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Qameella was really very awkward being near the Guard. The two enjoyed lunch together on the balcony in front of the Guard room. After their hot kiss that looks nervous and misbehaving is only the girl herself. While the magic guy seemed relaxed like nothing had happened.
Occasionally Qameella steals a glance towards the Guard. He just wanted to know, did that guy have the same feelings as him or not?
"Why look around?" suddenly the gaze of the Guard was churning with Qameella. Kontan the girl was intrigued. "wanted to be kissed again?" chirp with his ugly smile. Don't forget the flickering one eye is flirtatious.
Basic pervert!
"Oh, kegeeran! Who is asking. I don't see anything anymore either" he stared at the plate in front of him with his bare hands. Stirring with a spoon.
"Bi, don't talk elo I keep dong. Replace it with a more polite one, "gentle Guard ink.
Qameella felt stifled by the words of the Guard just now.
"Hm, yes" he answered briefly.
Garda smiled happily.
“Bi, you like being here?” search Guard prank.
“Hm.” Qameella nodded without a second thought.
“Good if you like. What if you live here? This room is enough for us to live together,” cetus Garda carelessly.
“Iya," but suddenly shocked. "WHAT?” it seemed that before answering earlier Qameella did not digest it well.
“Why are you surprised?” ask the Guard lightly. "normal times, Bi."
"Sorry," the girl's great-grandson quietly.
Guard ruffled the top of Qameella's head accompanied by a characteristic sweet smile. Instantly make the girl who often called Meella hypnotized for a moment. His view does not change.
The cup!
Suddenly Garda kissed Qameella, his wife.
"Ih... pervert lo! Oops, sorry," Qameella bit her lower lip with a feeling of anxiety.
"Sir papa, later also accustomed," he said.
After finishing lunch. Qameella wants to do the dishes. Because they are used to their activities at home. The Guard forbids it. He also explained that in his house there were household assistants with their respective duties. So, the girl who had his wife status just sat down sweetly. Or work hard to serve him. Um!
The ringing of Qameella's phone was shocking as well as making it stiffen itself. The reason on the screen of his phone is written 'AYAHKU'. Body stiffens. His face also paled.
"What's up, Bi?" tanya Garda looked at the expression on his wife's stiffened face.
"Eh... The father of the phone, Gar," said he hesitated while showing the screen of his phone.
"Yes, pick it up anyway," said the light guard.
"But. s-I'm scared." Qameella.
"Fear why?" The guard stared at the look.
"When you ask 'me where?', what should I say?"
"Geez my wife, my love, my country..." Garda pinched slowly and squeezed Qameella's cheeks. "let's say you're in your husband's house again, so bother," he continued lightly.
"Ih.. You don't mess around, I could hang Dad later if you say rich." Qameella sulks spoiled.
"But not so is the Guard..."
"Ih, did the Guard call him?"
"What the hell?" Qameella doesn't understand.
The drying of Qameella's cell phone disturbed their debate. Wouldn't pick up the phone. After earlier taking a deep breath.
A few moments later. Qameella ended her phone call. Of course after Gusti ended before. Then with mixed feelings he let go home to the Guard. He deliberately did not tell the content of his conversation with Gusti.
In the heart of the Guard desperately wanted to linger with Qameella. He also wanted to repeat their hot kiss. If you need to do more than just kiss. But seeing his wife's parched face made him not bear to hold her for longer.
A red sports car stops right in front of the gate of Qameella's house. A car that was almost forgotten by the owner. He prefers to ride his motorcycle. Because he can be more free to wipe the streets when conditions are jammed. In addition, with the motorcycle it has more than ten times won the wild race.
Now the man with the zodiac sign of Leo was forced to pull out his car, often called 'Si Marong', to deliver the most special person in his life lately. Not to show off. But because of the very hot weather. He does not want his favorite person stung by the hot sun that is not good for skin health.
"Do you want to come out?" the Guards quipped when Qameella was about to open the car door, of course after saying goodbye. Sontak made the girl stop her activities, then turned her head through the slit of her shoulder.
