Twin Love Persons

Promises

Hi readers.author come back again bring the latest episode. Sorry the author again did not make the story yes.

Happy reading...

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The night is getting late. But not even able to drown Qameella in a dream crib. His drowsiness just disappeared with the cold night breeze. His body moved restlessly to the left and then to the right. Turn back to change his sleeping position to find a comfortable position. He took a recumbent position with a face looking up at the ceiling of his room which was bright white. Afterwards a heavy snort.

The atmosphere of Qameella's room was dim. Just rely on the lamp sitting on his bedside nightstand.  In minimal lighting, a pair of beautiful eyes that are not framed glasses feel unsettled. His mind continued to drift, flying far into nature.

“Bi. We can't keep living far away from gini-rich. Remember, your duty as a wife. You..”

“Stop!” Qameella raised her palm in the air interrupting. He deliberately did so, worried that Qarmitha would hear their serious talk.

Geez Guard. plis…

“But Bi..”

“Lupain. There is nothing between us. I'm not lo's wife, period!” The guard was surprised. His heart was disappointed and hurt and got rejected again. Qameella turned her body back to the Guard.

I'm sorry, Gar...

“Bi!” the Guard had not yet opened its mouth wider, and Qarmitha suddenly entered without permission.

“Woy! Why are the two still here?" the pair of ABG spouses turned their eyes to the source of the sound.

Qameella hurriedly distanced herself from the Guard. Even though Qarmitha already knew his relationship with that guy. But her twin sister had no idea that the relationship between Qameella and Garda was not a casual one. So, he did not want to expose too conspicuously.

"Continue, why do the faces of the two of you look so tense, something serious? Or. I came at the wrong time. So, disturb romance elo both?” what an innocent face Qarmitha showed. Either he had heard all their talk or not. His facial expression was as natural as not knowing anything. But who knows in his heart Qarmitha. Secretly envied the relationship of a pair of people who according to him have the status of dating.

In Qameella's heart suddenly agitated.

The Guard is eager to reveal his relationship with Qameella in more detail to Qarmitha, the sister-in-law. So that he could always be with Qameella. But he has not yet voiced his voice has been interrupted.

“Gak. Aren't you, Gar?” elak Qameella tried to be calm. Then looked at the Guard as if asking for approval. But only coldly responded by the husband.

“Oh...” Qarmitha do not want to ask more deeply. “eh, Gar. Waiting for the kids in front, no. Said they were going back to basecamp.”

Ryan was in the steering wheel. Rombeng chose to sit in the passenger seat, next to the driver's seat. While Tikeng positioned themselves in the back seat which later occupied the Guard.

The guard walked slowly and deliberately limped by holding a stick out of the door of Qameella's house.

Qarmitha went straight into her room after saying goodbye to the guard. He also apologized for not driving forward.

Qameella walked over to the side of the Guard while watching and keeping her from falling over. He was secretly very attentive to the man he often ignored. Maybe because the guy is currently in a sick condition, so it should automatically care.

"Bi.." the great-grandson of the Guard after exiting the main door was about to go to the gate that was only one and a half meters high was already wide open.

"Hmmm..."

The guard stopped his steps. He turned his back, positioning himself against his wife, Qameella.

The girl pushed her glasses which felt a little sagging.

"Until anytime you're my wife. And I promise you, one day we will live together. Sharing your breath and sleeping in the same bed. Creating a peaceful home with our children" said the man hopeful. A small smile was clearly painted on the lips of the naturally red Guard.

"Aah, bullshit!"

The guard gasped, a smile vanished.

"Pissing is not straight. I've talked about the household all," Qameella smiled disdainfully. "mending you school and learning the right course first. Do not often participate in wild races, especially brawls. Graduated from school first. College, find a job, if you can actually have a steady and established job. The abis is only allowed to talk about marriage, child and ***** other whimpering. Not now. The class has not been discovered yet. Graduating is not necessarily either. I've been thinking about all the household issues."

Garda smiled awkwardly at Qameella's conditional advice.

"Yes, I know what my status is. And I've committed myself and myself, if I'm not going to date seriously until I graduate high school. So, I'm not going to eat elo. And you can hold my word."

