My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 112

Dusk crawled down. The sun slowly sank in the west corner. The dashing man with a neat look, still kept fretting alone. The permission he gave, but made him wary of himself. Repeatedly staring at the clock on the wall, time seemed to stop. It felt like contacting Shanuella, making sure the woman didn't forget her.

Standing in front of a window, admire the orange swastamites among the skyscrapers that never sleep. The blue of the horizon turned golden and soon darkened. Not much different from the contents of his heart today, longing for a woman who has never been sensitive to his love.

The sound of knocking sounded faint, resuscitating Bayu from the reverie. Turning around, he had only been alone in the room since noon. Rarendra has not returned since calling and asking for his wife's lunch.

“Log.”

The door opened, a beautiful woman who was none other than the lead secretary appeared with a bag draped over her shoulder.

“Mas, not home yet?”

“Bosmu has not given the order. Has he returned to the office?” Bayu asked back.

The woman named Ratih shook her head weakly. “Since noon, I don't want to be disturbed. The office driver was asked to come home. He said, I am not feeling well. Ask to buy medicine.” The woman is telling a story.

“Loh!” Bayu. “Why didn't he ask me?” 

Ratih's shoulders tiptoed slowly, his head shaking. “We go home. You want to be alone. Looks like there's a problem.”  Secretly stealing glances, the secretary gave a smile. “Lana waiting for you, Mas.” Practice biting lips.

Not answering, Bayu grabbed a leather jacket that rolled on the sofa. Walk towards Ratih, while removing the phone from the pants pocket. Reminded of Lana, the miss is sticking out. He remembered the simple house and its contents, especially the children and wives he had not dared to contact since.

Sticking the device in the ear after pressing his wife's number, Bayu ignored the smile of the young woman in the doorway. Just waving his hand, he wanted to quickly make sure that Ratih's words were correct.

Tones continued splashing pounding, Bayu was nervous when the voice of his wife greeted slowly from the end of the call.

“A .. I just want to walk. Where are you?” 

“I just wanted out of the office, was looking for freight.” 

“I'm picking up now. Wait for me there, Shan,” broke up Bayu, running down the corridor leading to the elevator.

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It was getting dark when Bayu's car broke into the office building where Shanuella worked. The courtyard was quiet, did not seem ordinary vehicles lined up neatly. Employees were no longer visible, only security guarding the post.

Looking around, Bayu looked for Shanuella's whereabouts as he waited. Looking deep, the lamp was only visible at a few points. 

“Where is he?” Bayu slowed down his vehicle. “ Earlier, the front guard said that Shan-Shan was waiting at da...”

Bayu's sentence was interrupted, a feeling of relief when he found the appearance of a woman sitting on the stairs leading to the lobby. The design of the building is taller than the courtyard, creating three stairways and often utilized workers to sit waiting for invitations and online taxis.

Stopping the car right in front of the lobby, Bayu rushed down and approached Shanuella. Not spouting a word, the man suddenly hugged Shanuella who had just gotten up from sitting and was cleaning her buttocks.

“Shan ..” Bayu clutched tightly to the woman who froze in wonder. 

“Mas, you ... why?” 

Tanya did not get an answer, but a friendly kiss in the midst of the dimness of the night. Bayu is spilling restless while enjoying a sense of relief at the same time.