I Love You, My Bodyguard
Chapter 8

Marshel just kept quiet, locked his mouth, feeling bad if that one guy had to cut off Jasmine's words that really looked exhausted, she said, both mentally and physically due to the scandal that requires Jasmine to be more careful on various things, especially how the one woman in responding to various silly questions of the press crew.

"The scandal this time is really draining my energy, you know?" jasmine complained as she looked at Marshel who was under her feet. "Inevitably, I have to be more careful on a lot of things just because of something I didn't even do."

Again, Marshel just froze, silent while continuing to massage and gently rub the tiny legs of Jasmine, while continuing to hear the complaints of the woman on that one. I don't know, even though this doesn't directly affect Marshel, it's just that a speck of worry still arises in the heart of that one man against what's going on with Jasmine.

"Now my head starts to get dizzy from a lot of thoughts, I guess." Jasmine continued while picking up a large pillow and hugging it tightly. "The haters didn't want to stop bullying me as if I was just a little piece of trash in their eyes. Besides, my fellow artists also started to stay away …."

Jasmine let out a long breath full of fatigue. The feeling of frutration seemed to begin to affect how the poor woman was acting at this moment. "... I know why they started to move away from me, but it still hurts."

In silence, silence seemed to hit the two people of the opposite sex again.  I don't know, Marshel himself did not know what to say to just calm the heart of Jasmine who was in turmoil, so that the man who was still young enough could only issue a silly cliche sentence. "Mhm .. I think you are strong enough to go through all these things, so that others feel they need to destroy you. Mhm .. get excited."

The light of Marshel's words that one immediately changed the atmosphere that was happening. The atmosphere full of sadness seemed to be replaced by an awkward atmosphere due to the words of Marshel just now. I don't know, for Jasmine, it would be unnatural for a notoriously quiet Marshel to suddenly give her an encouragement. Just be right.

"Ha-ha-ha!!" Jasmine's laughter instantly exploded after hearing the sentence and thinking about it. I don't know, for Jasmine it sounds so funny, where Marshel who usually always acts seriously suddenly tries to encourage her. "Thank you for that sentence, it's just that it sounds funny if you say it."

Of course the interlocutor was confused, why was Jasmine laughing over something that could not even be said to be so funny? The puzzled Marshel could only frown, staring at Jasmine for an explanation as to why the woman with the caucasian face was laughing after hearing her sentence. 

"Is there anything funny?"

"No, no, I just love teasing you." Jasmine immediately shook her head quickly, feeling reluctant to admit the words of Marshel who did sound so funny in his ears. "Well, I'm just thankful that you've been trying to encourage me like that."

I don't know which part of Marshel's speech sounds funny enough to make Jasmine laugh, but whatever it is, at least that one man could see the smile and hear the young lady's laughter which this time sounded so sincere. 

"By the way, Marshel, I want to eat a hotpot, at least I want to eat something spicy to raise my mood. Maybe you can make a reservation at my favorite hotpot restaurant for tonight?" pinta Jasmine who was still tightly hugging her favorite pillow. "For at least I can eat something delicious without guilt this time."

Again Marshel nodded his head, listening to the command carefully. "Mhm .. would you like to use a VVIP room, VIP room or an ordinary room?" The handsome man asked again, to make sure the young lady's orders were complete and precise. As usual, if Jasmine wants to eat hotpot, then there is an unwritten rule where Marshel must ask what kind of room Jasmine wants to use at that time.

Jasmine was silent for a moment, thinking about what kind of room she would use when she would eat her favorite hotpot. "Mhm .. because of this shitty scandal, my haters are so much, I think I'm going to use the VVIP room alone, I want to eat quietly, you know?" Jasmine raised both of her eyebrows, looking at the other person with a gaze that could not be interpreted at all. 

"I understand." Marshel only nodded his head briefly, completely understanding that what Jasmine needed at this moment. "Alright, then I will directly prepare a reservation for you."

Marshel then wiped the young lady's feet dry, then brought the basin of warm water to the kitchen and cleaned up what had been used by the man, then after taking his own phone. "Hello, it's me, I want to make a reservation for the VVIP room for tonight, please prepare the VVIP room, yes, about the bill, as usual."

After he finished making the reservation, Marshel immediately let out a long sigh. I don't know, everything feels a little tiring for that one guy, even though Jasmine has always been kind to him, still, sometimes Marshel feels tired due to problems involving the young lady on that one.

"Huh …." The young man again took a deep breath, stepped onto the balcony of the apartment, and tried to smoke to calm the young man's mind.

Marshel came out of the room, leaned against the balcony guardrail, then pulled out a cigarette and burned the cigarette, then started smoking the cigarette. "Milk …." Marshel puffed his cigarette smoke into the afternoon sky which can be said to be a little cloudy at that time. It can be said that according to Marshel, time seemed to pass even faster, where it was this morning when the press conference passed, it seems that the two men of different sexes do not realize that the time they spend there is really a lot.

"Sial_an, just make my head hurt." Marshel again grumbled softly, staring at the sky with his green eyes.