Twin Love Persons

Already Married?!

Garda's cell phone ring suddenly interrupted his chatter with Karina in the dining room. After the Guard lunch, Karina also Rega had lunch together. They spend time chatting. That unplanned meeting of mother and child can evoke the warmth of a long-lost family. Although it initially feels stiff. But over time melted naturally. Perhaps it is because of the inner bond between the two that attracts and directly binds them.

Without waiting for long the Guard received the call. Their smiles expanded on her thin lips. Her heart was flowering to see the name on her phone screen. When he heard her voice his heart immediately cheered with excitement, because his girl who was so missed now contacted him. For the first time, she asked him out on a date. It was such an amazing achievement.

But not until it was over did they speak suddenly cut off without knowing what the reason was. But Garda does not want to take a headache and try positive thinking. Most importantly, he was able to meet his heart after long enough to miss.

“Seneng really? Must be from a girl,” Goda Karina successfully made Garda blush.

“Iya. Mama's right. Just called from a very special person,” said with a happy hue that emanated clearly on his face.

“oya? Girlfriend?” Karina looked enthusiastic. Then glanced at his other son, Rega. The cool and cool guy looks flat just reluctant to respond. The boy was busy focusing his gaze on his phone screen.

The guard smiled widely, nodding doubtfully.

Karina scrunched her forehead. He was trying to understand the mind of the son he had just discovered.

“He is more than a girlfriend,” finally Garda says that in a timid tone.

“Really?” Karina looked shocked at her son's words. Until a thought appears that is not in his mind. Especially when the boy nodded his head in response, making it hard to breathe. How not? At the age of not twenty years his son has done things that violate the norm.

Sorry is useless. Rice has become porridge. She only regrets the parenting of her ex-husband. Ah, I don't know. It's possible that the Cassanova man was too busy with the women of his affair. Until there is no time to properly educate one of their twin sons.

“She is the future wife of Garda, Ma,”.

Karina closed her open mouth in shock. Oh God.. it’s impossible!

Rega turned his gaze to his twin brother who was now sitting in front of him with a dining table limited. Then smile slanted, dismissively.

“Preferably future wife. Who knows tomorrow you have changed the coupling,” his lips back to the screen of his phone. Given how lunge Guard arguably similar Papa they are playboy. Rega could not immediately believe his words. Although lately he had never heard again, if the Guard changed partners.

“I can be so rich. But, just as he was I committed. Well, even if I'm not 100% sure%. I try my best to stay loyal to him. Because I don't want to hurt him. And, desecrating our marriage,” said the Guard diplomatically.

“What, wedding?” again Karina was shocked by the boy.

Rega was shocked. Actually what made him shocked was not the Guard's confession. But the sound of Karina who screamed into and pierced her eardrum. His gaze was fixed on the guy who was completely the exact same as him. Seeking truth from his eyes. Unfortunately, there are no lies there.

Garda blushed himself to find the expression of surprise of the Mama.

“But, dear...how could you..” Karina is difficult to say. It feels like he wants to faint right now. “apa.. both of you... have done..”.

“Mama calm down, Garda just as he does not admit anything. Nothing happened between the two of us yet. Well... arguably still virgin,” refuted Garda by weakening his tone at the end of his sentence. And everything he said was honest with nothing to hide in the slightest.

“Are you sure, babe?” tanya Karina made sure as she gently stroked the Guard's head affectionately. Clear liquid started to fill his eye pellets.

“Yes, of course, Ma,” says Guard full of confidence.

"Wait, wait!" Karina. Thinking hard while digesting the words of one of her twin sons is beyond reason. "you sure nothing happened between the two of you?" The guard nodded his head in response.

"It is impossible that both of you can marry without anything happening. Could it be elo or he's doing nothing, right?" refute Rega sharp.

"I'm actually the same as him not doing anything weird. Just a citizen misunderstood the time to see the two of us sleeping together in a patrol post," replied the Guard honestly.

"What?!"

With a little Guards forced to tell the chronology of the incident of his marriage with Qameella. Kontan alone made Karina and Rega shocked. Of course Rega was shocked, because what his twin brother married was his classmate. And strangely enough, the girl never told him at all.

There was no reaction Rega showed to respond to the Guard's ridiculous news. His face looks flat and cold. But in his heart there was a turmoil that made his mind uncomfortable. I don't know what that feeling is, nor does he know the answer.

*

Qameella cursed her own cell phone that suddenly lowbet and eventually died. She had not finished talking to her husband. Uh, husband? It feels good to hear that word. His age is still quite far reaching the number twenty, but already have a husband it does not make sense. The girl could not imagine how her parents and twin sisters would respond when they learned of this fact. The huft!

