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Qarmitha was forced to endure her sleepiness. Introgated by Gusti and Maryam. Like a criminal who must answer a series of questions thrown by both parents in turn.
"Don't, Dad. Why is it that my father is fighting Lala with the Guard? They are married. Sin you know, if you take their father misahin," said Qarmitha relaxed.
Speechless wrestling.
Maryam did not dare to speak.
Without permission, Qarmitha breezed into her room.
Gusti and Maryam just grunted heavily at the behavior of her daughter.?
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Dance cannot sleep. The girl just moved restlessly to the left and to the right in turn. His thoughts were only on the Guard and Qameella. Either be happy or regret helping them escape. Although Gusti has not asked him many questions, but feels cornered and blame him.
Both of his parents also acted as if hostile to him. Although the initial intention is good, in the end it does not bring good luck. Moreover, Andika has spread all his men to track the whereabouts of Guard and Qameella.
"Hufthlh..." Dance exhaled heavily. "hopefully you two can survive. You can find a good place that can bring happiness to you. Aamiin," he prayed expectantly.
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Qameella and Garda were already inside the new inn room. The place Buchek recommended. The inn belonged to his uncle. It doesn't take long to check in here. Because Buchek has confirmed it first at the reception.
The guard immediately asked Qameella to rest in bed. She chose to sleep on the sofa near the bed. He accidentally didn't sleep with Qameella. In addition to just in case of fear of something unexpected happening while they sleep. Also in order not to disturb the rest of Qameella who already looked exhausted, followed him guerrilla looking for a safe place.
Tomorrow is the day that Qameella and I can live together, without anyone interfering with our relationship. Thought the Guard glared far into the world there.
The Guard imagined that he would be the husband in charge of Qameella. He will work hard to earn money. Buying a house, though not as big as a palace. After that, they will have cute kids. And live happily until the end of life.
A bright and wide smile fell on Garda's lips in light of his future plans with Qameella. It was Qameella who was lying on the bed. His eyes were closed with regular breathing.
He was sleeping apparently. The inner whisper of the Guard smiled slightly. Then follow
close your eyes, dissolve in the cradle of dreams.
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Andika's men are still looking for the Guard. Every corner and corner of the city they have explored. But the existence of the Guard has not been able to end.
At the same time in the ABABIL basecamp. Ryan and his friends are still worried about the condition of the Guard and Qameella. They did not feel relieved until the young couple reached their destination.
They hoped that the Guard and Qameella would be able to reach the Guard's grandmother's house soon. Because the old woman will give them protection. Even Andika will not dare to disturb their comfort when it is under the supervision of the grandmother.
"Ling, do we need to escort them there?" ask Rombeng.
Ryan thought for a moment before answering.
"Gue thinks Bro Garda doesn't agree that we're intervening with their problems" Ryan said, recalling the Guard's message before they split. "because he's willing to come to us, so that they don't have to interfere in their affairs."
"But Ling, I'm worried about the Guard. Understandably people have a position also a lot of rich money he. There is no way that he stayed silent, sitting with him after his son he could not track," argued Tikeng who knew very well the character Andika.
"But we've hidden him in a faraway place" Ryan said.
"Well, rich elo do not know the power of the Guards. His men are many, sadistic again," Sonic sergeant. "gue reckon the Guard can not necessarily pass tonight. And I feel sorry for Meella, the innocent boy, the rich calm was invited to mess with the Guard. It was a bini man. The Guard's responsibility is to take care of him. I was just aja kalo bokap the Bro Guard until their misahin in the middle of the road. I just want to be the same girl. And can't be too happy how he'll be."
Finally Ryan agreed to the request of his friends to always be close to the Guard. Although they are also guerrilla so that their existence does not disturb a pair of teenage brides who may currently they are indehoy.
Ryan gave his comrades the command to move, towards the inn where the Guard and Qameella were on their motorbikes.
