Beautiful Guards
The sister?

Zaky leaned against the wall while squeezing her hair, condemning her stupidity of not being able to control herself from kissing the girl. She was too angry when Milea no longer called out to him with Big Brother's call. Is it because Zaky calls himself the woman? Was he angry so he was being formal and wanted to stay away from her?

Just thinking about it already made Zaky emotional. He did not want the woman to stay away from him. Milea is his first love, the owner of his first kiss, the first woman he gets close to without any familial connection.

Milea was the first and only one present to color her gray life. Equally born from a broken home family makes them understand each other and complement each other. Blame him selfish and don't want to part with Milea?

Pock

"Ky, what's up here? The show is about to start!" Zaky immediately regained his senses and looked to the side. The man named Yunan Triandja patted her on the shoulder and invited her to join the others immediately.

"Oh. I-yes.." The two eventually joined the others. As for Milea, she immediately got up upon hearing the announcement from mc that the event was about to start.

Milea went walking towards the front yard of the villa that had been conjured up in such a way as to be the venue for the reunion of class 20** for fun.

Milea walks with a group of people who also want to immediately gather to hear the series of events that will be held by mc.

His steps came to a halt as he felt his senses sense the existence of a person from upstairs. And true. As Milea glanced at the balcony of the villa, she saw a person in black clothes hiding behind a pot of plants there while holding a rifle pointed at one of the guests.

Milea turned around without a trace of who. With a quick movement he rode on the floor of the three villas to catch the foreign man who wanted to do the trouble.

"Ekhm" the man in black who was currently focusing on the target instantly fell silent and slowly turned around. Seeing a beautiful and tiny woman standing quietly in front of him.

"It's nice to meet the man" said Milea smiling mysteriously. The man looked at Milea with a flat, piercing look. The atmosphere up there suddenly changed very gripping.

Inside the group, Nala was looking for the whereabouts of his friend who never came. "Milea where the hell is it? Is the toilet long?" Lirih Nala was worried, and it did not escape Haikal's vision.

Taking advantage of the narrowness, Haikal clasped his hand tightly, causing Nala to turn her eyes to Haikal.

"Not to worry. Zaky just caught up with him, Milea must be fine." Haikal smiled softly and calmed down.

"Well, I hope."

"Hallo everyone!! How are you doing? Thank God mimin healthy guys, so overwhelmed to know asked the news with you guys."

"Hoooo!!"

The show had begun, making Nala slightly turn her attention towards mc. He was still unconscious, that from now on Haikal continued to hold tightly to his hand without wanting to let go. The man was currently very happy, and felt the world as if it belonged to both of them.

When mc still talking ngalor ngidul unclear which makes the atmosphere full of euphoria with the sound of laughter of alumni who have now been successful in their respective fields. Haikal glanced at Nala for a moment, then took off the link of their hands and walked up the stage to whisper something to the mc named Rian.

"Oh sip's. Okay guys! Our friend Haikal Malik said he wanted to contribute his golden voice to someone. So make a girl ready the heart of the same container yes let if melted there are nampung! Okay. There goes... HAIKAL!!"

Nala was silent when she realized Haikal was no longer beside her, and was now on stage holding a guitar.

"Test test. Hello everyone, how are you? Sorry if I interrupted the show. I want to sing to someone. He means so much to me. He was my childhood friend. It's lala!! This song is for you!"

The lala...

Nala was fixated on disbelief. Lala's? Wasn't that her nickname when she was a child? Don't tell me Haikal is...

...Still with my old feelings. Unchanged and no different. ...

...I'm still sure, it'll be yours......

...I'm still, in this place......

...Still faithfully waiting for your news....

...Still want to hear your voice.....

...Love made me. Strong as this......

...I miss......

...I'm sure you know......

...Without time limits....

...I'm asking......

...Even without a word......

...Love seeks......

...You are far in the eyes......

...But close to do'a.....

...I miss. right. mu*......

Everyone enjoyed the music that Haikal sang. Another case of Nala who is still silent can not say what, what is in his mind at this time there is only one. If anyone knows Lala, then it's Ikal.

In the other crowd, Zaky stood agitated while glancing here and there with an inexplicable feeling. Worry, anxiety, anxiety, and fear suddenly struck his heart. A name that he had been looking for his existence. Milea Gunawan's. The woman had not seen her nose since the last time she kissed the toilet, and until now no sign of the woman was visible.

"Hey look!! Someone is fighting!!" Shouted someone pointing towards the balcony of the villa to make everyone turn their eyes up there.

Deg

Zaky was glued when he saw Milea looking overwhelmed against a man wearing all black up there.

"Mile..."

DOR!!

"ARRGHH"