The crisp smile instantly imprinted clearly on the lips of the Guard emitted a happy twinkle on his face. The rancid boy impatiently wanted to land his kiss on the lips of the Qameella ranum.

"But..." Qameella held down the lips of the Guard with her one index finger. Then push him away.

"There must be a tap."

"What?"

"Kalo elo likes other girls. Well, suppose it was Fiola, for example," the Guard frowned with a small probing smile. "gue consider our relationship..."

"Bi, plis! Don't talk about it anymore, plis," please the Guard. "i promise you our relationship will be fine. If you don't like me being close to Fiola or another girl. I will try my best to stay away from them. So you're the only girl in my heart. My wife who now gets to."

The blush! The printed red hue vividly colored Qameella's smooth cheeks. The sweet words of the Guard seemed to make him float. Happiness that cannot be expressed is just words. He saw the face of the Guard looking for the truth there. There was no lie implied from the look in the eyes of the young man in front of him. His face was down hiding his locked smile.

The Guard stepped forward to erode the distance with Qameella. And hardly a distance.

“Bi...” shrieked while lifting Qameella's chin to look at her.

The deg!

Qameella's heart pounded. There was clearly nervousness on his face. Who is not weak in faith when looking directly at a guy as handsome as the Guard. Plus the distance between them was very close and getting closer. Make a bad person also short of breath suddenly.

Garda's face was deliberately placed on his wife's face. Leave one finger of the hand.

Qameella was shocked. She could read the movements of her husband who was about to kiss her lips. Hurriedly blocked him with the palm of his hand.

The Guard was surprised and a little disappointed. But he did not want to force his will. Then diverted his kiss on Qameella's forehead that was his target.

Rombeng, Tikeng and Ryan clucked and smiled at the romanticization of the Guard and Qameella.

Click!

Qameella sat up and turned the lights of her room bright. Leaning his back on the head of the bed while bending his knees. A faint smile at the corner of his lips touched his forehead that was kissed by the Guard. He felt that there were thousands of flowers growing in his chest cavity. Very glad. Yes, of course very happy too happy.

Suddenly the girl's smile fades as her memories twist Gusti's arrival with Maryam. The two had just returned home from the restaurant, where they were scavenging for sustenance. Right after the car carrying the four boys left the yard. The two people appeared with facial expressions that Qameella could not read.

In Qameella's heart wondered, did they see her being kissed by the Guard? If so, what will he do when they interrogate him? But... could they see it?

After entering the house. Gusti immediately interrogated Qameella about the arrival of the Guard and friends to their home. Honestly, the girl answered. But still hiding the status of his relationship with the Guard of course. Because he is not ready to face reality.

Qameella was very grateful Gusti did not ask what the Guard did before leaving. Maybe because he didn't see it. The car was perfectly parked in front of his house.

Just finished facing Gusti with various questions that almost trapped him. Suddenly Qarmitha barged into his room. He who was about to lay down his body was also stopped.

"Elo?"

"Sori..."

Without permission, Qarmitha sat on the bedside. His face looks crisp. With a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Why?"

"Gue seneng if you see elo seneng," said Qarmitha.

"Yes?"

"It is. After all this time, you have a boyfriend. I hope both of you can survive. Not rich me.." Qarmitha's smile suddenly disappeared.

"meaning?" Qameella frowned in wonder.

"Grandfather," Qarmitha smiled again but looked stiff and forced. "gue just wanted the two of you to stay well."

Qameella looked at Qarmitha's face, which was hiding something.

"LTW. Now that I know," Qarmitha stared with an ignorant smile at her twin sister. But make Qameella a heart sport.

Maybe Thatha knows about my relationship with the Guard...

"That makes your eyes swollen, because of elo nangisin the Guard right? Yes, I also ngenes see the condition of him if the shape is rich mummy that." Qameella and Qarmitha laughed together. Either both of them were laughing at the condition of the Guard. Or even laugh at yourself. Only they know.

Qameella's thoughts continued to drift until almost morning. I don't know when he got drowsy. Unknowingly he was asleep under the blanket.