After picking up her phone, Qameella took a shower. He plans to contact the Guard if the battery is fully charged.

A few minutes running the ritual bath, continued to wear clothes and slightly polish the powder and lip gloss with lip color. I did not forget to spray my favorite perfume.

Checking the battery of his phone is quite a lot but not yet full. Then pull it out of the charging hole. Turned on phone. Open a list of contacts looking for a very familiar name. After contacting him, there was no answer. Qameella finally decided to send a chat.

When Qameella just set foot in the living room. Suddenly seeing the hurried-looking Qarmitha from the living room move out the door. Haven't asked her twin sister's back to disappear behind the door. Then he tried to chase. From behind a window in her house Qameella saw a red sports car that had been used to drive her home was perfectly parked in front of the gate. A smile is ready to welcome the arrival of the idol who is sitting behind the steering wheel.

The rush Qameella ran out worried would make the Guard wait a long time. How surprised the girl was when she saw Qarmitha who had gotten into the car, after the Guard had gone down to open the door for her. His steps stopped automatically. Wanting to feel stiff too.

The shadow when the Guard came to Qameella's school was about to pick her up. But sitting in the back seat of her husband's motorcycle, even Qarmitha. His heart was very sick considering the incident. Btw, that was when the Guard did not know, if Qamella and Qarmitha were identical twin brothers. Now the Guard knows everything. How could he betray the sweet promise he ever made?

Huhft! Qameella's heart was again wounded and sick. But it's not bleeding. He shook his head trying to shake off the bad thoughts about the Guard and Qarmitha. Unfortunately the result is nil. He can't lie to himself. Because everything he sees is too real and it's a real fact. His chest suddenly felt tightness could not help the heartache in his heart. Only tears escaped the corner of her eyes. Then it melts and flows through the gap under the minus glasses frame.

Oh my God.. Why do we have to do this again? Just now the heart of a happy servant embraces cheerfulness. But why, too soon did you seize it? Do you not deserve that happiness? Or is it too bad for the servant in Your eyes that the servant does not deserve to be happy? His inner wail was upon the Khalik.

Qameella squeezed the sling rope of her bag that crossed in front of her chest. Subduing his face by pursing his lips tightly so that the sound of his sobbing did not escape. But his chest was too tight to hold him back until he helplessly let him escape.

Wiping her tears rough with the back of her hand. Reversing the body to go back into the house. But after seeing his reflection from outside the window glass, Qameella was very sorry for his appearance that had been seen completely in vain. Finally he decided to go out of the house even without the Guard.

*

Garda did not think long when he saw a girl coming out of his house in-laws dressed neatly. Quickly getting out of the car greeted the person he missed so much. A little running around the front of his car. Then open the car door with a smile that they. Regardless of her sense of smell caught the scent of a perfume different from the body of the girl.

"Elo?" Qarmitha looked surprised at the sweet treatment the Guard had towards her. Without rejection the girl got into the Guard's luxury car happily. Then sit in the passenger seat next to the steering wheel. He will thank you after arriving at the goal.

The guard sat at the wheel and drove his car at a normal speed.

"Thank you, you want my anterin. Thank you very much anyway. You are my helper. It just so happens that I'm in a hurry..."

Sontak Garda stepped on the brake pedal of his car made Qarmitha surprised and did not continue his speech. The handsome man's face turned sour and furious with his hardened jaw. Both of his hands tightly gripped the handle of the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. In his heart he cursed his own stupidity which still lies between Qameella and Qarmitha.

"Damn lo!" sumpat Qarmitha was upset while hitting the Guard's left shoulder with his bag. "gue did not want to die silly. I want to live another thousand years. Lo dodol!"

The Guard snorted violently. The glint of anger in his eyes made the girl sitting next to him shudder in horror.

"Get out!" the voice of the Guard was weak but full of emphasis.

Qarmitha frowned confusedly, not understanding the intentions of the handsome guy who suddenly turned terrifying.

"Gue said, get out!" The Guard hardened his last words so that Qarmitha, the girl he did not want, would immediately leave his side.

With annoyance Qarmitha came out as well.

"Basic weird guy!" the curse while slamming the door of the Garda car is so loud that the sound of begebum.

The guard hit the handle of the steering wheel hard. Then rest his head on the back of the steering chair. Restoring his thick but tipped hair gripped him tightly, to vent his frustration at his insensitive self. Again and again he made a mistake recognizing people.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!" he screamed in frustration.