My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 109

“Sorry. I've been guilty of you in the past.”

Shanuella looked down, looking at the man prostrating on both feet. From the position he stood only the tip of the head with a neatly combed strand of black hair.

“I've forgiven you.” Short, clear, and sounds flat. The feeling of the woman in the middle of sculpting was completely chaotic. Unaffected? Lies. The taste is not completely gone even though it is covered in hatred. However, after knowing the reason behind the heinous act, he still wished for an underlying glimmer of love. At least, their past doesn't end in vain.

“Thank you.” Rarendra's hands were clenched. If you do not remember that the woman in front of him is the wife of another man, of course it has been treated with affection like before. He is self-aware, there are limits that are impossible to pass. On the basis of what the marriage was about, the relationship between the two was right.

“Build. I don't like anyone prostrating in front of me.” Shanuella took a few steps back, putting some distance between herself and Rarendra. “Do not do this to other women. It must have been stifling.” He re-enforced his head, hiding wet wounds despite five years of crocheting.

Rarendra.

“I've forgiven you ..” The tongue, Shanuella is frozen. Dilanda was confused, not knowing how to say hello. An established and beautiful man who used to be a subordinate in his family, is now present and transformed into an extraordinary figure. He was no longer able to reach, the Blade that was known to have shot too high.

Life is a mystery. No one can shake the veil. Sickness, soul mate, and death have been rooted and will not be possible to exchange. The wheel keeps turning, rolling and patient testing.

“Blade, stop. It's all over. I try to accept everything as part of my destiny. It's just ... was there ever a taste? Sometimes, I feel unacceptable. Am I that bad to the point of having to accept such a terrible punishment?”

Rarendra was already standing before Shanuella with his head held high. A smile rose and appeared on his lips.

“Trust me?” The masculine voice asked quietly.

A few seconds Shanuella was pensive, staring at the beautiful face as if she was looking. Until finally the head was weak.

“What do you want to repeat the past?” asked Rarendra, venturing out. He saw a beautiful face that looked doubtful. “I promise I'll respect you as Bayu's wife. I just want to answer your question.”

Reminded of the dashing figure that had been guarding all this time, the twinkle on Shanuella's face dimmed. Hearts fight, he's confused.

“Just a minute. If you have any doubts ..” Rarendra pulled out a cell phone and contacted someone.

Intentionally using a loudspeaker, the man hoped Shanuella would listen. He does not want to make misunderstandings and make problems in the future. The continuous tone splashed a beat on the chest as well as breaking the silence. Raredran repeatedly stole the gaze of the adult woman before him.

Shortly afterwards, the tone ended in a masculine voice that made Shanuella stunned. A locked look at Rarendra, he could hardly believe what the man was doing.

“Yes, Boss. What's up?”

That masculine voice was so familiar to the ears.

“Bay, I met Shan-Shan on the project. Coincidentally lunch hour.” Rarendra glanced at the clock on his wrist. “I'm going to take her to lunch. Are you allowing?”

Shanuella. It is not imagined at all that Rarendra would do something like this. Lowering his gaze, he stared at the screen and waited for an answer. For some reason, the little heart of the woman was like expecting the husband to agree.

Silently shrouded, Rarendra and Shanuella waited for a hopeful response of dismay. Until an agreement is issued briefly.