Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#4

Qameella gasped as Maryam suddenly crashed into her and then weaved her with tears. Of course the tears were happy over his conscious he was from a coma. But in his dazed condition not paying much attention to the woman who had given birth to him into the world, was roaring while kissing her cheek. While his wishful thinking is still looking for the figure of the Guard. I don't know why the guy suddenly disappeared without saying goodbye to her.

Gusti stood frozen behind Maryam. His mind was busy looking for the right sentence to say to Qameella. His heart pounded happily mixed to see his daughter back alive. Without realizing it her smile expanded at the corner of her lips. And his tears filled the eye pelukan, then hurriedly wiped as the clear water dripped down his cheeks.

Qarmitha and Tari scramble to hold the end of the bed at the foot of Qameella. Both of them tried to get Qameella's attention. Give them their best smile. Even though in reality the person in question is not too ngeh with them. Because they are still not one hundred percent aware.

Everyone was suddenly speechless when Qameella asked the Guard. Someone who has always been in Qameella's dreams and reality.

They also exchanged looks with each other. Confused to answer what. In addition, they have not been able to provide news about the Guard with the condition of Qameella who is still unstable like that.

"Darling, you just woke up. Don't think about it yet, yes," Maryam tried to calm Qameella into thinking.

Qameella stared with a questionable look.

Maryam tried to force her smile to remain fluffy, with tears welling up in her crib.

"The matter of the Guard we'll talk about later huh. You should rest first, so as to quickly recover," he added while wiping the back of Qameella's hand that was not stuck with an infusion needle.

"Why do you think Mama is talking now? How is it different from talking later? After all, now or later Mama keeps talking, right?" qameella began to wonder.

"Yes. Right darling. Mama just wants to make it right now, you just take a break, okay?" sahut Maryam attempted diplomacy. She knew Qameella would ask her husband after coming to her senses. But he could not imagine what happened after his daughter learned the real news.

Gusti rubbed his face rough.

Qarmitha and Tari try to agree with what Maryam said, in order to keep Qameella's condition stable.

"Ma... Guard is papa, right? Or did something happen to her?" qameella started to panic.

Facing that Maryam behaved as calmly as possible so that Qameella did not suspect.

"Not really, baby... Garda no papa," he quickly. "already yes, you should rest first. Don't think about the Guard yet, okay? There's Mama here who won you."

"Yes, La. I am also here nemenin elo," continued Qarmitha averted Qameella's gaze, until their gazes met.

"Hey.. I'm here for you too, Meel..." Dance does not lose.

Qameella smiled slightly.

"Father also follows," said Gusti awkwardly. Touching the head of Qameella. Until the owner looked up to see the man he called Father.

Suddenly Qameella's tears trickled down looking at the man. His heart was scared and scared because he had left the house without his parents' permission.

Gusti was surprised to see him cry, reflexes to tinker with his hands. Could it be that the touch was painful for Qameella? He glanced at his own palm. Worrying that something could hurt someone else.

Maryam hisses calmed Qameella.

"Shhhhh... calm down baby.I'm sorry Dad, I didn't mean to hurt you dear.." either was insinuating Gusti or just calming. Obviously Gusti was quite pinched with the words of the wife.

Qameella shook her head weakly.

"No. Not the wrong father. But Lala who can't be a filial child. Forgive Lala, Dad.." he said stammered, his voice sounded raucous.

Maryam looked at Gusti at a glance. He immediately cut off his gaze as Gusti also looked back at him.

Gusti was stunned and could not protest with his wife's cold attitude already going on these few days.

"Dad must still be angry with Lala, right? Lala can't be your pride. Lala always makes you disappointed. Make Daddy angry and embarrassed. Especially after all this had happened," Qameella tearfully as she said sentence after sentence. Several times he asked her to catch her breath on the sidelines of his pill cry.

"Sorry Lala, Dad... Lala is stupid. Lala's not as smart as the other kids. Lala also has no talent like Thatha..."

"Lala. enough, enough, you don't talk too much that no-no, son... Sh.h..." Gusti was sitting on the chair where Maryam had been sitting. The woman suddenly got up from her seat, gesturing Gusti to sit down.

Maryam took the initiative out of Qameella's inpatient room. He deliberately gave Father and son space to speak from heart to heart. Maryam came out not alone. On the grounds of foraging outside he invited two teenage girls who were also in the room.

Gusti stroked the top of Qameella's head. As a father, Gusti felt quite affectionate towards his two twin daughters. But there was still regret left in his heart. A regret that never seems to go away in his entire life. The regret that left the guilt on Qameella.

Could it be that Qameella would forgive him for his ego first? But he did not have the guts to admit it directly to the princess. As his daughter admitted her mistake and apologized to him.

"Pardon the Father who did not approve of your relationship with the Guard. There are many reasons to consider, my son."

"Lala knows, Dad. But you have to accept it because the truth is, we're married. And we have a witness."

Gusti bowed in silence and nodded slowly. Either agree with Qameella's statement, or else only she knows. What is clear is that his mind is currently branching.

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Every day Qameella always asks the Guard. But no one wants to open their voice. It was like something taboo to talk about. Hence every time he heard the question slid from Qameella's lips. They always divert with other topics of conversation. Herding Qameella forgot all about the Guard.

Today was exactly five days Qameella was aware of her coma. His condition looks better. The oxygen hose has been removed because it does not need the tool since the third day of his consciousness. Only the infusion hose still stuck in Qameella's hand.

