Twin Love Persons

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The night continued to crawl up near midnight. Garda's motorbike was traveling at his usual speed. Not necessarily for anyone else. His name is also a motorcycle gang. Especially with his title as gang leader, Bro! Don't forget it. wkwkwk...

There was no definite purpose for where he should dock, to put aside his solitude. She could not continue to linger in her in-laws' house either. Because of the condition of his father-in-law who is still in shock because of himself who was so desperate to give news of his marriage to Qameella.

Any parent will be surprised not to be confused, if suddenly his virgin child is married to a foreign man whose origin is unknown without his knowledge and permission first. Moreover, the age of Qameella and Garda is said to be a smelly child. So it must be too early for them to get married and live a household full of twists.

Fortunately, the father-in-law has no history of heart disease. So, not until anfal. But if it causes unpleasant effects, it still does not bring profit also times!

In this terrible condition, the Guard will not return home. Because it's useless he was in a big house like a palace, if in reality like a haunted grave. Having a full parent is like an orphan

strays. Haduh.

Usually the Guard always runs away physically and inwardly injured by going somewhere. And only that one place gave him a sense of life as a human also provided comfort. Where else if not the ABABIL gang basecamp.

Since childhood, twins are born. Automatically have a brother who is the only one. At the age of seven, the Guard lost it. His longing will warm the family just a despair that does not arrive. Because until this moment he had not really felt the beautiful warmth of the family.

But God had other plans for the Guard to enjoy the family warmth. There are his gang mates who are noisy but never make it piqued. They've played an important role for that Leo guy. Falling awake in his life is always accompanied by those who are selfless to him. For this night until the following nights. Maybe until the school holidays are over he'll be alone. Because most of the gang members go on vacation by returning to their hometowns. Not anything alone is important to enjoy a sense of calm.

Qameella aka Bini? The girl he officially married. The person who made him become more

meaningful and better. For a while forget it first because the girl still has not forgiven him. Maybe tomorrow he will try harder to persuade her to reconcile again.

It did not feel like the Garda motorcycle arrived in the front yard of the ABABIL basecamp. A happy sparkle shimmered on his face. When a pair of brown netra saw a line of motorcycles that are very familiar has been parked neatly there. His smile was also widened happily. Because he is no longer alone.

Bucek, Akew, Tikeng, Rombeng and Keling aka Ryan hurriedly came out to welcome the arrival of the gang leader. Just by hearing the roar of his motorcycle they already knew the arrival of the Guard.

"Hey, Bro! When is elo-elo back? How did you tell me first?" the Guard protested while hugging them one by one after passing their style tos.

"Intentionally, we do not give elo news to make a surprise" said Buchek.

"Rese elo-elo on the same me. I went home to the village without me. Uh, now go back and say nothing. I'm rich in elo-elo jalangkung on, "the Guards' murmurs are upset by their behavior.

"Sorry, Boss Bro.." sidelines Ryan calming. "we are deliberately not talking to Boss Bro palkam, so that Boss Bro can stay with the same Mistress Boss, are not guys?" continue the guy who looks more contained it while raising his eyebrows in front of Buchek, Tikeng and Akew.

"Yoi.." said Buchek, Tikeng and Akew in unison.

"Alah, aja lo aja alesan on. Pake said I could be together with the Madam Boss all..," Garda smiled smugly.

"Udah, mending we just go inside," invited Tikeng who was directly approved by the Guard and others.

The formation of ABABIL gang members is not complete. They still live in their hometowns. But that's okay, the Guard isn't alone tonight. Being able to tell stories and joke with Buchhek, Tikeng and Akew feels very grateful. There were still people who cared about him in grief that could not be expressed to anyone.

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In the room, Qameella drowned in the English boy band's song 'New Hope Club feat Danna Paola' entitled "You Know Me Too Well". It feels touching to describe the condition of his relationship with the Guard.

