Twin Love Persons

Learn to Love

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The day had gone by dusk when the motorbike driven by the Guard sped away, splitting the highway that began to crawl because of traffic jams. Usually in the hours of home office like this the condition of the highway becomes very busy.

In the rear seat of the motorcycle Garda that makes people have to sit back because the design of the motor body requires it that way. Qameella was sitting sweetly while hugging the waist of the Guard. It's not really Qameella's own wish.

But the basic perverted guy, no morals that had forced him. Every time Qameella would not hold on to the waist of the Guard, the Guard pulled her by force. In addition to staying in close condition until mepet. Also for the sake of safety together.

Garda knew his wife was still angry because of her perverted behavior, which had been presumptuous to kiss Qameella's lips with rough and greedy. Just because jealousy is not clear the tip of the base. And he could guess the source of Qameella's annoyance, it was because he had been presumptuous and did not ask for permission first. Even worse, he did it in a school setting.

Never before had it occurred to the Guard, what if any of Qameella's schoolmates, teachers, or the most serious principal saw their misbehavior? Qameella may be expelled from school. Wadidau.. could the end of the world!

The pair of young men are now struggling with their own minds. There was no meaningful conversation as the two were more silent. Qameella was silent because of her arrogance over the actions of the Guard.

The Guard was silent because he was thinking hard to persuade Qameella and forgive her. Even though he apologized, the guilt was still lodged in his heart. Maam

Red lights crept on, forcing the drivers to stop the vehicle so that no traffic accident occurred, of course never wanted by anyone.

Garda removed his hand on the handlebar to his left with his right hand fixed in position. From behind the full face helmet he was wearing, he lowered his head while moving his left hand touching Qameella's hand that was still coiled around his waist. Then gently caress it. A broad line of smiles rose from the lips of the Guard.

Qameella who got a touch on the skin of her hand immediately realized from daydreaming. Wanting to pull over when Garda's fingers crept and infiltrated in between his fingers. But his gestures betrayed him, accompanied by a subtle sigh that disturbed the recesses of his heart, he responded favorably by returning the grasp to be intertwined with each other.

Not long after, Qameella's sanity took control of herself and her brain. The girl removed her finger hooks, also giving the Guard body some distance. His heart whispered softly, asking him not to be complacent with the caress of the Guard almost made him intoxicated.

Although the age of Qameella is still somewhat smelly, but a little understanding of the husband-wife relationship. He also knew the duty of a wife to a husband. Either she should be grateful or what, because all this time the Guard never demanded her right as a husband.

But it needs to be understood about the context of the marriage that Qameella and Garda live in is different from married couples in general. Besides marriage this is not what is wanted. Status as a student, of course, the school does not allow students to marry. So the only way to solve this problem is to end their marriage.

Qameella did not want her education to fall apart. Although Garda never thought about his school affairs. Qameella was determined to finish school and continue her education to college until getting the title of bachelor, or above. For both his parents and his future. Therefore, he will try to cover up his unexpected marriage to anyone. For the matter of the Guard who always called him 'Bini', it might be able to be communicated again.

On the other corner was still on the highway that was at red light. There was someone staring intently at Qameella and Garda, from behind the window of the car door he was riding in. The girl's pair of dark eye beads emitted a flash of rage that was ready to explode, like a time bomb that could explode at any moment.

His desire to get down from where he is. Then he went to approach all the young people he knew as lovers. Because the Guard kissed him on the futsal court the other day. Picking up the hair of the girl sitting behind the Guard violently and ferociously. After that stopped his seat behind the Guard. A wicked grin was on his lips.

Suddenly there was a sound of a car horn that was flattering to each other, as if asking the vehicle in front to move forward immediately because the traffic light had changed color to green. The car carrying the girl slowly moved forward. Removing it from the daydream. Along with that he only realized that the Guard motorcycle had gone with other vehicles.

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In the evening, Qameella sat on her bed, flicking through her favorite teen magazine. He deliberately turned off his phone to avoid the Guard who always called at these hours.

His anger still has not subsided because of Garda's kissing problem at school this afternoon. He has not been able to reconcile with the Guard. Even though the guy has apologized to her many times, it still does not reduce his anger.

Qameella suddenly remembered Rega. The shocked expression emitted on the face of that calm guy made him feel guilty. Because from the beginning he liked Rega. But because of the incident on that day, she was forced to marry Garda, her twin brother.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Qameella's bedroom door knocked.

"La..." Qarmitha entered without waiting to enter.

Qameella looked up at Qarmitha who had appeared from behind the door, then sat on the bed opposite to her.

"Where are your feet? You okay?" qameella asked started the conversation.

"Lumayan. I can walk even though I like to grill if too long invited to walk." Qameella is just a beard.

