My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 103

“Papa.”

Lana ran over to greet her parents as the front door opened. The little girl was watching television with Mbok Sari when the father and mother entered the house. This yearning all day paid off when being able to hug the two.

Shanuella smiled as her daughter's tiny hands coiled tightly at Bayu's two legs. He could see and feel how the two interacted. In fact, Lana is closer to the adult male than she—mama who gave birth.

“You've eaten?”

Bayu tucked both hands behind his daughter's armpits and carried the little girl up to the sling. Cheek pecked Lana until heard screams and laughter together.

“Papa,” protest Lana, rubbing wet cheeks. “Kotoi, Pa,” laments with adorable slurred speech style.

“Oh yes? Papa just drop it then.” Bayu pretended to threaten. Looking at his daughter's pouting cheeks, the adult man's laughter broke. 

Lana is not her flesh and blood, but Bayu loves her very much. Since the baby is cared for and guarded wholeheartedly, the inner bond of both is strung together on its own. Sudden feeling of sadness, heart like pounding and throbbing. What he just missed in the treatment room is spinning again. Fear, disappointment, and pain all come together. Can't imagine living without Lana and Shanuella. 

However, he is a man. There is a time to fight, there is a time to give up. Can't force the ego, put forward your own desires. She had to think about Shanuella's feelings as well and what was best for Lana. If the two people, unhappy with him, take off is certainly the most beautiful. Only, at this time Bayu still wanted to fight. Trying to make children and wives happy with their own hands.

Shanuella who had been silent since then, suddenly approached. Circling his hands on the burly waist of Bayu, closing himself to the man. The scent of perfume mixed with sweat that accompanied the days of the past five years began to coalesce within. Smiling, she lays her head spoiled on the arms of her husband who is busy with Lana.

Bayu jerks. Gets a glimpse at the woman who was hitching a ride on his arm. Shanuella's shoulder posture makes the man only treated with tubers.

The warmth suddenly radiates, flowing throughout the body and emptying into the heart. Chest thumping, heart rumbling. Bayu's entire body is almost limp, enjoying the sweetness of a light touch that is possible for some ordinary people. 

Shanuella shook her head weakly.

“Cannot be. If it's spoiled like this there must be nothing.” The lips of Bayu split. The sound of a small tickle implies a feeling of happiness. Already memorized inside, the man could read all the things about his wife.

“I just want to hug you, Mas. Can't it?” Shanuella held her head up. Slowly, the hug on Bayu's arm unraveled.

“Bby. Anything can be.” Bayu smile. “You and Lana are entitled to me,” continued the man, pasting his cheek over his wife's head in a friendly manner.

Stunned, the young lady looked unblinkingly. Every behavior and change in Bayu's face is observed closely. Unknowingly, Shanuella was dragged into a charm she had been ignoring all along. Too focused on his sadness and disappointment, not once paying attention to the adult man.

He's cute, he's handsome, he's ....

Sentilans anchored on the forehead, jerking Shanuella daydreams. The shadow contained his admiration for the messy Bayu. He was shocked and embarrassed when Bayu caught his wet.

“Why? Am I too handsome?” Playing the eyebrows, the adult man teased.

Cheeks blushed, the owner hurriedly threw away a glance. Do not want to be all red on the face to be a material banter Bayu.