suddenly appeared and exploded in two cavities of my chest.

There were so many words of exclamation that it was a shock, spewing from their lips, the audience free in the live broadcast.

Dance closed her wide open mouth. His eyes widened in shock at the performance before him.

Garda kissed my lips deep, but I kept quiet and didn't reply.

Oh my goodness, my first kiss!

I instantly regained my senses, pushing the Guard's chest with all my might until the kiss slipped from my lips. I quickly rubbed my rough lips with the back of my left hand, erasing the trace of her kiss. I don't think my virgin lips are stained. While my right hand reflexes the face of the Guard. I was stunned by my own actions. Without me knowing I can be rude to others. I stared at my palms that felt throbbing after slapping the smooth cheeks of the person I had once expected his presence to fill my days. After that I just ran away crying.

After being outside I immediately stopped the ojek that happened to pass on the road. I no longer care about the Dance that invited me to that place, or the Guard that successfully snatched my first kiss. In my mind how to get out of their sight. I'm so ashamed of the incident this afternoon.

“Head bang!” yells at me in a raucous voice while patting the shoulder of the taxi driver. I looked back to make sure no one was chasing me.