Twin Love Persons

It's Me (Part 1)

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Garda smiled happily, his grand plan worked and went smoothly. Inwardly he promised to make the best use of this opportunity.

The first thing to do is to enjoy what he has never felt. That is to live with Karina, and get the woman's affection. The woman who had given birth to him into this mortal world. But forced to separate because of the selfishness of Andika and Karina.

It has become commonplace, if a couple divorced. So the first people to receive the impact were their children. Andika and Karina are no exception. In this case, his victims were of course Rega and the Guard.

Does anyone admit their own mistakes? The answer is definitely nonexistent. Because they will maintain their individual opinions to win their egos.

Do they think about the fate of their twin sons? The answer again, no. Because, if they think about the fate of their children who were still small, it is certain that the divorce will never happen. Although in the end their hearts both feel the wounds of the divorce itself.

Far from Karina or Andika. There are hearts that are suffering greatly from the effects of their divorce. The Garda. Although Rega also suffers, there is at least one mother who will never be lacking in his affection. A mother's love also doubles as a father.

While the Guard, completely lost everything. The love of the mother who always poured out on him was replaced with the affection of a nanny. Is it the same taste? Of course it's very much different. Even though the mother caregiver does her job like a real mother. But it's not all the same.

Andika who was supposed to pour out her affection as a father, and should double as a mother suddenly swallowed by the earth. The man rarely returned home after his divorce from Karina. He busied himself with a pile of work that seemed never to end in the office. Forgetting his duties as a parent.

Sometimes he spends a little of his free time having fun with the women he hires. In the hope of forgetting his ex-wife who is still in love. But everything feels empty. Until now Andika still can not forget Karina completely. Not a single woman he met could replace Karina in her heart.

Slow sea Garda grew up to be a smart and clever boy. However, while sitting in elementary school many insults he received from his school friends. They always call her a maid. Because every school activity until the rapot, Mak Lela who always came to replace Karina and Andika.

At first the Guard was still patiently responding to their carelessness. But over time the limits of his patience ran out. Without saying another word, he immediately threw his fist into the face of one of his friends who had already met him.

Kontan, the poor boy fell on the floor of the school corridor. The boy's face was bruised and the corners of his lips were torn until fresh blood flowed.

Since then, Garda transformed into a child feared by his friends. No one dared to mention his family. Especially until they touch it again.

Entering junior high school, Garda began to get to know the world of wild motorcycle racing and per gang. At that time, he was officially a member of the ABABIL gang.

Because of the lunge of the Guard which is fairly adept at riding the iron horse. Until often won various kinds of motorcycle racing tournaments legal and illegal. And thanks to his fame he was elected as the head of the ABABIL gang. Replacing the chairman who has died from overdosing.

Given how cruel drugs are among the public. Especially in the world of teenagers who are very vulnerable to falling. The Guard, who is already the new chairman of the gang, gave a new mission, namely 'Say No To Drugs!'.

Therefore, he prohibited all members of his gang from touching the illegal goods. In addition to the will of the former gang leader, also for the future of all of them.

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Garda immediately laid his body on the mattress, of course, belonged to Rega. At the moment they are changing positions. His eyes closed as he breathed a sigh of relief. Then his eyes opened, veered with an ivory-white ceiling above him, towering from where he lay.

There was a stack of plans lodged in his mind. Plans to do from now until tomorrow before going home from school. Because the time of exchange of this position is only until the hour of school tomorrow.

Huf... The guard sighed again.

Not much different from the Guard who went straight into the room after school. Rega is like that too. The difference, his arrival was warmly welcomed by Mak Lela. Even the woman who had many folds on the skin of her face that opened the door for her. Instantly Rega froze his gaze was rubbed with the woman.

"Den Garda want to change clothes first, or want to eat right away?" bargain the middle-aged woman was friendly. "let me prepare now," he continued smiling kindly.

"Eh.. later... Mak, I want to go to the room first" said Rega hesitated. There is stiffness in his tone of speech. Yeah, it's a stiff guy Rega. And he was a little confused to answer that. Because when at home, he rarely interacts with anyone other than Karina. Only once did he speak when he needed them.

"Well, Den," the woman nodded in understanding.

Rega passed by to the Guard room.

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Next morning.

POV Rega (((((

Rega was closely guarded by executioners in all-black uniforms, complete with sunglasses. It's like the paspampres escorting the president. In their eyes the high school boy was the Guard. So they continued to accompany Rega until he entered his class. Not to act beyond their expectations.

"Ck!" his sizzling Rega was also treated like a prisoner. Reversing the body facing the uniformed executioners with an upset face. They immediately lowered their heads.

Until when will they follow me like a shadow? ask Inner Rega fret. In addition to being the center of attention, he is also uncomfortable with the existence of all of them.

"What's the matter young master? Is there something we need to do?" ask one of them.

"Nothing" he answered coldly.

