My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 118'S

“Have you ever regretted marrying me?” 

Silent.

“Enter.” A moment later, Shanuella answered briefly. The view is still locked at the same point.

Bayu closed his eyes. It hurt as Shanuella answered honestly without caring about the pain she felt. His head turned up, he did not want tears to spill. She's male. To the extent of his feelings, abstinence let out a cry, especially in front of women.

“Why finally receive?” ask Bayu, barely audible.

“Can I?” Questions are asked to change the answer. Shanuella's voice was heard.

“What ever hated me?” 

The question of the Bayu seems endless. The man has been under prolonged gunfire since last night.

“Entertainment, Mas. Sometimes that still exists. Why hide it from me? Though Mas knows where he is all this time.”

“I'm evil?”

Shanuella. Staring with a pair of eyes that are now glazed.

“I'm evil?” Bayu repeated the same question and looked over. Paras jelita was kicking elegi in silence.

Shanuella's long hair swayed slowly as her owner shook his head.

“I'm more evil. I'm more heartless. I'm more ...” Shanuella's tears are shed. Two circles were imprinted on his cheeks, leaving a wet line that was shouting out his heart now.

The silent atmosphere returned after the chanting of the azan stopped. Simple bedroom with yellowish lights felt syahdu. 

“I am guilty of many people. It is mainly.” Sipping away the tears that continued to flow with both hands, Shanuella coughed softly as she breathed in the clear mucus within the olfactory sense cavity. “If I used to blame God for my miserable life, now the answer comes. I deserve it. What I did was no better than him. He just gave me pain, endless waiting. I taught him the meaning of loss. Behind the wounds she had incised, there was a glimmer of hope she had placed on me. While I only leave wounds to him for life.” Shanuella's gaze was fixed on Lana.

“Still love her?” Bayu strengthens the heart. Tidying up the sitting position, now he and Shanuella faced each other. The thin smile on the woman's lips was caught clearly.

“I have to answer what?” ask Shanuella. His eyes turned red, his face began to sink. “Mas want me to answer what?”

Bayu. “I don't know. I want to see you smile. In fact I am not the source of your happiness.”

“At least Mas is not the source of my grief. That's been quite helpful. Sometimes I think, what would I be without you, Mas.” The woman's gaze glared.

“Why not think otherwise, it might be without me... Your life is much better, Shan.”

“Maybe, Mas.”

“Smile then. At least, don't let me down.”

Shanuella's lips split perfectly. A smile was present on the typical messy face of waking up.

“Why does your smile feel insincere, Shan?” Bayu.

“Many protests, Mas.” 

Lips pursed, the face turned sullen. Shanuella resigned when Bayu grabbed his shoulders and pulled his body into the deck. Divides the warmth, replacing blankets that have been blown away.

“Mas why go to my room?” shanuella asked in her husband's arms. I'm sure there's something you want to talk about, ‘kan? Say.” 

Bringing up his arms, Bayu still gave a kiss at the top of his wife's head and whispered softly afterwards. “Blade offered us a stay at one of his houses. At least, there is much more worth it than our current contract. I ... can't give an answer. I think you have more right to decide. Accept or reject his offer.” Bayu.

Shanuella pursed her lips tightly. Long time he pensive in the arms of Bayu. Until finally speaking.

“I ...”