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"Bi," Garda looked down at the girl who was standing in front of his nose. His eyes were flushed with no power to restrain emotions. Emotions to vent his longing.
Qameella realized that the guy was really the Guard. Spontaneous she squandered in the arms of the man who had officially become her husband.
The Guards responded to Qameella's embrace more tightly, as if they did not want to let go forever. His right hand moved to caress the top of his wife's head. Also showered him with a lot of pecking there.
Slowly Qameella's shoulders shook with incisions heard the sound of sobs in the Guard's arms.
Garda pushed slowly on Qameella's shoulder, giving her distance to see her sad face.
Tears drenched on Qameella's cheeks with a flushed nose. His lips tightly clenched not the power of words. Only the sound of the sobbing glided smoothly.
Garda cupped his little wife's face with both palms. He led her to look at him too. The pair of dark netra now looked red and wet. He was no less sad to see it that way. Nor could he hold back the tears that also came out.
Hah, no one expected that a Guard, the leader of the notorious and highly respected ABABIL gang, could shed tears just an ordinary girl like Qameella.
Garda wiped Qameella's tears with his thumbs on his right and left cheeks. Quite unexpectedly, Qameella wiped the tears of her husband with her own hands. Then the two smiled brightly as if forgetting their sadness.
For a moment they were silent without a word. Their eyes looked at each other. As if representing their hearts to speak. How tormented they were to live far apart, without the usual encounters they had. Because both of their parents were in the way.
I don't know since when the Guard moved his face to leave no distance from Qameella's face. The tip of his nose touched the tip of Qameella's nose.
Without a fight Qameella looked resigned, as the Guard's hand aimed her face more up. Closer his lips touched his wife's lips until they stuck. And let a few moments there.
Afterwards, he turned away to look at Qameella's facial expression. The smiling Guard looked at the red hue on Qameella's cheeks. His thumb moved gently giving a warm belain.
"I miss you, Bi," she whispered softly.
"I miss you too" he said more gently.
"I love you," his sigh instantly grabbed Qameella's rancid lips. He kissed it soft and intense.
Qameella responded impulsively.
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Garda and Qameella sat on one of the benches in front of Class X, the first floor. Both of them did not leave the building immediately. Because they know, if they're outside this building, they have to be separated again.
A couple of lovers and husband of young wife were sitting side by side. The Guard embraces Qameella's possessive left shoulder. While his free hand grasped Qameella's right hand, by slipping his finger across his wife's hand finger. And put it on his lap.
Qameella rested her head on the shoulders of the Guard. Listening to the strange story of positional exchange is being lived from the guy by his side, while enjoying the gentle hand caress, moving up and down from the top of his head to his back.
"So, you're doing this on purpose?" Garda replied with a murmur accompanied by a slow nod.
"So far as I'm concerned, why are you silent about not saying anything to me?" qameella protested as she looked up at Garda furiously.
"That's because I'm playing Rega, Bi..." Garda pinched Qameella's cheek anxious. "kalo I immediately rich gini, did you want to spread the news tomorrow you are dating Rega? Or are you that rich?" he continued to show his jealousy.
"No, I might be rich. It's you, "it's a total quip.
"Kok so I'm Bi anyway?"
"Yes, you were once rich. Forgot it? Is it Mitha's way?"
The heart of the Guard was pinched instantly remembering his mistake first. And that guilt filled her tender feelings. Then rubbed his face rough.
"Yes sorry. At the time, I did not know you were identical twins. It's wrong for Mitha to not be frank with me, too" he defended himself.
"Basar guy, everywhere the same, cheating," he said pressing his last word while shifting his sitting position, giving distance so as not to get too close to the Guard.
But the Guard did not accept. With a single jolt Qameella came back to him.
"Cheat what the hell dear. Just khilaf doang, it's also just a little.." with the Guards' hilarious play his voice accompanied by the movement of his thumb and index finger in the air.
Qameella snorted in annoyance while turning her face to the side.
"Hey.. don't get angry," seduced the spoiled Guard. Pulling Qameella's face to look back at her.
Qameella pursed her lips forward two centimeters forward. Snorting asphalt.
"Beautiful, plis..don't get mad dong..." The Guard is still trying to persuade them to make peace. "You're angry I'm so sad lo. Moreover, conditions like this, we can not meet as freely as before."
Qameella flinched with the Guard's statement. His pair of clear eyes were wet and reddened after realizing the reality he and the Guard were in. His heart was sad to remember that this meeting was coming to an end. Gusti and Qarmitha were waiting for him to return home.