I spend my weekends

Tryna get you off

My mind again

But I can't make it stop

I'm tryna pretend I'm good

But you can tell

(Good but you can tell)

You're right

I shoulda text you good night

I shoulda given more time

I wish I had've known this before

Now I replay our goodbye

But it wasn't a goodbye

And still hear your slamming the door

But you've had enough

You're screaming down the phone

"You don't know what you lost"

I say, "I'm fine"

I didn't care that much

But realize when you hang up

I messed this up

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Why does it have to happen to be rich gini anyway? I wish I wasn't blind jealous of the Guard. Maybe it didn't happen this way, right? Uh. kes de guge. Sorry in the heart.

"But, he's the one who's been outrageous, "he said suddenly with a slightly raised tone of voice. "try if he doesn't make me hurt eyes to heartache. Different times the story..."

Qameella recalled the events in the park this afternoon. His facial expression changed according to the atmosphere. Sometimes sad to remember when the Guard was in pain because of the blow received from a man who looked more like an executioner. Because of his high body posture.

Sometimes the girl smiled as the Guard expressed his feelings.

"Gue was actually kangen with him. But he has invited Thatha to hang out with Marong in front of my eyes. Who is not hurt, try to think for yourself, "the monologue is full of emotions. Then he hit his own bull.

Brakk!

Qameella gasped to hear the sound of the door of her room being forcefully opened by someone. He turned to the source of the voice. Turns out her twin sister who entered there was no morality.

"La, anyway elo should explain to me in detail the elo problem that has suddenly married the clumsy Guard," urged Qarmitha without stale bases. Then sit opposite Qameella.

Qameella only snorted long. He seems reluctant to say anything. His heart still hurt because it had already pierced him. But he could not express his frustration to Qarmitha. As a result he could only vent his frustration on the poor pillow. Squeezing both sides of the pillow on his right and left hand is quite strong. A dead thing that can neither complain nor fight.

"La, you hear me?" mitha's wrath stunned Meella from her daydream.

"Yes, look," she said coldly. Change his sitting position to lie down. Pull the blanket up to the chest. Then change his sleeping position to his back to Qarmitha.

"You can hear, yes let's tell you," whine Mitha impatiently. "not even rich gini beds."

"Gue sleepy. I want to sleep. If you want to talk there is still tomorrow," a cold answer that Qarmitha did not expect. And just made his heart goosebumps.

"What's? Want to sleep in a gini-rich condition?"

Qameella just kept quiet.

"Elo know what? Because elo is the same as the sucker is married, Dad became sick."

"Yes, I know!" answer Qameella flat.

"Keep elo..." Qarmitha hung up his words.

"What?" for the first time Qameella raised her voice on Qarmitha. He just turned his face to stare at his twin sister.

Qarmitha was startled, raising next to her eyebrows. Speechless too.

"Gue wants to sleep. Can you please come out now?" he said repeating, deliberately banishing his twin sister subtly.

"Ih, really lo?" Qarmitha stood beside Qameella's bed. He doesn't want to argue at the moment. Because he knew Qameella's current feelings weren't easy.

Elo is even more destitute of me. Qameella's inner grouse.

Qarmitha stomped one of her feet on the floor venting her frustration. Reversing his body forcefully facing the room door was about to move out.

"Don't forget to close the door again" Qameella said without getting out of bed.

Qarmitha snorted in annoyance while looking at her twin sister on her bed. With a heavy heart he obeyed his command, closing the door rough until the sound of debauchery sounded.

Qameella closed her eyes as the sound pierced her sense of hearing. Then a rude snort drove out his discomfort in the heart.

I want to feel crying. But his eyes were too tired to let out that clear liquid. After all, her tear stock seemed to have remained a little. Because her tears are dry now.

O Lord... Until when should the servant bear the burden on the heart of the servant? Why is it always repeated pain that the heart of the servant suffers? Why, why God? Can't I taste the sweetness of true love in peace? Enjoying the beautiful feeling of being loved and loving also having each other? inner lamentation Qameella shriek.

Qameella changed her position to supine. His face looked up at the ceiling of his room.