My Beloved Bodyguard's
The extra chapter 1

“Rendra.” The thin lips polished by the flaming red lipstick seemed to give off a cynical smile. “I'm sure you won't be able to turn me down again.” 

The beautiful woman in black glasses stared in awe at the two and a half-story luxurious building that was still a mess in the front. The rest of the material is mounted on the left side of the yard, stacked original with handyman equipment that is laid carelessly. Two workers were seen coming in and out of the gaping main door.

“It's almost done. He should have destroyed this building. Why beautify it?” The quilted wrinkle on the forehead of the fashionable-looking woman clearly showed her curiosity. 

Scorching stinging skin. A beautiful slim figure with the shape of a Spanish guitar without strings was seen flapping his long hair painted dry straw color. A moment while pecking at the amazed look of the palace before him, he stepped forward without hesitation.

Rarendra Tanuwijaya's. The name is echoed in the heart repeatedly as the footsteps wrapped in high heels seven inches. Swerving like a model, the woman walked gracefully towards the residence that had been a concern since.

“Rendra, wait for me. I'll make sure you can't turn me down again. I ... make sure.”

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“Shan, the driver has been on the way to your place.” 

Rarendra spoke to his future wife by phone on the way to their residence after marriage. He had just finished an important meeting with his colleague and intended to meet Shanuella there.

“Ya, Ko.” Shanuella flanked the phone between her ear and shoulder while tidying up her messy hair. “Coko has arrived where?”

“Still on the road. No need to rush, I can wait.” Rarendra did not want to until Shanuella felt time-hunted because she wanted to meet soon. “I have no more schedule. Most only fight with the traffic jam of the capital.”

“Hmm.” Shanuella has changed position. One hand holds the device and attaches it to the ear, the other hand starts to tidy the hair with a black comb. 

“Don't forget to pick up Lana.” Rarendra. “I want to stop by the doll shop in front. Want to buy the kid a gift.” The explanation sounded full of excitement, clearly the owner was happy.

“No need, Ko. Lana's doll was already full. I was also confused where to keep it. My clothes had to give up.” Shanuella protested.

Rarendra. The crisp voice showed her pride after successfully meeting the princess who for years had to live in deprivation. The grudges of the past have trapped them into a maze-like vortex of life. Complicated, while draining tears and feelings.

Sometimes, being tired forces both to choose despair. However, one name makes Rarendra and Shanuella rise again and struggle to stay strong. Kelana Tanuwijaya, the little girl who changed both lives, forced the weak souls to stay strong against the world.

“It's okay. Lana's new room was very spacious. The humidity is high and I am sure ... until teenagers are not necessarily fully filled.” Pausing his words for a moment, the handsome man sighed softly. “If your clothes ... don't worry. I've asked the secretary to prepare new clothes for you. The cupboard in our bedroom is giant, you don't worry there is no place to store it.” 

Silently, Shanuella was pecking on the spot. The shadow of his dark story with Rarendra who until now still trying to be accepted with a spacious chest. It hurts too much, but that's the truth. Falling in love with the wrong man, forces the woman to drown in the dark shadows. 

His heart was no longer sick, but the wound was too deep and left him shipwrecked in regret. His first love for Blade, which was none other than Rarendra, made the woman cry without tears. Want to leave the world and do not want to live again if you do not remember still have Kelana.

“Shan.” That masculine voice dragged Shanuella out of the daydream. 

“Ya, Ko.” The beautiful woman replied softly. 

“Be careful on the road. I've reached the doll shop. We'll connect again. Love you, Shan,” said Rarendra, disconnecting the call.

Shanuella. Slowly, the grip of the device that was attached to the ear moved down and drooped helplessly on the side of the body.

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Grasping her little girl, Shanuella could smile happily. For a moment, forgotten all the past that had stirred up feelings. Don't be asked what it's like to go back into Rarendra's arms, he's still groping his own heart.

“Ma, this is Daddy?” lana asked, looking in admiration at the multi-storey building in front of her. Get out of the car, he's clucking with his head up. Like adults, sometimes Lana's attitude is able to provoke laughter.

“Ya, Baby. We'll stay here.” The sadness that had stopped disappeared instantly when the happy smile of his little girl was plastered in plain sight.

“Daddy yuga?” asked Lana in an adorable tone. “Yanya want kamal besal, teyus many oneka.” The two little girl's hands stretched wide, escaping from her mother's grasp.

Shanuella nodded. Spreading his gaze around the courtyard of the house, his smile grew even more when he found that Rarendra's car had been parked neatly under an acacia tree.

“We're in now.” Shanuella looked towards the tightly shut main door. There was no one, neither Rarendra nor the workers. “To where? Didn't Koko say that someone was working? What's at lunch?” 

Stepping with the princess, Shanuella led her little girl to the door of the house. He was already impatient to find Lana's happy face when he found a lot of surprises in it.

However, the surprise was not just for Lana. Just as Shanuella was about to push the two-leafed main door that turned out to be unlocked, she was made to gasp by splitting it into the house. As if dissatisfied with her, the mother of the lisp girl was again made to stop breathing when a beautiful figure wearing a sexy bathrobe appeared with a wet appearance.

“You ... you ...” Shanuella's world was frozen instantly, a limp, powerless body. He still recognized the beautiful woman before him. Although it was not as simple as it used to be, the smile was still the same as it was five years ago. “Kath?”