"La, thank you, Elo, for helping me. I'm sorry I took care of it and involved elo in my business."

Qameella pulled her lips together forming a line of small smiles.

"It's like that, isn't it?" cold sneers.

"Yes, yeah, I'm like that, I say."

"La....," Qarmitha looked at Qameella seriously. "elo never got mad at me?" ask the girl suddenly.

Qameella frowned feeling astonished by the question Qarmitha asked.

"It's about my problem and the Guard," Qarmitha tried to explain but suddenly his heart shrunk when saying the name of the Guard, until his voice sounded soft but still could be heard clearly by Qameella.

Qameella only showed her flat expression. As if not disturbed in the slightest.

"Why?"

"Gue. I. would say sorry."

"Sorry?"

"Yes. I'm sorry about the time. I don't mean to call the Guard of Elo. I just want to do something."

"Hm!" Qarmitha nodded quickly. "gue was curious about the Guard. I want to see if he really likes it or not. Because I'm afraid he just wants to playin elo doang."

"O-yes?"

"Yes is La... It's so plain. I'm afraid you're heartbroken, frustrated, desperate..."

"Continue?"

"Well, after I investigated it turned out he was sincerely the same elo. Even if I don't really know, really what."

"That abbis?"

"Elo ngeselin's. From earlier it made me go all over," said Qarmitha.

Qameella just smiled a little.

"Tha, may I ask you about your feelings?" the question sounds careful.

"Why do you suddenly care about how I feel?" Qarmitha asked back.

"Gue just wants to know. Personally after you've been with the Guard during pretending to be me, how's your development feeling towards him?" qameella's successful enquiries made Qarmitha speechless.

"Gue's not sure if you don't have any feelings for him. From his face he is handsome. Tajir is also a concern."

"Do you like him?"

Qarmitha seemed eager to answer what. He never thought Qameella would be this point. Changing her sitting position sideways, avoiding Qameella's eyes.

"Why is elo just like that? You're accusing me of calling Guarda from lo?" suddenly Qarmitha was stirred with emotion.

"No. I always think positively about Elo. I don't care if you want to go with the Guard, or if you want to be with him, it won't affect me, Tha," qameella replied not entirely lying while controlling her heart to keep it calm.

"What?!"

"Yes. Even I have said the same Garda, if elo is the most suitable person to be his partner," Qameella recalled when he said the same thing to the Guard in the twilight.

The deg! Qarmitha's chest throbbed pain. Makes her feel very sinful to Qameella.

"My God! You're crazy, aren't you?"

"Gue's not that weak, Tha. And try to accept that fact with room." Qameella's argument still remained calm.

"Tap, but..."

"So, I saw how Garda deketin elo. She was extremely possessive and impulsive," Qameella smiled bitterly. Subduing his gaze hid the radiance of sorrow that lingered in his heart.

"Elo don't nag, La.." Qarmitha quick. He remembered that on the field the Guard had not stopped approaching him. Because that guy thinks he's Qameella.

"The rich Guard was not because I was willing to deketin. Elo forget or nego anyway? Today we will switch roles. Same rich first time Guard deketin me. He thinks I'm an elo, because our faces are the same. So, let's go of that rich bad thought."

Qameella grunted softly.

"I have Kevin. Even though my relationship is not good anymore. But I assure you, I didn't cheat on him" explained Qarmitha then showing a slightly stiff awkward smile.

Qarmitha looked at Qameella who felt like she was staring at the reflection of her reflection in front of the mirror.

"La, now I'm back to the question you asked me. Do you like the Guard? She's handsome, fair-minded..."

"No!" qameella quickly did not want to wait for Qarmitha to finish her speech.

Qarmitha. I can't believe the answer her twin sister gave.

"What a serious lo, La..."

Qameella pulled the corners of her lips forming a stiff forced smile.

Qarmitha tried to find honesty in her twin eyes. There were no lies there, but there were wounds he could catch. A wound never shown by the owner. Could it be that the wound was the result of his actions?

"Elo can't say rich... The Guard is very much in love with Elo. The proof, he always comes to see you wherever you are. Every school, for example. He's fighting for elo in front of our school, just to pick him up."

"Yes," Qameella bowed in a soft voice answering, not denying what Qarmitha said.

"Even as I pretended to be elo, she quickly realized I wasn't elo" Qameella was shocked as she looked up.

"La, you can't waste your love for the Guard. Well, even though he's the type of guy who is brilliant, but I'm sure the love given to you is sincere."

Speechless qameella.

"Kalo elo now still doesn't love him. Learn to love. I'm sure after that you two will be happy" concluded Qarmitha sincerely.

In her heart she hoped Qameella would not suffer the same heartbreak she had. Because now his love story with Kevin has run aground. After finding out it turns out that the man she had been dating was having an affair behind her.