Twin Love Persons

Don't Be Jealous (Part 2)

Qameella sat on the bed hugging her knees. The drowning face rests on his knees.

Sadness still enveloped his virgin heart. Pieces and pieces of shadow with the Garda dancing filled his memory. But the scene earlier while in the hospital made his heart throb pain.

Akhhh... O Lord.. Why is this sick? It seems to be doubled. What's the matter?

Qameella really doesn't understand. Isn't this not the first time I've seen the Guard with another girl?

*

Qarmitha ran out of the fast food restaurant that was in the mall that was visited with her three best friends, Sarah, Amel, and Yasmin. Her chest throbbed pain seeing Kevin with another girl. Not only looking, the tomboyish girl also ventured to greet them. Anyone know how Kevin and the girl with him react to seeing Qarmitha's presence among them, plus his three best friends?

Yup! Shocked, shocked and similar expressions that showed their incompetence. Contrary to what Qarmitha showed the two of them.

"Hey, Kevin... long time no see, huh?" qarmitha pulled a chair in front of them. Without asking for their approval, the girl immediately sat down. Then smile kindly while propping up his chin with one hand. Their distance is limited by a square-shaped table.

"Mi-Mitha?" kevin's voice choked. Her paled face was caught red-handed along with the other girls.

"Yes," he said kindly as if nothing had happened to his heart which was now turbulent and almost exploded right then and there. Smiles are intentionally confused.

"Why are you here?" kevin's investigation is disturbed by the existence of Qarmitha, the girlfriend. Either that status is still valid or not at this time.

"Well?" qarmitha's restrained emphasis. Highlight his eyes the condition of the wound. "just how weird is that?" his eyebrows are linked to print a wrinkle on his forehead with a sharp eye highlight. "whose name to the mall, would be willing to mingle, yes guys?" his face was deliberately turned back, asking for the approval of his three companions who were standing behind him.

"Yoy!" sahut them simultaneously. Fortunately, the restaurant they went to was empty of visitors. There were only a few who still remained with seats that were far apart. Not so much attention.

"You want to go with a girlfriend. Wanting to cheat can also be," added Qarmitha deliberately suppress the word 'cheating' to hit the heart of the man who he said was dating, but had hung their relationship for months. Huf! It is rich in clothes!

Kevin's clenched hands held back the emotion.

The girl sitting next to Kevin was suddenly agitated at Qarmitha's words. Especially when the girl gets an intimidating look at Qarmitha who incidentally is Kevin's official girlfriend. He really is an actor here.

"Mitha, I'm not cheating!" Kevin defended himself by gritting his teeth.

"Yes?" Qarmitha smiled broadly as she blinked her ignorant eyes, "but I didn't say you cheated, did."

Kevin was really infuriated by Qarmitha's attitude. In his heart he admitted that he was the cause of the unclear relationship between himself and Qarmitha. But, he did not want to be blamed because Qarmitha was the one who made him not tasteful to continue the relationship to be okay.

"But if you're cheating, admit it. I'm glad you're being honest," really Qarmitha infuriated Kevin for saying that. "lagain, after seeing you're the same obscure girl, I understand that our relationship will not continue, right? You must be comfortable with him. Admit it Vin. No need to be shy. I am the one who is open. And.." he deliberately paused his speech.

"I knew you wouldn't pull me, and keep our relationship. Because usually the guys are happier with the actor than his official girlfriend, who..." Qarmitha sniffed his shoulders while flicking his lips. "it might have been thought to have been nebosenin. I'm not fun even if just to be invited to walk doang."

Kevin and the girl just kept quiet hearing all the Qarmitha's words. They both seemed to be assuring the words of the girl who was trying to stay strong. Even though in his heart he was crying.

"Mithin..."

"Sstt!.." Qarmitha's quick movements covered Kevin's mouth with one of his index fingers. Don't let that fucking guy say anything. "Gue knows what you want to tell me. Starting today we fix break up!" kevin's throat was choked. In his heart he cursed his foolishness that made such a situation. His pride as a man is lost in front of the girls around him.

"Eh, Ma. All right, be an actor, ups!" suddenly Qarmitha slapped her own lips slowly which of course made a pair of young people different gender in front of her. He intentionally insinuated the girl. Maybe if Qarmitha is like a girl in general, she will grab the girl's hair. Or slap her face until it's as colorful as a rainbow.

"Sorry, wrong by the way, hehehe. Usually karma happens. If you take the love of someone else. Then get ready if one moment of love will be captured by another girl as well. Usually, revenge is more painful. So, happy nice day for you all. See you!" Qarmitha went from standing up after finishing his wise words but was able to scratch the hearts of people who had feelings. Either the two rude beings had feelings or not. Stupid terribly!

"Come on, guys! We unplug!" Qarmitha gave command by shaking one hand in the air. He walked away followed by his three companions behind, with a triumphant smile.

*

By nightfall Qarmitha was being driven home by Yasmin. Surely after being content to vent his pain for Kevin's betrayal. Along with Sarah, Yasmin and Amel, she spent time on KTV singing popular songs from different languages. From cheerful love-themed songs to heartbreak songs. Perhaps this is Qarmitha's good fortune surrounded by her best friends. They are always there for him in happy and sad moments, like today. They were willing to comfort him so as not to be too late in deep sadness.

