My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 101

“Is the word of love you said first real or a lie?” reset Shanuella.

The woman's feelings are chaotic, messy thoughts, and unable to think about her condition now that has been married to Bayu. No matter what their marital status, question should not be thrown from his thin lips.

Bayu stared sadly at the woman in the deck. Shanuella question like a sembilu slashing the heart, shredding the remaining authority after the last few hours torn apart his wife. Whether done consciously or unintentionally, he was only able to accept everything with a spacious chest.

Rarendra. Observing Shanuella who was shaken in Bayu's arms. Jealousy hits and he realizes that feeling is not worth nurturing. A woman who is loved has become the property of another man, does not deserve to proclaim his love for a woman who has become the right of others.

The hand decorated with the infusion needle was tightly clenched. Heart and brain suddenly not in line. Clashed in the middle of the intersection. He saw Bayu who looked shabby because he was tired of traveling long distances, then moved on Shanuella and her swollen face.

“Go home. It's already night. Rest. If there is a chance to meet, we will discuss it later.”

Evading, Rarendra decided not to give an answer. He was unable to lie and hurt Shanuella, nor was he able to be honest because there would be injuries between the three of them.

“Blade! I don't want to go home. I need honesty.” Shanuella was not accepted when he was expelled.

“For what?” Rarendra noticed a change in the Bayu wok that suddenly dimmed.

“Toku.”

“But, my answer won't change anything. You are married and it is already ...” Rarendra flicked his hand, asking the couple to leave immediately. “Leave me alone. Right now, I need privacy.”

Bayu according. He persuaded the wife who still insisted and forced to endure. The woman is still waiting for an answer. For all the past unresolved wounds. At the very least, that answer will solidify the move or amuse the heart a little.

A thin grin was present on his lips, Rarendra frowned as his movements provoked pain in his wound.

“If yes why, otherwise why? Shan, whatever I answer, won't change things. Focus on your life. To your family. Blade is the past, while Rarendra only lives in the present. Whatever answer comes out of my lips, it won't bring Blade back. He died with your daddy gone.”

Rarendra's eyes closed, he really did not give Shanuella and Bayu a chance to stay in the treatment room. Not only his body, but his heart also hurt.

“Shan, we go home now.” Bayu clasped Shanuella's wrist, half dragging the woman out of the room.

“But, Mas. I'm not done yet, Mom. I'm still ...”

“Later. He needs rest. You can demand answers when he's healed. After all, it all happened because it protected you. As much as he hates, please appreciate the sacrifice.”

Shanuella. Before stepping away, he still had time to say goodbye to Rarendra who was lying on his back with a look of laughter.

“Thank you for saving me. I apologize for my past mistakes. I'm guilty of a lot to your boyfriend and his family. I'm guilty of you too.” Shanuella's face was suddenly sad. The hatred fostered over these five years evaporated slowly.

Rarendra was silent, staring at the couple who joined hands walking away and disappeared. Just as the door of the room closed tightly again, silence blanketed. The tears that had been held up since then, came down without excuse.

“I love you. Loves you so much. It's just, I was too cowardly to admit it back then. It took years, even now, the courage to admit it never existed. Blade is just the past, enough to be a part of the past.” Two tears that had previously broken, now followed by new tears.