Twin Love Persons

Please, Don't Go (Part 1)

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Twelve o'clock at night.

Geck!

Geck!

Brak!

Brak!

Brak!

The sound of knocking on the door was loud and loud, and deafened the ears of the owner of the house. Then it continued to be a powerful blow as if it wanted to knock down the wooden door that fenced Gusti's house.

Inevitably Gusti and Maryam were forced to wake up from her deep sleep. I don't know which prankster has been bothering them in the middle of the night blind flat like this.

Without flinching from her bed, Qarmitha simply clucked in annoyance while covering her ears with a pillow. Then continued his sleep.

Gusti gasped to see a group of people in black suits standing firmly in front of his door.

"Who are y'all? What business do those nights interfere with our rest?" ask Gusti gusar.

Taps! Taps! Taps!

The sound of pantofel shoes rubbed against the terrace floor of Gusti's house. Without the command of the men in uniform it opened a line with half-bent bodies. It was as if giving way as well as saluting someone who was walking closer.

Gusti squinted his eyes, sharpening his dark netra. Then he was shocked half to see who was the person who was standing firmly before him.

"Andika?" hissing slowly.

Andika grinned with an understated slanted lip.

"Would you come flat-blind night to a lowly man's house like mine?" sindir Gusti mengeledek Andika's self-esteem so high. Probably surpassing the height of the seventh heaven.

Gusti still remembered every word Andika said at the family meeting at that time. How the man humbled him with various insults that were difficult to accept his heart. His mind was very hurt at the time.

"Hm. You don't get pretentious about my coming here" he said. Then a cynical grin. Gusti knitted his brows disliking.

"I had to come here, to find my son, the Guard."

Gusti displays a dismissive back smirk.

"So, you think my daughter took your son away?" Gusti chuckled softly. "doesn't that sound excessive? Or do you like to make jokes?" he continued to strike back. Seems pretty desperate to hit the mark.

Andika snorted in annoyance, with an angry look. It seemed like he wanted to attack Gusti with one fist. But urung, letting his hand float in the air. When the sound of Maryam's cry was accompanied by the presence of Qarmitha, enough attention was given to Andika.

The arrival of Qarmitha really caught Andika's attention. He saw the girl coming while rubbing her still sleepy eyes, also yawning like a person who just woke up. In his eyes, that girl was Qameella. The girl who he said had officially become the wife of the Guard. Because his face is very similar. Nor does it know that Qameella and Qarmitha are a pair of twins.

"You?" Andika was stunned with a look of shock.

Why is this girl home? Then, where's the Guard? Thought confused.

"Hoah... What's the matter, Ma, Dad?" ask Qarmitha with a sinless face. "noisy rich nights gini disturb people again sleep aja. It's not good for the neighbors, either" he continued in a satirical tone.

"Hi, where are you hiding the Guard?" todong Andika without further ado.

Qarmitha just frowned in wonder. Then raise his shoulders indifferently.

"You don't play me, little girl," Andika tried to remind with an intimidating look.

"I'm sorry, Om. We don't have any relationship anymore. Moreover, Om continues to be accompanied by the Guard using all body guards. How can we keep a relationship, if so?" qarmitha answered with half the right answer.

"Kalo Om can't believe please just go inside, search my room," he continued as if challenging Andika.

Gusti and Maryam looked at each other. Surprised by the bold pretentious attitude Qarmitha showed. In addition, they do not understand why Qarmitha pretends to be Qameella.

Qarmitha did know exactly how the condition of the Garda and Qameella relationship, although Qameella did not tell it directly. But he can see with his own eyes all those things. And the other half is free. He wanted to protect Qameella.

Andika glanced sharply towards her body guard. Implied great fury seemed to light up in both corners of his eyes that were as sharp as an eagle.

Suddenly those who were glared immediately lowered their heads in fear. No one shakes a single one. Until Andika gave command only one hand shake. Go away without permission.

After their departure, Gusti looked questioningly at Qarmitha. But the girl immediately took a thousand steps while putting on her sinless face, pretending nothing had happened before.

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In the inn room.

Garda and Qameella were lying in different places. The sleeping guard curled up on the sofa that was inside the room. Qameella was sleeping on the bed.

Two hours ago

After celebrating Garda's birthday at the inn garden, the couple returned to their rented room.

"Gar, uh. hm.," Qameella seemed hesitant to convey her heart.

The guard stared at Qameella without blinking. Waiting for the words that his wife will say until it is finished.

"Hmm...what?"

"Sori-sori..." Qameella bit her lower lip. Worry is clearly visible in her clear eyes. "so for that, I don't want a gift for you."

Garda glanced at a paper bag located above the bedside nightstand. As if knowing the purpose of the Guard's eyes. Qameella hurriedly explained,

"Ah, that's actually a gift that I deliberately prepared for Rega," he deliberately weakened Rega's name so that the Guard was not too offended. In reality, the man was offended by jealousy.

In Qameella's heart cursed her own folly. Because it still brings birthday gifts for Rega. Why did he not think to leave it to Tari.

Haishh... regret now you are not useful! You stupid, insensitive! inner Qameella was upset by herself.

