I Love You, My Bodyguard
Chapter 14

After the fan meeting that lasted almost half a day was over, Jasmine was immediately taken into the car by Marshel, along with all the gifts and letters that came from the fans, Jasmine said, which of course has been first filtered and ensured safety by the bodyguard who is still quite young.

"Happy I, Marshel, still have someone to support me like this." Jasmine said as she took off the high heels that used to wrap her legs. "When there were some things that I thought were less pleasant, but the rest made me feel good."

The prepared marshel with a warm compress and a few bottles of anti-inflammatory ointment put on a thin smile. "I'm glad you're happy, young lady." The man then squatted in front of Jasmine, then began to rub and gently wipe the legs of Jasmine who looked reddened and slightly swollen with all his heart. 

"But I'm still curious …." Jasmine clamped her chin with her index finger and thumb. "Why did you throw away the chocolate cake? Besides, it would be a pity if I couldn't taste the chocolate cake." The woman immediately swept her lips, staring at Marshel with a gaze that could not be interpreted by the man.

Marshel could only let out a long sigh as he raised his head, put a smile on Jasmine and rubbed her legs back. "Hey, the cake was contaminated with a liquid that wasn't supposed to be there, so I chose to throw it away, that's it."

Jasmine let out a long sigh while weaving her lips, staring at the slack towards Marshel without saying much. "Well, all right, if that's what you say, I can't say much."  The woman then put on a warm smile. "My legs are feeling better, thank you, Marshel."

"Ah, yes, your dress has also been taken Simon, and is now in the back seat." Marshel glanced towards the dress that was in the back seat of their luxurious car. "That's it, a dark-colored dress as a precaution if only you suddenly vomited when it was too drunk."

The beautiful woman who had eyes that had a blue sea color immediately put on a thin smile, feeling happy because Marshel had provided what was supposed to be prepared by the man on that one. "Good, thank you, Marshel, no wonder I can always count on you in almost every situation and condition." 

Again Marshel felt his cheeks begin to heat up, embarrassed to receive the praise given by Jasmine at that time. I don't know, Marshel only felt a little, or much happier when he received a warm compliment that can be said to be given quite rarely by Jasmine, either to Anna or Simon.

"Yes, your feet are also clean and look much better than before." Marshel was wiping Jasmine's tiny feet dry with great care. "Do you want to change your clothes first?"

The one asked nodded his head, making Marshel nod in understanding then shut the car door, letting Jasmine change her clothes inside there.

While waiting for Jasmine to finish changing her clothes, Marshel decides to join Simon who is seen relaxing near a security guard post while smoking and of course, drinking coffee. "Hey, old man, I don't usually see you here" Marshel said, waving his arms around.

"Yes, yes, my job is to take the young lady and not look after her, unlike you." Simon put on a faint smile as he threw a box of still unopened cigarettes towards Marshel, who immediately accepted it wholeheartedly. "In contrast to you who are always by the woman's side for almost twenty-four hours."

"What am I jealous of you for? By the way, tell me something interesting happened today at a fan meeting that lasted almost half that day," pinta Simon sipped a thick black coffee the old man had bought at a nearby vending machine.

Marshel simply answered Simon's words with a simple demeanor, half reluctant and half eager to tell him what had happened today. "Well, at first the show went on as usual, but there was a small mess where a strange man, who looked like a Jasmine fan, tried to throw dirty water at Jasmine, that's how it was."

The man, who had a tall and stocky body and brown hair and green eyes, put on a faint smile after starting the story. "But I managed to figure it out early, until I managed to avoid such unnecessary occurrences. After all ... I felt happy when I managed to protect Jasmine, especially until the woman praised me by saying that I was reliable."

Simon who heard the story of Marshel then chuckled softly, feeling a little amused when he realized that the young man in front of him was happy when he received a simple speech from Jasmine. "Just tell me that you yourself started to put feelings on Jasmine. It's okay, it's a very natural thing, really."

"No, it's impossible!" reject Marshel with a firm tone. "There's no way I'm falling in love with young lady, given our social strata so far away!" 

"Well if you don't want to admit it, then, what else?" Simon raised his round glasses that had sagged a little, staring at Marshel with a straight look.

The one asked only cleared his throat for a moment, thinking about the continuation of the story just now. "Oh, yes, when you met the fans there was also something strange. Well, rather disgusting," continued Marshel, igniting a cigarette and then smoking it as deeply as possible. "It's a good thing I threw it away before the young lady tasted it."

"Let me guess, put it in the food, or the food itself?" guess Simon, as well as sucking on a nicotine bar that has been burned by a man who has a tall and stocky body and black hair and brown eyes a while ago.

"Mhm ... placed in the food, more precisely the chocolate cake whose filling cream is replaced with sperm_ma liquid instead of whipped cream which is usually filled there to the brim," replied Marshel as he chuckled softly, laughing at how disgusting the silly tricks used by the stalker who infiltrated into one of the fans of the young lady.

"disgusting."

"I know, fortunately I was suspicious first, because this is one of the many silly tricks that people who are usually used by less work like that." Marshel put on a thin smile, feeling proud to have managed to take care of the young lady very, very well, including from such a disgusting stalker.