"Sorry," sizzled Qameella in the Guard's chest. "my hubby," chuckled lightly as he snorted.
The Guard was somewhat goosebumps with Qameella's movements on his chest. Make Rome's feathers rise from its slumber. Garda smiled happily while stroking his wife's hair. But hearing the last word Qameella said made her intrigued inquisitively.
"What's? Hubby?"
Qameella let go of her embrace, keeping her body away from the Guard. Then nod.
"Hubby, my hubby," said Qameella, sounding spoiled.
The Guard ruffled the top of Qameella's head in dismay. Then he took something out of his pocket.
Qameella frowned confusedly.
"This necklace is the dowry I gave you, when we were married at that time," added the Guard flaunting the object in the air. "but you returned when you asked to break up with me. At first I didn't know and was disappointed why you suddenly asked us to break up. That's why I try as much as possible to find out, also try to get close to you again. But baby, when we're really close. Our parents don't want to support our relationship."
"And today, I clearly say to you, no matter what happens we will always be together. Wherever you are, I will follow you like a shadow. I wish you could do the same. Because I can't separate from you."
Qameella's heart warmed to hear the Guard's sincere and earnest statement.
"You still want to be my wife, Bi?" ask Garda lirih.
Qameella nodded her head quickly.
"Yes, would. I want to be your wife. Until we age together. Until life is separated from the body. I want to remain your wife, hubby," she said with teary eyes.
The guard smiled with satisfaction. He also put a necklace in his hand on the neck of the Qameella level. After that they embraced warmly.
"I love you, Bi."
"Love you too, my hubby..."
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Gusti glanced at the clock that was coiling on the arm of his right hand. His forehead immediately wrinkled. Suddenly his heart riled to realize one of his twin daughters had not come out. Her other twin daughter was sitting on the passenger seat next to her. Even almost died of boredom, that's what Qarmitha complained to his father.
In addition, there were no more students leaving the school corridor. Most of them have gone home. Only a few remain, perhaps waiting for the invitation of those who arrive late. Or there are other things only they know.
The gate was closed by the school guards. Just leaving a little gap for people who pass by.
"Tha, try to check in, the clock is as early as Lala has not come out," said Gusti immediately responded decak annoyed Qarmitha. But the girl did what she was told.
Actually, Qarmitha is the most omniscient if ordered like this. What power, he had to obey Gusti's orders. Plus he was already very tired of waiting, wanting to go home soon. I don't know what's holding Qameella inside the school for ten more minutes. Of course, it inhibits the time to go home from school.
"There is something about Lala, until this hour has not come out, too" Qarmitha was not stopping to mengedumel, down the empty school corridor.
Suddenly Qarmitha's steps came to a halt. His pair of dark netra is patterning. Then squealing to reinforce his sense of sight. Worried he saw it wrong. However his eyes were still very normal, there was no problem at all.
Qarmitha gave a heavy snort when she was sure there was nothing wrong with her vision. Yes, she saw her twin sister hugging her on the bench in front of class X, with a guy in the same uniform as herself and Qameella. Exactly, that guy is a student of this school.
My God... Since when did Lala become that crazy? Qarmitha thought astonished. Then continue his steps to take a closer look.
Qarmitha. Then he realized he could not let the bad thing continue.
"Ekhm!" qarmitha deliberately hardened her dehemence so that the different types of couples immediately ended their embrace.
Qameella and Garda turned. As fast as lightning they broke into each other's arms. Both of them looked very surprised to be caught off guard by Qameella.
Owh, owh, owh... What the fuck is this?
Again, Qarmitha was taken aback. Maybe now you can say heart sport. Because the guy who was with his twin sister was a copy of the Guard.
"Lala? Elo why are you still here, wearing all the hugs again?" Qarmitha started to be angry. His eyes were very sharp and intimidating.
"My God Lala. elo has no eyes. He is Rega not Garda. Don't beat elo kangen with the Guard. Keep looking at the Rega who photocopied the Guard, you can do indecent rich earlier, so?"
"Elo again Rega, why also want to be invited to hug Lala? I mean Meella" Qarmitha lowered her tone in her last sentence.
Garda and Qameella looked at each other for a moment. Then he looked back flat at the fierce face of Qarmitha, who actually looked more jealous. Like a girl caught wet her boyfriend is cheating on her with another girl.
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Hi readers. until here first yes Qarmitha ngomelnya. The author wants to rest first while looking for inspiration to complete the episode of the story today. Sorry I haven't been able to update Crazy. God willing next time...
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