"Well, she meant?" Qameella doesn't understand.
Without the Ba-bi-bu the Guard pulled Qameella's right arm to face her. As fast as lightning he buried his lips on Qameella's ranum lips.
Such a quick and sudden movement left Qameella unprepared. Can only give up with her husband's sweet treatment. But it didn't last long. After that, the body of the Guard to cut off their kiss that felt hot.
"Udah, don't be long. Later khilaf, can be bad."
"No papa kali, Bi. We married this. Don't be afraid."
"Of course, we're not old enough to go that way. I want to finish school first."
The Guard grunted in frustration.
The cup!
Qameella stole a kiss on Garda's cheek.
Garda turned his head with a look of disbelief accompanied by red cheeks.
"Later the time will come. We will be together knitting our love with our little family" Qameella said.
Garda smiled as young as he.
Qameella lowered her face in her smile, as she saw Gusti standing inside the fence with a sharp gaze just after the red sports car belonging to the Guard left. Face pias. His heart was broken because of fear. Questions popped up in his mind. Especially about the kiss with the Guard in the car earlier. Did you see us?
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The atmosphere at the dinner table at dinner was tense. Even though there was no quarrel and fairly calm at the dining table. But Gusti's silence was enough to make Qameella tense and affect her appetite. Because he was afraid if suddenly Gusti was angry with him about the incident last afternoon.
In contrast to Qarmitha that looks relaxed. Though the heartbreak actually made her sad. But she is not a typical whiny girl who likes to dramatize grief by crying seven days and seven nights. The girl who can be said to be easy going is quite tough to face the failure of her love. There are still more fun and fun things to do, than lament heartbreak that only damages the heart, mind and body.
As usual Qameella washes the dirty dishes the rest of the dinner. After that, go into the room. Open a textbook for exam preparation tomorrow. While in the next room that is bordered by a triplex wall. Qarmitha Room. At a time when her twin sister is busy studying for exams. Girls who like basketball sports look cute duck, even being engrossed and immersed in the music from the head set. Occasionally his head moves to the rhythm of the music he hears while flipping through his favorite sports tabloid. The personality of Qarmitha is indeed very different even contrary to Qameella.
Suddenly Qameella's learning ritual is interrupted when her phone rings. Garda's video call actually interrupted and damaged his focus. I don't want him to take that call. If not, then the guy will continue to terrorize him like a criminal.
Haduh..this is not just a school exam doang. But the test of love too! Inner Qameella thrashed.
But the pleasure of talking and making out through video calls did not last long. Because Gusti did a sudden inspection alias to his room. And it turns out that it's not just his room that the sixty-year-old man is not in. Evident from the results of his seizure in the form of sports tabloid favorite Qarmitha and head set complete with his cellphone in the hands of his father.
Qameella hastily severed her vc connection unilaterally. Bodo period with the Guard who might be angry with him. But the current conditions are more precarious than just angry Garda. The ends ask to be seduced and a friendly kiss.
Without saying much, Gusti took the Qameella postel out of the owner's hand. Then gather the two twin daughters in the middle room. Seeing a serious expression that seemed fierce Gusti, making the twins Qameella and Qarmitha chirp. No one opened their voices as long as Gusti lectured them. Even when all their favorite items are confiscated and will not be returned until the school exam is over. They both had to go home on time. They will be picked up by a taxi that Gusti will rent so as not to run away. They can all just fall. Because they are not allowed to protest.
Gusti who had been restraining them. The days of a pair of twins, Qameella and Qarmitha were really boring. Especially Qarmitha who likes to wander with his friends. But for Qameella was mediocre. Because he had sent a message to Dari about his current condition which is like being imprisoned in the Guard.
Don't ask about Qameella's longing for the Guard. Cannot be measured let alone explored. Because when compared to the size and height of the mountain, surely the answer is greater and higher shade. Even in the depths of the Mariana Trench, it was still deeper in Qameella's longing for the Guard. Understand being drunk on love. Many rada-rada lebay. Wkwkwk....