MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
#Episode 38's. Vero, The Body Guard

*Azhar

He came out of the house of a girl named Mala with mixed feelings. He who was a little upset with the behavior of one of the twin girls named Marwa, now began to change his assumptions. Seeing the scene that had happened inside just now allowed him to see the other side of the bar-bar girl.

Although chatty and a little like to force the will, but the two girls have a caring nature and a sincere heart. He was sure the money in the envelope was not a little money because it looked thick. Not to mention the two bags of groceries that he had about earlier, enough to explain if the price of all the food plus drinks must be hundreds of thousands.

Time and time again He forced his brain to work optimally, trying to remember the two girls looked like someone, but who? Clear round eyes a little sharp as well as a sharp nose that is very similar to someone who is again unable to remember.

He must admit that both girls are very beautiful. Groomed whites are as gentle as baby skin with slightly reddish cheeks and nose tips. The tiny thin lips that if laughing practically shows two shaggy teeth that do not reduce the beauty of both.

"Now!" He thrust his helmet towards Marwa when they were already on the side of his sport bike.

"Thank you!" The girl grabbed the gift while one hand removed the clear hair that began to seep out of her eye patch.

"That's his eye why? flickering?" He returned to early fashion when his initial intention was to seduce the girl.

"Ihh, what a bummer, anyway! it's crying again. I'm sad again!" The girl cut him down while slapping his arm. Without warning Marwa held on to her sturdy shoulders and climbed behind her.

For the first time He chuckled softly and He looked through the rearview mirror of the girl with a small smile on the back. Something ran through his heart for a moment, I don't know what. To pull it off he said flat,

"Handles. We're racing to get there. You're being punished again if you're late!" The girl was seen nodding without any intention of protesting. He could imagine how tightly the two girls were being guarded.

Akram and Shafa are ahead of us. They waved at Mala and her faithful mother standing at the door leading to their departure. Mala and her mother replied by waving with a warm smile.

No one spoke throughout the trip. Each one drowned with his thoughts. Actually he wanted to protest because the two girls had told Mala's mother if all the gifts were from the four of them. Padahala Ia and Akram were only as an introduction, even then unintentionally.

But it seems like the girl behind him is now not wanting to talk much. The corner of his lips was interested. He thought the girl was sweet too if she was not having a fussy relapse.

Both motorsports arrived in front of a large house and looked luxurious. A spacious courtyard with a very well-maintained flower garden and several cars parked in the garage. He swallowed the salivary. Both girls were Sulthan's sons. He found the good side of the two girls. Living with a pool of treasure and affection of course, but not one bit makes them arrogant. They humbly sincerely make friends and help the girl named Mala who incidentally has a life that is inversely proportional to their lives.

"My Shoal!" His mind while glancing at the face of Fathin who was busy opening his helmet.

"Thank you very much, brother, helped you out!" The two girls spoke almost simultaneously. Making He and Akram giggle amused.

"Together!" Sahut Akram, while he only replied with deheman.

"Well, we're in first, Dad!" Marwa was about to step away but somehow the idea of where she suddenly wanted the mode asked for the mobile number of the bar-bar girl.

"Eh, uh, good. Pay first, Lo said he wanted to pay, right? now, pay it!" Azhar spread her palm towards the girl.

"Ck, God, very stingy, hell!" The girl gasped with the rounded net.

"Promise is debt!"

"If so, I owe first. The money was spent just now buying a helmet!"

"Can't!"

"Ish, what the hell, is not very tolerant of being a person!"

"If that's a guarantee, then write Lo's phone number there! Let me not lose track of Lo!" Again with a contrived style of domination, he handed his mobile phone to Marwa.

"Yes, here!" The girl was still with a funny sneer as her clasped hands nimblely typed something there.

"Oh, that's it!"

"OK! one more thing, ntar sendin to I photo Lo, so I don't forget the same face of this Lo debt!" His words held back laughter.

"Ih, you little bum! Btw, here, the helmet is for you. Once upon a time there are grannies or men who suddenly asked for a cane on the road ntar, let it not be ticketed!" The girl thrust out the helmet with a laugh.

"Grandmothers? woody man? look out Lo yes, it's been this good time that asked for a can of expire goods that?"

"Let's know what Lo feels like, stingy dude!"

"Eh, uh.. !"

Bleeeewww

Marwa stuck out her tongue mocking and hurriedly ran in pursuit of Shafa who had opened the iron gate there.

He chuckles back there. His heart suddenly rippled, warming. There is a speck of happiness that envelops in there that tries to keep away the disappointment that still feels at home there.

"Damn it!"

**

*vero

He again stood in front of the school gate of the twins Shafa-Marwa while looking out into it. The atmosphere there was quiet. The gate has even been padlocked a sign that there are no students or anyone inside.

This is the third time he returned to the place looking for the whereabouts of his two younger siblings. They are not usually like this. Disappearing without anyone seeing them, not even the school guards knew when the twin girls came out through the gate.