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Gusti and Maryam could not sleep until dawn. Full night they find out the whereabouts of one of their twin daughters, who suddenly goes nowhere.
All of Qameella's schoolmates are called by Gusti and Maryam in turn, in search of Qameella's whereabouts. But the result is nil. No one knows of his existence. Including Dance, the last person with Qameella.
Gusti fell silent sitting at the end of the long sofa. One hand was left to hold his chin. While one hand is busy flipping through flat objects commonly used to communicate in origin.
Suddenly his heart was pinched after hearing the words of Qameella's schoolmates. They were not familiar with Qameella. Qameella rarely communicates with her schoolmates. Because Qameella is often alone in the library, or when there is no task she sits alone in the back garden chair of the school. Compared to sitting and hanging out with classmates.
Then Gusti can conclude, if all this time Qameella had no close friends at school, other than Dance. He remembered the words of Qarmitha
"When do you want to stop Lala? Anything should follow father's talk with mama. Lala must obey, be devoted, report any ngelakuin anything outside the house, already similar guests who come must report to rt 1 X 24 hours. But... does it have to be that way? Poor you know, our teenage years are only once in a lifetime. If not now we enjoy, when else? You want to wait for us to get old, okay?"
"Tha...β Qameella's voice was heard whispering.
βLa, elo is not a baby who is always protected. I know what you want, because I can do without elo talking directly to me. I know that you are not comfortable every day just struggling with library books that memgebosenin it to keep elo values remain stable. But the reality is not in accordance with your expectations because the students in elo class are smarter than elo. And I know the reason elo do not admit all that to ignore the pleasure of elo. I just want to be happy with my mom, right? Make my unruly mistakes. Aye right?"
Gusti let out a long breath. His mind is too messed up right now. His eyes felt a bit. Massaging his own nose. Then lean his back against the sofa. He turned his face towards the lamp that hung on the ceiling of the living room.
Mary was busy with her own thoughts. I admire her stupidity as a mother. It is not good to take care of Qameella and Qarmitha well. Both of them always make their heads dizzy in different ways. But Qameella did not make him too tired. His daughter tends to hardly ever irritate him like Qarmitha.
But once made a mistake as if making all organs of Maryam's body dislodged from its place. He did not expect Qameella to have so many unexpected surprises. Qameella has not yet returned. Has Maryam failed to educate Qameella? And the truth is yes.
No, no, not a failure. More precisely the lack of attention on Qameella. Because I think Qameella can take care of herself. All this time his attention was only focused on Qarmitha. He always ignored the feelings of one of his twin daughters. When Gusti pressured Qameella to continue to follow his will. Maryam closed her eyes. Though she knew Qameella was asking for help with a helpless look directed at her.
Even he followed Gusti hostile, after the dinner incident. His heart ached considering the sadness of Qameella who always cried silently in the room.
If only she could turn back the clock, Maryam wanted to embrace Qameella's fragile body. Maybe none of this needs to happen.
If only he could use his maternal instinct, then speak from heart to heart with Qameella, maybe the story was different to the present.
If, if, and if... Maryam can only imagine. It's totally useless. I can only regret it after everything that happened.
Maryam was crying bitterly.
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The Guard had to wake Qameella who was still asleep in her sleep. Because Andika's men managed to track their whereabouts.
It didn't take long for Qameella to wake up from her sleep. And the girl was nimble enough to follow every move of the Guard.
The couple immediately checked out from the inn. With the motorcycle Garda riding Qameella go splitting the glorious day of the morning.
Qameella purposely tightened her embrace on the waist of the Guard, to neutralize her body temperature amidst the cold morning air.
The guard smiled broadly at Qameella's pair of hands hugging her possessively. Heart warms. Her body temperature was warm in Qameella's arms.
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At half-time eight in the morning. Garda pulled over the motorcycle he was riding in a simple food stall on the side of the road. After previously filling up gasoline in one of the SPBU through it. They will fill the already starving stomachs in that place. Before continuing their long journey.
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