Twin Love Persons

Twin Brother

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Metropolitan Mall

The atmosphere in the restaurant looks Qameella, Qarmitha and the gangs are not too crowded. There are some tables that look empty. And only the table they occupied was the most full. The rest is only one or two customers who fill other tables randomly.

Occasionally Qameella glanced uneasily at the table occupied by the lovers, indicated Garda and his new girlfriend. Four tables from where it is. They looked very familiar and shamelessly exposed public affection by linking hands on the table.

His eyes heated up looking at the sight that could only damage the heart and mind. Tears are ready to come down, but they can still be held back. His heart suddenly churned with ripples of anger. Like a time bomb ready to explode at any moment.

The walls of Qameella's heart were almost broken every time she heard the words of provocation from Qarmitha and the gangs. Though he has repeatedly explained that the guy there is not the Guard. His twin brother, Rega.

None of them believed Qameella's words. Especially Qarmitha who looks very angry, as if he is the one who became the victim of cheating. Her twin sister and her three best friends would not believe it before the Guard and Rega stood side by side in front of their noses.

"Uh, when did the Guard get here, La?" Qameella flinched from her daydream upon hearing the reprimand from the impatient Qarmitha.

"Hm. Maybe.bare again time, Tha," he said hesitated. "maybe again stuck jam times. He was late."

"But this has been too long from elo's phone. Fear it's people on the run before we move," said Qarmitha gusar.

Qameella was silent, unwilling to respond.

"Eh, La. How long will it take for her to come here?"

"Fifteen minutes," he answered honestly.

"Huh, lags. You should have given him ten minutes. Why fifteen minutes? Don't give me an hour. Let the long bejamur you guys," grunted Qarmitha sarcas. "Ah, you're too soft to be a person. Elo should be more assertive with him. Let's get all kapok."

"Pity him, Tha. He's at the ABABIL basecamp. You will know the distance from the ABABIL basecamp to here is far too. If I follow your advice, continue if until yes, amit-amit deh, nothing happened to Garda because of chasing time here. Who wants responsibility? That's elo?" kilah Qameella. Making Qarmitha unable to wart.

In a different place. Garda was stuck in traffic because there was a traffic accident in the middle of his journey to the Metropolitan Mall. He clucked resentfully and condemned a condition that did not match his expectations. In his heart he kept praying that he might arrive at the appointed time. But in these circumstances it is difficult. Can only resign and continue to pray while trying as much as possible to bring the speed of his motorcycle through the traffic jam that is slowly starting to break.

Again, the Guard had to hold back the anger because it had passed the appointed time. Over twenty minutes he had just arrived in the basement of the Metropolitan Mall. As much as possible he ran like a madman splitting the crowd inside the four-story building, having managed to park his motorcycle well.

There was no time to wait for the elevator to open. Then he climbed a fairly crowded escalator visitors also use it. Impatiently he passed them would of course have to care for his complexion when the curses did not wear a stop for him.

Arriving on the second floor, his eyes continued to search, combing every food court, accessories booth, and clothing stores lined the floor, until the corner could not be separated from his supervision. Occasionally pay attention to the screen of his phone, observing the share loc that Qameella has sent earlier.

Stupidity with the gazes of people who find it strange or disturbing. The Guard really doesn't care. Tired is not felt. Only one was currently perched within his brain. That is immediately finding Qameella in order to improve their relationship that is like a kite break up.

Suddenly his phone rang. He quickly touched the green button icon.

"Hello, Bi,"

"Hiks, huhuhu.." there was a crying voice accompanied by a sobbing across there. Sontak Garda panicked while continuing to find where the puja is.

Until! His inner self cheered as he actually arrived at the intended restaurant.

"Bi, where are you?" the net combed every corner of the restaurant.

"Gar, motherfucker! I hate the same elo," said Qameella sadly still crying.

"Well?!" The garrison shriveled in shock as well as did not understand. Then his net saw the back of a girl wearing a housekeeper uniform Kesengsem Love Twins. It was written on the girl's back. And, he knew very well who that girl was. Yes, she is Qameella.

Five minutes earlier.

"Look, they've been eating!" sarah surprised them all.

"Oh, how is this?" qarmitha asked confusedly by herself.

Yasmin, Amelia, and Sarah sniffed each other's shoulders while pulling their lips up, with the neck of the windpipe to the left and both palms looking up. Qameella did not show a meaningful reaction.

"There's no news yet of that brat, yet? I mean the Guard," Qarmitha immediately clarified her question upon seeing the look of not understanding her twin sister.