Currently Tari and Qarmitha cannot accompany Qameella in the hospital. There is a daily review he said.

Qameella gave a slow snort considering that she had not been to school for a long time after the accident. He must have missed a lot of lessons. I want to go back to school like I used to. But with such a condition it feels impossible.

"After Lala recovers, Lala can go to school again like she used to," said Maryam when comforting Qameella.

The twilight seemed to be blushing on the horizon late afternoon, when Ryan and the gang's came to visit Qameella. They brought fruits to Qameella as a hand.

"How are you, Meel?" ryan asked, "is it better?"

"Udah is better," said Qameella lightly after nodding in assent. His eyes obscured the rows of motorcycle gang boys one by one. They sat down because of the limited space.

It felt like there was something awkward without the presence of Gardan among them. The most respected gangs. Qameella smiled faintly given the sometimes rancid and ignorant behavior of the Guard.

"Gue Seneng is finally better. I wish you could live your life better..." Ryan suddenly looked melodious. Not usually a hilarious guy who has always been a bully-an Garda material. His face was grim.

"Yes, may the spit be healed, Meel," Tikeng continued as he chuckled crisply.

Qameella smiled happily.

"Thank you for your prayers" he said.

"When did you get to go home with the doctor, Meel?" ask Rombeng.

"Gue doesn't know yet, Beng. Nyokap I also have not asked the doctor when," said Qameella honestly.

"Oh, hopefully deh elo cepet got home. Well, understanding in the hospital is not as comfortable as your own home," said Rombeng corroborated.

"Therefore," Sonic assures.

"Gue also apologized for not being able to protect you both that day. We lose contact with you two after the last inn" Ryan said.

Qameella tried to recall the pieces of events before the fateful incident took place. Due to her condition that was still recovering, Qameella had a bit of difficulty recalling it.

"Sorry, I don't really remember what happened after me and Garda moved in. Maybe I'm too sleepy, so..."

"Yes, I understand your condition, Meel. Especially after the gini accident. Udah, do not drain your mind to remember again. Later elo why else, we are the ones who bother," interrupted Ryan cut Qameella's speech.

Qameella nodded in agreement. Then noticed the expressions of their stingy faces used to look annoying, due to their silly attitude of eleven twelve with the head of his gang. But this time, their faces looked different. They looked grim, as if they were grieving.

It's only natural that they are like that. As a result of the accident he had with the Guard, they lost their chairman temporarily. Guilt for not being able to protect their gang leader. So that was in Qameella's innocent mind.

A moment of sudden silence. No one opens their voice anymore. Even if there were voices chatting, only a few of them with voices that were not loud but not slow as well.

"Meel, said Tari yesterday elo sempet koma, huh?" ask Buchhek to find out.

"He said so. I said I was in a coma for a week" replied Qameella.

"Well, long time, really," murmured Buchhek.

"Pantesan elo not nongol in kub.." Sonic speech deliberately hung, not even continued after getting the left right elbow. The man hurriedly covered his mouth, also slapping him silly while cursing himself.

Qameella who had already heard Sonic's words immediately asked for confirmation.

"What did that mean, Son? I'm not nongol in kub? Kub what?"

"No, it's okay Meel. Sonik liked to talk. So understandably if he sometimes eror is also rich in butut radio," Ryan said covering up a statement that Qameella could not yet know. Especially before entering the room, Maryam had advised not to discuss about the Guard in front of Qameella.

But Qameella is not a child who is easily lied to. He was already more mature and understood just to understand the intent of Sonic speech. In other words, Qameella is not easily lied to.

Qameella started to get suspicious of them. They seem to be hiding something. Like Maryam, Gusti, Qarmitha and Dance. Could it be related to the Guard? Why do they all always avoid when Qameella mentions about the condition of the Guard.

After Sonic spoke there was a noticeable change. Besides they become quiet and no one wants to talk anymore.

"Btw, do you know yet about the condition of the Guard? Have you met yet? Because I haven't been able to go anywhere. I honestly miss her," Qameella said solemnly, as well as luring them to give information about the Guard.

Could it be that Om Andika is still blocking the Guard from meeting me? Wasn't Charles the last time we were together, huh? Qameella's mind was filled with questions.

Their faces did not look happy and sad. But the tension and gloom they could not cover up for granted from the foresight of Qameella's eyes. No one dared to speak. They just kept quiet while exchanging glances. It was as if they were telling each other to say something.

"Ryan Keling," Qameella so completely called out the name of the guy who was still sitting on the chair near the patient's bed. The owner's name gasped.

"Click, I beg you to answer my question" he asked.

Ryan lowered his face, not daring to look at the face of the woman who was still the status of the patient.

"Ryan, plis..." Qameella couldn't stem her anxiety. "for a long time I didn't understand why everyone I asked about the Guard, no one wanted to tell me how he was. Is it the same with him?" his insistence while upholding his body.

"Now, you want to keep your mouth shut too? Remember, I'm still Garda's wife. So I deserve to know what's going on with my husband" she added.

"That's not it, Meel.. I.. I. mean we just don't want elo-why after knowing the news of Bro Garda," finally Ryan want to open his voice.

"Yes Meel, you're still sick. We're worried that you're telling me now that you're sicker" Tikeng said in support of Ryan.

But Qameella was stubborn. He would not give up until he got a definite answer.

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Sorry, the story hangs first. The author wants to get another idea. Also the head of the author is very good. God willing update immediately. Pray for a healthy author during this mager holiday.

Holiday happy. Happy nice day's.