Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#3

Hi... the readers... how is the testimony of Twin Love Season 2 (KCK_S2). 2 episodes perdanA yesterday? Not with the story line? Comments on below.

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Maryam's tears spilled when she learned Qameella had fallen into a coma. A beautiful woman who hardly ever shows her emotions under any circumstances. She always seemed steadfast by swallowing all the bitterness of her own life, so as not to become a burden to anyone, especially Gusti, her husband.

But not this time. Maryam showed her frail side to whoever saw her. He roared bitterly. His sense of helplessness and sadness mingled filled his heart and brain.

Maryam is furious at herself, who is not very good at looking after one of her twin daughters. Especially making him happy in his arms.

The shadow of the past suddenly flashed through Maryam's mind. Still fresh in her memory, how the cute little Meella should be snatched from her sling. He cried bitterly but did not dare to roar in front of anyone. He always strives to be strong, hoping that with the recovery of the household economy, they soon regroup into a full family.

Unexpectedly, history is repeating itself. The difference, if Maryam was once separated by her husband's stupid decision. There are no negative thoughts. But now? The distance that separates is not the city and the village anymore. Distance that can be eroded when missed each other. Except life and death. Two different realms. Nature separates all forms of relationships without exception. And not a single human being can penetrate that realm like in a magic game.

That's why he doesn't want to be separated again. If necessary at this time the fate of God must succumb to him, in order to be given the opportunity to hold his daughter back in a state of life as usual.

“All this happened because of you, Mas,” furious Maryam dared to blame Gusti, a person who had been very respected and obeyed all his decisions in every regard.

But, for this time the woman could not hold back, venting her disappointment and anger to erode her respect and obedience to the husband.

Gusti gasped to see the outpouring of emotions of women who had been a dozen years accompanying his life. Maryam had never once dared to refute him. Moreover, dare to be insolent to him even though as disappointed as any decision taken Gusti. The stunned man was still shocked by the change in his wife's attitude.

“If you want to be kind enough to bless their relationship, then all this will never happen,” he continued full of regrets. As much as possible to hold back the tears that had been urged out of the corner of his eyes.

“You used to throw it away once. Separate me with him. Now you want to repeat it? Are your eyes and heart able to see well, Mas?” Mariam purposely strafed Gusti with questions that persist. “until you do not see how great the sadness and suffering of our one child? Do you really have the heart with him so that you seem reluctant to give mercy to him?” the mother of two twin daughters paused her sentence, passing her prank which she was unable to hold, due to the tightness in her enormous chest.

“Or did you forget that our son has two? Or do you just remember your son is just Thatha? That's why you can understand every mistake. Ignoring the feelings of my other daughter. If so you are indeed evil Mas,” concluded lirih.

“What did you say Ma? Why are you accusing me like that?” Gusti doesn't want to be blamed.

“You think I'm not sad about what happened to Lala? I am his father, of course I am sad.”

“Heh,” Maryam laughs discordantly underestimate. “oya?”

“Ma,”

“I know what I've said it hurts your heart, Mas. But did you ever think that all your decisions and deeds did not hurt my heart and Lala's? No, right?”

Gusti was stunned and at a loss for words.

Unbeknownst to them, from behind a wall not far from where Gusti and Maryam had quarreled. A seventeen year old teenage girl, towards the age of eighteen a few months away. He is Qarmitha. The girl heard all the contents of their quarrel from beginning to end. The plan was to contact his gang friends about the condition of Qameella. But it was forced to be stopped after hearing the noise.

At first, he did not want to hear the other person's business and was about to leave. After all for what Qarmitha knows the affairs of others. She is not a typical gossip girl who likes to indulge other people's problems into public consumption. That's why he wanted to go to a quieter place.

But the voice of two people of different gender was increasingly familiar. Qarmitha never had his parents quarrel. Because of the mother's abuser nature, letting the father's ego always win.

It is not an illusion or delusion. But facts are not dreams. Too real to deny it. Especially after the names of Lala and Mitha, of course he realized who the names were. There is no reason to leave. It was a pity, he did not have enough guts to step closer to them. Especially breaking up their quarrels. Mitha was also sad to hear Maryam's words with tears accompanied by sobs.

Mitha's heart was slashed with grief. There was a pinch of guilt from the bottom of his heart. When accidentally snatching the boys who were once suspected of being his twin sister, Qameella. The last guy he almost took was the Guard. But not until dating. Because the Guard is a smart type of guy, it does not take a long process to be able to recognize which Qameella is really.

I don't know which demon possessed her to do such a bad thing to Meella, her twin sister. Though all this time Meella has never disturbed her love life. And willing to spend almost a lifetime because never dating. When an apology has happened, it feels free. Moreover, Meella is in a coma, not knowing when she will wake up from her subconscious.

The abandoned Gusti only froze looking at his wife's back which slowly drifted away and disappeared at the end of the hospital corridor. And from that day on, there was hardly any good communication between Gusti and Maryam. The woman always avoids Gusti. Chose continued to be on the side of Qameella who was lying unconscious. Never even went home to stay with the princess who was between life and death. All her needs, both change of clothes and food were all delivered by Gusti and Qarmitha in turn.

Maryam wished the first person she saw was her daughter. Then directly recognize and call him ‘Mama’. Honey, all hope is dashed. Because the person who first knew Qameella Siuman was not himself, but Tari, his only friend from his daughter's childhood. Also, that name

the first time he was not called himself. But Garda, the guy who has given Qameella his life color. Mary was not disappointed. Seeing her daughter open her eyes and realize from her coma is the greatest gift of God for her. Has given him the opportunity to improve himself in order to devote even greater affection to the princess.

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Qameella started to open her eyes slowly. I don't know how long his eyes have been closed in his sleep. Mind empty. His vision only stared at the silent white room. The typical aroma of the hospital was exuding to his sense of smell.

Where is this? Inner Qameella asked.

His pair of eyeballs moved to the right and to the left. Looking for something that I don't know, he doesn't know yet.

A second later his net caught a familiar figure. The one who has given color in his life, all this time there is only black and white. Standing beside his bed with a perfectly fluffy smile. He also smiled back.

“Garda,” muttered in a very weak voice barely audible. And trying to get up to embrace him. Honey, there's no great energy to help her stand up.

“Garda,” calls him again hoping the person he calls will help him get up. But in an instant the figure disappeared somewhere. Qameella was shocked. Buy her two beautiful eyes.

“Garda... Garda..” quietly trying to get up, chasing the person he loved so much. What was that his weak body power could not make him move in the slightest. Only a wisp of clear water burst out from the corner of his eye.

A man in a white suit with a stethoscope dangling around his neck, barged through the door of the inpatient room that Qameella occupied. Behind him was a woman wearing a nurse-style dress, also coming in. Noticing the man who works as a doctor, he immediately checked the condition of Qameella, after getting a report from the previous Dance.

Behind them were Gusti, Maryam and Qarmitha and Dance. They all seemed very enthusiastic about welcoming Qameella to wake up from the coma.

Maryam's unrelenting gratitude extends in her heart to the Almighty God. Has given his beloved daughter a chance to come back to life.

"Thank you God for your gift. My daughter can open her eyes again through her coma. May You give my daughter a long life and health" Mary wiped her face with both hands after giving her thanks in her heart.