Since then his heart has been overwhelmed with misgivings. He started to panic. He restored his hair frustrated when he began to imagine by the expression of anger Papa if he knew of this.

"Where are the two kids, anyway? where is the phone on is not active anymore!" His eyes were a little upset when he got back in his car.

He runs his vehicle. It began to occur to him to tell Bang Joseph first before Papa. But his guts wistfully imagined how angry his brother would be if he knew he was not good at looking after the youngest siblings.

He was still busy with the choice of the verdict that He was about to take when suddenly He remembered the friends of the study group of his two younger brothers who lived in the slums on the edge of the city.

Without a second thought he turned the bow quickly and slid to the place in question. For the day he did not enter the alley because the car could not enter. The alley can only be used by two-wheeled vehicles.

He arrived in front of the narrow alley after a few minutes had passed. He got down and walked in after parking his car on the side of the road. Luckily, he still remembers Marwa saying that her friend's house was right at the end of the alley.

He walked by occasionally encountering children running around carrying Iqro's book. They seem to be learning to teach. The houses along the Gang were truly pitiful in his opinion. Instantly imagined Papa's spacious house may match the area of the village.

After walking down the alley, he also arrived in front of a house that was no less concerning him than the houses he passed earlier. He looked around the house. For a moment he doubted whether it was the home of friends Shafa and Marwa, considering the majority of SMANSA students are from the upper and middle class.

His doubts then forced him to return. But his steps were restrained when suddenly his ears caught the sound of a door opening behind him. The voice successfully held its steady step.

He turned around and found a beautiful face with a shady gaze wrapped in a pasmina of coksu color, standing in front of the open door with raised eyebrows looking suspiciously at him.

The gazes of the two met and locked for a few seconds. Until suddenly the soft voice of the girl disperse her slackness,

"Who's looking, Dad, Mas?"

"Ehm, I_it, I'd like to ask you a little. I'm sorry, do you know Shafa and Marwa who are SMANSA's children?" Ask stuttered. He looked at the girl who seemed to sigh then smiled kindly.

"Yes, know. Is this her twin sister?"

"Yes. Do you know where they went home from school? I've been looking around town but nothing. Haven't met. About__,"

"Yes, I was here, but I've been back. Maybe they're home now." The girl interrupted quickly.

Hufft..

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"God, thank goodness! yeah, thanks, yeah, the info! if that's what I'm going to go back to, excuse me!"

"Yes, Mas. You're welcome!"

He smiles. That girl too. He had already turned away but suddenly he turned around again considering that the girl was carrying a bag, seemingly about to leave.

"Oh, ng_no. Sa_i want to go to surau ngajar naji children. Deket!" The girl nodded while looking down.

"Oh that. Yeah, I'm first, yeah?" He raised his hand and passed after seeing the girl nod shyly.

The corner of his lips was interested. He nodded a little feeling funny.

"That's a shame!" Her thought.

*

He arrived home with heightened emotions and a sense of relief because his two younger siblings had been at home according to reports from both security guards at the front post there.

He ran in after parking his car. Climb the stairs with a little run towards the twins room. Without knocking on the door first he pushed the door hard and was immediately amazed to see the scene before him.

The two infuriating sisters were sleeping so peacefully as if nothing had happened. After making him panic and go around like crazy people, they were even engrossed in sleeping with innocent faces without sin.

The two were lying on each other there still with prayer clothes covering their cute faces. Instantly his emotions subsided like being doused in cold water. He could never be angry if he had faced his two sisters. Two identical faces that always carry his memory on the shady and beautiful face of mama.

Unfortunately it even made him willing to delay his education in order to become a driver and body guard for both at Papa's request. He had to wait until the twins finished high school could take the army officer test. Papa wasn't brave enough to risk letting the two youngest children hang out there.

"We will never know what kind of association they would get out there if given that freedom. So, preventing is better than repairing the already broken!"

Papa said when he first told her to take responsibility for the twins. Papa even sent him into some martial arts classes to support the task.

He took a deep breath and breathed it slowly. He walked in and slowly flopped down on the edge of the bed. The elangnya bead looked back at the two adorable faces. The corner of his lips was interested to see how chaotic the position of the two while sleeping.

His hands stretched out rubbing the twins' heads in turn. The last one is the top of both heads. The corner of his lips was attracted again. How well they fall asleep. Not at all disturbed by his movements.

He stood up and went out of there. Close the door slowly and walk down. His stomach was rumbling from earlier asking to be filled. His panic had made his appetite disappear and only appeared after he returned to calm.

He went to the dinner table and immediately opened the hood there. Fill the plate and eat with his hunger.

Gee whiz...

**

*Mitha

He was being made busy thinking by Fathin who had told him to find an idea how to get his best friend to meet his brother Yusuf the idol. For hours He sat there listening to Fathin's endless curses. Azhar's problem, about Yusuf, about the campus business, about talking to his mother via phone. Jesus, complicated!