"I'm sorry, that's because of my birthday show Rega. While you are not. So, I thought you didn't need a gift from me. You'd want Fiola's fiancee..."

The plot!

The Guard touched Qameella's forehead until she complained of pain.

"Who said I didn't need it? Not just your gift. But I also need you to make my damping my whole life. Is that a time of insensitivity?"

"The matter of Fiola, it's none of my business. Because all this is Papa's plan."

Qameella just lowered her face while rubbing her forehead which was still painful.

"Still sick?" asked the gentle Guard, stroking Qameella's forehead dear. He felt guilty for being rude to Qameella.

Qameella shook her head in response.

Suddenly the Guard grabbed Qameella's shoulder, drowning the girl's thin body in his arms.

"Sorry," he said slowly.

Qameella squeaked in shock, then froze in the Guard's arms.

"I don't mean to hurt you" he added regretfully.

Qameella returned the Guard's embrace. Drown his face on the chest of the Guard field.

"You don't have to feel rich guilt about me. My man is not papa..."

"Bye..." The Guard loosened his arms, pushing slowly on Qameella's shoulders until distance was created.

Suddenly the Guard remembered something. He quickly felt all the pockets of his clothes up to the pockets of the material pants he was wearing at the moment. Finally he found what he was looking for.

"Actually for me, gifts are not very important. But you're important to me. If there is any problem hehehe..." Garda chuckled seductively. "whis is it, I'm just joking around, don't take it seriously."

Qameella just smiled wryly. Observing the Guard's hand movements as it opened a small square box of clear white like crystal.

"Bi. I may be late in giving this wedding ring to you. Because I bought it after we did kabul ijab that morning. Well, even if it's too late, I hope that our love stays attached" Garda took a ring that was in the small box, pinning it on Qameella's right ring finger.

A bright and sincere smile fell on Qameella's lips. Haru also dyed his heart.

"sorry. I can't be a good husband to you. I still can't make you happy. To be the perfect wife as you and I expected. Because the relationship is also our condition that still does not get the blessing of our parents."

"But you don't have to worry, because I will never get tired of defending our marriage so that it will last forever until death separates our bodies" said the Guard full of confidence.

"Sstt!.. What the hell are you talking about, Gar?" Qameella covered Garda's mouth with her right index finger. Shaking their heads with worry.

"Don't speak of death all ah, serem knows its horror" he asked.

The small smiling guard. Then he put out one hand. Codes for Qameella to do the same.

Qameella also wears a wedding ring on the right ring finger of the Guard. After that, the two smiled happily.

"Funny yes, you're the birthday one, but you're the one who loves gifts, too" Qameella chuckled lightly as she lowered her gaze, staring at the wedding ring on her ring finger.

Guard pulls Qameella's waist. Close their bodies until there is no more distance.

Qameella raised her face, looking at the Guard with a questionable look.

"As I said earlier. I don't need any gift, because it's not that important compared to your presence, Bi."

Their eyes clashed and locked.

"What if the card is replaced the same," said the ambiguous Guard. Qameella frowned confusedly. Trying to digest the word 'it'.

"That?"

Without the Ba-bi-bu Guard lowering his face. Until his lips are fixed to the lips of ranum Qameella. Just sticking, there was no other movement that the Guard made. While Qameella froze, barely forgetting to breathe.

A pair of eyes with their lashes widened in shock of a sudden attack.

As there was no resistance from Qameella, Garda rewinded his face, and spaced two inches apart. Her net looked inside Qameella's dark net. He wanted to see the reaction of the rejection to his wife. But there was no reaction that he showed.

With impulsivity the Guard came to its own conclusion. Pushing slowly Qameella's body lay in the middle of the mattress. Put yourself on it. Peppering lips ranum Qameella greedy. Until the owner almost lost.

Amidst their hot activities, suddenly there was the sound of their room door being knocked on by someone. At first it sounds ordinary. But over time it gets faster and impatient. It's annoying for the Guard of course. All sorts of swear words were uttered to insult the person behind that door.

Garda was surprised after opening the door of his inn room. Instantly he stared with a pushy look.

"Who, Gar?" search Qameella sat up, tidying her hair and clothes that were messy because of the actions of the Guard.

They are the children of the ABABIL gang. Once they all come in and sit on the couch, and the places they can sit. There was no exception for the bed that the Guard and Qameella would sleep in.

In haste Ryan and other friends provide the latest information about the Garda birthday party, as well as the movements of Andika alternately.

The atmosphere suddenly felt tense as they arrived after they spoke. Worry and fear settled in Qameella's heart. Until the girl just wanted to give up. But the Guard continued to try to convince him to keep going all the way without hesitation.

As a result, Garda and Qameella continued their initial plans. Because the existence of the two of them has been sniffed by Andika's men. So Garda and Qameella were forced to move to another inn, which was further away. And to remove their tracks using Ryan's bike. While the metic motorbike used by the Guard, will be returned to Dance by other ABABIL gang members.

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Sorry yes, the author must write a seemplit story, seemprit because the author's condition is less healthy. And the effect of the drug is drowsy. So, please the readers want to be patient and understand the author's condition...

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