In contrast to Qameella who is always in solitude. Her only friend, Tari also fared no better than her. He is struggling to organize himself for a future that is either bright or even bleak. He could not rely on others to depend. You can only cry in loneliness. Storing bitterness in front of a lot of people. There is no need to expose the pain to others, which will only be made public consumption. The ends become the material of gossip, laughter, also ridicule. Enough was stored in his heart.

Qarmitha immediately entered the dining room, after kissing the aroma of cooking that came out of the food that Qameella had just finished cooking. There were no more tears of sadness left on his face. Only happy twists of hungry people. Because he managed to find something that could make the worms happy in his stomach.

"That smells good!"

"Just come home? That night, not all of you come home in the morning," Qameella said, switching the conversation.

"Ck! your side is the same as mine. I'm not a security guard, why do I have to wait until tomorrow just come home? It's not night yet, it's still afternoon..."

Suddenly Qarmitha was surprised to see Qameella's eyes that looked puffy, like they were crying.

"What's the eye, La?" tegur Qarmitha is curious. "so kok? Elo nangis nangis huh?"

"No papa, no papa" he won't admit.

"I am sure if you are heartbroken again yes.." said Qarmitha but as if he was pinching his own heart. "or.... elo abis hurt the same people? Just talk to me. I'm picking him up!" Qameella just clucked indifferently not heeding Qarmitha's offer.

"Wash your hands first!" exclaim Qameella fierce while patting the back of Qarmitha's hand that was ready to pluck a piece of fried chicken kremes.

"Ish, stingy!" his mouth was irritated, rubbing the back of his hand. But when Qameella was caught off guard, Qarmitha quickly snatched his target chicken.

"Dude, slob!" hardik Qameella's.

"Bodos! The important thing was delicious," Qarmitha ran over while giggling amusedly.

Qameella could only endure being annoyed at the bad behavior of her twin sister. Usually it is good without effort.

The sound of knocking on the door forced Qameella to move towards the living room. Opening the door after answering the greetings from the person who knows who is behind the door of his house.

Cklek!

Qameella bought shocked eyes, seeing the arrival of Ryan, Tikeng and Rombeng at her house. The awkward smile that rose on Meella's lips did not also stop removing the frost inside her. This was her first time receiving male guests at her home. Understand Meella is not the type of girl who likes to make friends.

"Ha, hi.." Ryan said awkwardly. He was confused what to call the girl in front of him, standing in the middle of the door holding the door handle. Qameella is not currently wearing glasses. So must be the most fertile guy among the guys on his right-hand side. Can't tell which Qameella or Qarmitha is. Because the faces of both girls are exactly the same when not wearing glasses.

Not long after Mitha came to them. He lifted his head from behind the door. Then open the door even wider. Now the pair of twin girls standing side by side makes Ryan, Tikeng and Rombeng confused half to death.

"Who are you looking for?" mitha asked as she pointed at herself and Meella alternately.

Ryan scratched his non-itchy nape. Then look at Rombeng and Tikeng in turn.

"Gue wants to find Meella," said the Guard suddenly appeared from behind Rombeng. The man's condition was deliberately made sad, by allowing himself to be filled with bandages. Use a walking stick to help him walk. The way the road was deliberately made stumbling and limping.

Suddenly a pair of twin girls who were patched in front of the door were surprised to see the condition of the Guard who looked terrible. The glow of sadness was clearly on Qameella and Qarmitha's faces. But Qameella's heart felt more pain to see the condition of her husband like that. Sinning does not take good care of him.

At first glance the Guard was confused to recognize the twin girls. Reminds him of the beginning of their unexpected closeness. From that experience he could tell which Qameella and Qarmitha were.

Slowly but surely the guy got in front of them. And so the compact Rombeng, Tikeng and Ryan the Keling helped him walk, so as not to stumble again in a limp condition.

"Bi," the Guard looked at the girl standing near the door frame. With a meaningful look. Not to ignore the other girl standing by the door. But the heart believes that her soul mate is the girl. And his gut feeling is right. The girl stared back. A sad look at her terrible condition. Her tears filled her eyes.

"Lo sure you're not swapping, Gar?" asked Rombeng was-was. "lately I saw there are girls who have the same face. Rich in scene results."

"Photos of coffee kali, Beng," Tikeng corrected Rombeng's speech.

"Ah, if the coffee photo is different, one is colored, the other is black and white rich tv in ancient times," said Rombeng. "the scene is exactly the same."

"It's a matter of course," Tikeng no longer wanted to argue anymore.

"Udah, already, elo both on the storm. Noisy knows!" Ryan is pushing to break up Tikeng and Rombeng's fight.

Qameella and Garda were still standing glued with their eyes locked together. Both of them dissolved in their own minds. To ignore the noisy voices of the three friends as well as the Guardians.

"Hey, how long are you two gonna stand here, huh?" qarmitha's reprimand resuscitated the two, turning to the source of the voice almost simultaneously.

"Elo pity the Guard? Look at him sick again. Mana bandaged again already rich mummy. Let's get in!" Qameella looked at her twin sister with a gaze that was conditionally worried and fearful. Yes, Qameella was always afraid that a boyfriend would come to the house.

"Udah, just calm down, there is me" said Qarmitha as if to know the heart of her twin sister. A smile of relief flashed on Qameella's lips.

"Elo the map, or am I?" goda Qarmitha.

Qameella clucked resentfully at Qarmitha's ledge.

Qarmitha giggled amusedly and then went inside after previously inviting Ryan, Tikeng and Rombeng into his house.