Grab

Rega who had no preparation was shocked as well. With a sharp look in his eyes he turned his head towards the person who had embraced him.

"Woy, Bro!" greeting Ryan loudly as if to break the eardrum Rega.

Who is this, you know so well? Oh yea. They must be the Guard's gang boys. Rega thought as he saw another group of children approaching him.

"Still rich kid TK aja lo, take everything," seloroh Ryan quipped.

The four adults in black uniforms reacted immediately to Ryan's attitude. Rega soon banned it by coding hand gestures. They also do not squint.

"Hus! Not the son of Kindergarten Ling." continued Buchek justify. "but the president. What are your eyes, they look more like a group of Paspampres."

"What to do. I love it," Ryan chuckled.

Rega still did not say anything. But in his brain is trying hard to remember the names of friends and friends of the Guard at school also joined the ABABIL gang. He must not make a mistake so that this disguise is not uncovered prematurely. Armed with a memory in his memory, Rega recognizes them one by one.

"Eh, Mas-Mas executioner, already hand over aja bro Garda same us-us. Relax, this one boss doesn't have wings. So, don't worry about running away," Ryan actually took control. "yes, boss bro?" the stocky boy played his eyebrows up and down to ask for the Guard's approval which was actually Rega.

Rega was just stunned not to answer. Not because I don't want to answer. He was just at a loss as to what sentence he could use to answer Ryan. However, he was worried about mispronouncing.

"Sorry, Deck. That can't be. Because looking after the young master is our duty," said one of them politely.

"Ck, young master, young master of all. Kaya lived in the colonial era, aja," decak Tikeng was annoyed with their rigidity.

"But..."

"You better stand guard at the school gate. Don't embarrass me. I don't want to be the center of attention because of the presence of the four of you," break up Rega final. His tone sounded calm, cold and full of emphasis.

Ryan, Tikeng, Rombeng, Buchek, and Sonik gasped and were astonished to hear the Garda's words. Systematically and politely composed speech style is not Guard style. The leader of their gang was famous for his whimpers and slips. But they chose not to bother.

"Mas-Mas the executioner has heard what the young master said just now?" satirical Ryan.

The four bodyguards just kept silent while exchanging glances with each other in turn.

"Yes sono.. why is it still here?" Rombeng repel them while moving his hands like expelling a chicken entering the yard of the house.

Without permission Ryan and Buchek immediately embrace Rega's shoulders simultaneously. Bringing Garda kw into their classroom, located at the very end of the school corridor not far from the student bathroom.

Rega was surprised by the atmosphere of the class he had just entered. So rowdy and irregular. Almost his head was targeted by a bag throw that suddenly floated towards him. If it wasn't Sonic who managed to catch the bag that later belonged to Tasya. Students bully students in that class. Somehow his fate was then.

Ryan, who was most sensitive to the vagaries of the Guard's attitude this morning, still chose silence. Not speculating further.

"Woy, got eyes dong if throwing. Look who's close to getting hit" Sonic protests nyolot.

"Yes, don't have a brain? If I get my bro too, abis lo I relax," threatened Rombeng.

"Sorry-sorry, I didn't mean it" said one of the students. His face paled hearing the threat of Rombeng. After that, continue the action back.

Rega was concerned about the fate of the bully girl. His face does not make them feel sorry. This was his first time seeing the action of a bully directly before his eyes. Because at the school where he studied never heard or saw in person there was a case of bullying.

Ryan and his friends seemed ordinary to see such a situation. They used to see this every day. Until nothing is extraordinary.

"Stop!" rega's cry suddenly jolted everyone in the class. Stuck and frozen looking to the source of the sound.

No one dared to move from his place. Breathing should be released slowly so as not to cause a noticeable sound.

"Give me his bag. From today I don't want to see that girl bullied again. Both in front of me and behind me, point no comma!" rega does not want to be denied.

They froze in silence. But hurriedly moved as per Rega's request. They were actually made to fear the eyes of the Guard's duplicate bloke. Of course they are afraid because of the lunge of the Guard the leader of the ABABIL gang. If they do not comply immediately they can end this second as well.

"Why do you remember that girl anyway?" reprimand Fiola while writhing spoiled on Rega's right arm.

Rega shuddered amusedly as well as disgusted while brushed off Fiola's handrails from him. He was really not used to coming into contact with a spoiled and aggressive chick like Fiola. After all, he is not the type of woman who is welcome with all types of girls.

Fiola was astonished by the strange attitude of that duplicate Guard guy. But he tried to stay sweet in front of her.

"Usually don't care about girls. Ih, early in the morning has made people jealous," he continued still with his indulgence.

This is a stress girl, right? Why also use the show pepet-pepet I all. It's still early in the morning to make me look at this girl's behavior. The grouse of Rega. Then move away not interested in the complaints of Fiola who increasingly make the stomach nausea.