My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 108'S

By mid-morning, Shanuella had just finished a meeting with several other contractor representatives who were also on the same project. Discusses many things and there are some changes that he must report to superiors. Stepping out of the building that is now starting to take shape and look clean from wild plants, the woman still had time to stop in front of the door of the room that used to be her bedroom.

The shadow of the past is re-spinning, the woman with the helmet of the project is immersed in the story of the past. How wonderful a world without problems and always filled with love. There are daddy and mommy, although the woman who gave birth to it is far within reach. Suffered from psychiatric disorders and he had to lose the figure of his mother since he was young.

Amidst the daydream, one of the representatives from the design team suddenly greeted. 

“Bu, want to go home together?” 

The offer accompanied by a smile jolted Shanuella. Shaking rapidly, the woman hurriedly replied in a weak voice.

“No, thank you.  I can go home by taxi.” It feels like being nostalgic, enjoying life without any problems. No burdens and no tears, the days filled with laughter. Closing his eyes, he lingered on the memories.

Ignoring the farewell speech addressed to her, Shanuella was still immersed in the story until she was unaware of the sound of footsteps approaching. He gasped when he heard a hoarse voice so clearly in the ear.

“Shan, how are you?” That question sounds familiar. Shanuella turned to the source of the voice. His face turned stiff, a few seconds later he reflexed away.

Stepping back, the woman did not pay attention to the circumstances around her. Staring fixedly at the foreign figure that suddenly appeared before, Shanuella was shocked when her feet accidentally hit a pile of cement. Oleng, the body lost balance. He was lucky when a pair of hands grabbed him by the waist and made him fall.

“Aaahhh!” Spontaneous shrieking as his body was pulled forward and smashed into the burly body. The forehead collides with the chest of the field that spreads the scent of a familiar perfume.

Heart beating fast, Shanuella was stunned. Especially when he felt a crack at his waist, his body stiffened. Rarendra, not anyone else. The man did not take off even though the woman's body in the deckap was already upright standing.

“Pak ...” Shanuella struggled to control herself and held her voice so she could not be heard being nervous. However, his tone still trembled.

“Blade. I'm Blade.” Rarendra smile. Slightly lowered his head, he stared deeply at the woman in the embrace looking up at him.

“Blade?” Shanuella.

“Hmm.” Rarendra muttered and smiled. “I miss you, Shan.” His left hand moved from his waist and now touched Shanuella's face.

“Blade.” Only a word of it could be echoed Shanuella. The gaze did not move, locked on the handsome face of Rarendra.

Swallowing, the man did the same.

“Five of the year .. has anyone ever missed me?” ask Rarendra.

Nod the head without a voice answering the question. Shanuella's gaze glazed over

“I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. I'm just like you. It's hard to separate hate and love. I think ... You feel the same now.”

Shanuella.

“I almost went crazy when I realized my own feelings. I hate you, and I love you. I wanted to love you, but promised Celina to hurt you. Me ...”

“What used to be ... love me?” Shanuella repeated the same question as before.

Rarendra smiled bitterly. “I tried to hate you, wanted to hurt you. Reality .. I love you. When I hurt you .. The same pain I felt.” Lowering her hand from Shanuella's face, she rubbed her chest. “In here, there's only your name. There's no place for the others. I'm sorry, Shan.” 

Suddenly, the man fell down and begged for mercy.