Qameella shook her head weakly. The sign had not heard anything from the person who had been waiting for him.

"So, let's tell them to go?" ask Amelia gnash.

Qarmitha immediately got up from her seat. While others are asked to remain in place using only the movement of his hands. Then we headed to Rega's desk. I don't know what the girl was talking to the couple.

Qameella stared at the nanar of their interactions the six. Other visitors also watched.

In the bottomless turmoil Qameella stood up. Move slowly and then clear one name. The ringing tone is heard. Again, the man's cell phone that is now in dispute with Qarmitha rang. Interrupting then,

"Hello, Bi," the voice across there sounded tired interspersed with heavy breaths.

Qameella was crying bitterly because the guy was really the Guard. His thunderous steps managed to deliver up in front of a guy who was really very similar to the Guard. There are six steps left to get to her desk. Their eyes looked at each other.

The guy looked at Qameella confusedly as he stuck a flat object in her ear. His forehead was furrowed with eyebrows that were clinging to each other.

"Meella, elo?.." The guy hung up his question.

"Gar, motherfucker! I hate the same elo," said Qameella sadly still crying.

Qarmitha suddenly pulled his collar, staggered to follow the pull of his clothes. Yasmin, Sarah, and Amelia intervene. Holding back his powerful punch, roso like a porters energy was ready to land on the handsome face of the guy. As much as possible to calm their friends who almost pulled out the horn (hehehehe. wife yes, because too angry). What bar-bar attitude of Qarmitha if angry.

"Patience, patience, patience, Mith.." they choked almost simultaneously.

"What the fuck?" the man asked furiously while jerking Qarmitha's hand from her collar.

"Bi," Qameella's eyes puffed up as the voice called out to her so closely. His body suddenly stiffened as his shoulder was touched by that person's hand.

"I'm sorry I came late" he said regretfully.

Kontan Qameella turned stiffly to face the man. Her tears grew even more as her netra looked in disbelief at the figure before her eyes.

"Bi.." she squeaked with a breath that was still trying to regulate it to become more normal.

Unexpectedly Qameella even hugged the person. And crying so on the chest of the guy.

Sarah nudged Qarmitha's shoulder. Then it pointed towards Qameella and a guy with his chin. Amelia and Yasmin followed their heads.

They all snorted in surprise when they saw who the guy Qameella was hugging was. Suddenly Qarmitha's face paled as her eyes rubbed with a man who almost dianiaanya. The girl scratched her non-itchy head while grinning the horse which made her look like a fool.

"Silly!"

A person in a black suit came over to them. And immediately reprimanding.

"What's this about? Why are you guys making such a fuss here?" Sarah, Amelia, and Yasmin were stopped by the man. He seems to be the restaurant manager.

The confused Guard was also happy that Qameella was finally willing to forgive him. Anxious he showered a kiss on the top of Qameella's head while returning her arms tightly.

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After the restaurant manager was done. Of course with the Guard-style negotiations that made the man immediately understand. The seven of them sat together at one table.

Rega's jaw hardened with anger because of Qarmitha's childish attitude. His sharp eyes intimidated the girl who was now sitting in front of him being limited by the long table between them. While the one who was stared down his face was afraid and embarrassed because it was wrong target.

Next to Rega is Garda and Qameella. He deliberately put the girl by his side so as not to go anywhere. Until his fingers were associated with Qameella's fingers. In front of her were Sarah, Yasmin and Amelia. The three of them showed a guilty look and were ashamed of their own results.

"Now do you believe that the Guard has a twin brother?" qameella's search broke the silence between them.

"Yes," they said compactly while nodding their heads in unison.

"He, Rega," Qameella pointed to the guy who was still flinching at his position. "our schoolmates are too."

"Well, how come I've never seen it?" luh Amelia Sok best knows all the students in her school.

"He-hm. I've never seen it before either" Sarah continued.

"Lo know where he's from with our schoolmate, Meel?" ask Yasmin curiously.

"Yes, I'm the same class as him" he explained.

"What?" Sarah, Amelia, and Yasmin were shocked.

Suddenly Qarmitha recalled meeting a guy who looked a lot like the Guard. And with his pd called him 'Silver Sister'.

"What?" pekik Qarmitha was surprised while staring in disbelief. When I realized it turned out that the guy was not the Guard. Except the guy in front of her eyes, Rega.

"Yes, this is real me. I'm with Rega twins. But since childhood we both lived apart because I nyokap bokap divorce," said Garda.