My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 119

“I feel ... no reason to accept it.” Shanuella.

Honestly, he hesitated before deciding to answer. There are many considerations for her, especially Kelana—sang princess. After all, her little girl is entitled to everything that Rarendra has to offer. Regardless of how the man behaves to her, the blood relationship will never be severed even if forced in various ways.

“You sure?”

Bayu's feelings were puffed up when Shanuella had already decided and that was what she had secretly expected. But he has no right to take a stand. It is the wife who must decide all, accept or refuse.

“Ya, Mas.” Shanuella nodded inside the warm embrace of the man of stout stature.

“It's a good offer for you guys. For you and Lana.” Bayu. “I cannot give you a decent life and this ...”

Shanuella. Her lips were rubbed together with a sweet smile starting the morning welcoming the day.

“It's not just me and Lana. Not us, but us, Mas.”

Bayu jerks. Sentence contains a brief explanation that can make it drift in no direction, continue to accompany a stretch of hope that is fairly simple. She could feel her existence being considered, not just mere jewels within their household. Although, as a husband has not been able to give the best. Only a simple contract house and what life is capable of being given to the beautiful woman in her deck.

“Thank you, Shan. I know, it's not easy for you.”

Decomposing the deck gave her distance, she wanted to see the face of the wife who had been with her for five years more clearly. Trying to find honesty, Bayu does not want to misinterpret speech. It could be that the happiness felt is just a feeling. Words spoken to please the old man who continued to cultivate hope tirelessly.

Haru taste blends with happiness, observed by the beautiful paras with lightning drowsiness that is still printed real. Bayu's smile broke for a moment before hugging his wife and peeling. Without pause, it didn't even give Shanuella a chance to revolt and protest. Cheeks, forehead, all curves of the face are not missed. Until finally, the man's kiss was anchored on the lips.

At first glance and thin, Bayu quite know himself and understand the position. She may be one of the many husbands who have had a miserable fate. Let alone the right to get his wife intact, a lip kiss sometimes had to steal the opportunity. But he does not want to be greedy. Where their relationship started, the man remembers it.

The lies and selfishness that lead them to marriage. If today Shanuella still gives him a chance, of course because of the kindness of the forgiving woman. If he used to be honest and chose to open Blade's identity, it would not be like this. It could be, the woman he was married to returned to Rarendra's embrace and he could only stare in jealousy from afar. However, the ego makes him a geek man,. Using reason to protect so that the guilt is not too obvious.

Shanuella's screeches on Bayu. Overjoyed, the man forgot many things, including Lana who was sleeping not far from him.

“Sorry.” Cupping Shanuella's face, rubbing both cheeks that meet shame. “I forgot on Lana.” Whispering quietly, Bayu smiled.

Reminded of the princess, Shanuella turned to the side. Stared at the sleeping little girl with a innocent look without sin. Guilt is present when she realizes that half of Lana's rights have been deliberately cast down. If he is not entitled, his daughter is entitled to what Rarendra offers .

“Im sorry, Mama.” Shanuella's sudden look was glaring. Turning his face hurriedly, a stare pounded on Bayu. “Mas.” A weakened voice, his pair of eyes seemed to be glazed over.

“Why cry again, Shan?”

The head shook, his long hair swayed slowly. “Mas, please .. lest he know about Lana. Let it be, forever the child becomes your daughter.”

Bayu jerks. Smugly staring, his tongue muffled. She did not expect Shanuella to stick to her decision after what had happened lately. The change in Rarendra's attitude is expected to change the woman's thinking. Apparently not, his wife remained firm on its original stance.

“Why?”

“I don't want my daughter to ask so many questions. Why and why, what should I answer to her, Mas?”

Bayu silent.

“I have to tell Lana that her papa deliberately hurt her mother for revenge and she was born. Then, he will assume that his presence is the fruit of revenge and error.” Shanuella took a deep breath, heavy for her to recount the old wounds she had been harboring for years. “My sins will finally open. My son will know that his mother was an irresponsible loser. Eliminate people's lives and wash their hands. What can I teach him, Mas?”

Bayu stared silently.