Many times He sighed with confusion whenever Fatin began to tear. Especially if telling the story of his new love to bud even now has shown a sign of withering on the stalk.

"Gue became serem himself wanted to fall in love. Love is like a nano-nano candy? Sweet asem salty trus there are bitter-bitter too. Rame tastes!" He tried to comfort his best friend. But it seems like this time Fathin is really upset at the god level. Fathin bergeming's.

Tok..

The two threw astonished looks at each other. He with a sense of kepponya and Fathin with a face full of hope that comes is the prince. Both of them ran and with a quick movement bin nervously opened the door and,

"Malayaa!"

He and Fathin stood agape plus rounded beads. The two handsome-faced people they so longed for stood up with a perfectly raised smile there.

Who else if not the serious Azhar and the somplak Akram.

"Review, over time, ntar entered the flies!" Akram unraveled their laxity with his annoying chirp as usual.

"Ih, what the hell! our mouths are fragrant as fragrant as a flower garden, so the name of the fly will not be whipped. Most of the beetles, honey-sucking wasps!" Her chirps while throbbing.

Azhar and Fathin did not answer. They were busy staring at each other groggy.

"We weren't told to come in, were we?" Azhar suddenly uttered a flat studded smile stiffly.

"Oh yes, until I forget. Come in, gentlemen!" again he speaks.

"Now, next week's stock!" Akram put a rather large bag containing many snacks all brands plus drinks packaging pack.

"Waooow! you guys remember that we're both hoby ngunyah!"

"Ck, we're only two weeks apart, not a century. Lebbay Lo!"

"Wildamah! besides Lo both why the hell long time very sambeknya, finally, we're still so like chicks lose mother tau no! our lives are crisp, nolep without both of you!" Mitha bribed alay making the others laugh.

"Lebbay, Lo! Most mode!" Akram flicked his forehead slowly.

"Isshh, what the hell, sick shit!" Sungutnya while hitting Akram with a pillow.

"Hehehe, sorry, sorry, abis I kangen ama Lo both, especially Lo, miss keppo wal mode!" Again, everything chuckles.

"Hi! any better?" Azhar asked while sitting next to Fathin who had been feeling at home with his nervousness.

"U_already, already, Alhamdulillah! You know, Zhar I'm sick? how could you never look at me?" Fathin's getting emotional. His own bead began to fill with glass.

"Shhh, sorry, sorry. I don't dare to meet Lo after everything I've done. Sorry!" Azhar grabs Fathin and rests his friend's head on his shoulder.

"Oath! I've been here many times but I don't feel good about going in because there's always a Joseph bang!"

"Gue's sorry well, Zhar, if I'm wrong Lo. I swear, I have no intention of hurting you!" Fathin's still sobbing in there. While he and Akram were still faithful with shahd's dumb expression, baper of course, the proof is now they are in tears.

"Lo is not wrong with scali. I was wrong. Once a friend, then forever we will be the best friends forever. Nothing will change! Do you want to apologize, Fhat?" Azhar is really crying.

Fathin nodded in response.

"Ck, no exclamation ah, if only the two. Must be four!" It pulls the acram and hugs the four of them.

"Gue misses the same Lo both!" Fathin thumped while crashing the thighs of Akram and Azhar together.

"Hehehe, we're also kangen, very kangen. You didn't see Azhar kurusan gini gegara kangen the same Lo both?" Akram chuckles and breaks his embrace. He was also and lastly Azhar.

"Now, make it cold, dong! haus I'm gegara ngurusin tuh boy rese'!" Azhar suddenly gave a decree.

As usual, his ears are very sensitive if there is going to be a material like this.

"What's? the kid? what boy? Don't tell me you're both suddenly paedophiles? what kind of kid, anyway? Keppo I'm tuh!" He who had been standing hurriedly sat back staring suspiciously at the dou best friend of the man.

"Hemmm, you miss keppo!"

"Come on, dong, uh, really curious, here!"

Akrampun began to tell at length everything they had experienced before about the boys who he said were twins. He and Fathin were so serious about listening. He cupped his own two cheeks with an expression that was made anxious, he said,

"Yes, ampyuunnn, so sweet, you guys. Btw, isn't it a pretty boy?"

"That's pretty, guys, like you two! but more clear, boy, understand the son of sulthan. Ajha's house is like a vast ball field tau no!" Sahut Akram. Azhar just chuckled.

"Pepet trus, Ram, Zhar, pretty good can be a potential donor!" He feels funny.

"What, anyway, Lo! the good boys. Not a random girl. They are like marble. A spar without wings. His eyes are like a star, his chin looks like a hornet hanging, thin lips, sharp nose, teeth as white as pearls.. ! uh, that feeling is the song that Lo often sang in instead of Fhat?" Akram started attaching his annoying smirk.

Fathin was holding back a laugh and now the three of them were finally laughing out loud. Akram can always liven up the atmosphere with his absurd behavior.

TBC>>>