My Beloved Bodyguard's
The Extra Chapter 9

“Don't get angry, Shan. Misunderstanding is common. His name is also household ...”

“I'm not married to him,” cut Shanuella, no accept.

Mengulum smiled, Bayu feeling a little relieved. While gripping the steering wheel, he glanced at the woman who was throwing a protest to refute all her words. Simply hearing Shanuella's short sentences, he could guess the contents of his master's heart. 

“Yes, on the way. Just the same, Just counting the days, Shan.”

Shanuella's lips are back in a cone.

“Lana it goes down your nature. If there is something that is not liked, the lips will advance first. Exactly with your lips now.”

“Mas, don't tease me.” Hands folded in the chest, Shanuella's countenance grew increasingly sour.

“I'm serious, Shan. You're adorable as you are now. Don't do it often in front of Rendra. I can't guarantee you'll survive. Can-can be engulfed in place.” Bayu's laughter broke out along with Shanuella's loud protest, The atmosphere slowly melted, like the feeling of a woman who would soon become a bride who also slowly began to improve.

“I miss ...”

“Don't miss anything, Shan. Because you are moving towards the future. Missing the past will only keep you stuck and unable to progress.” The ever-wise wood reminded Shanuella. 

The one being spoken to seemed to be listening.

“Don't say haven't moved on. Life is a choice, Shan. You have the right to choose to crawl, walk, run, maybe even stay in place. Move on or not, not a situation that requires. But, it's a choice.” Bayu biting lips at the end of the word. Talking is not as easy as living it. Like he is currently hiding the wounds of the world and pretending to be fine.

Silently, Bayu's speech can make Shanuella turn her head on the man who is seriously gripping the steering wheel. Flat face, he was unable to read anything from the adult figure.

“Life your life. Do it for yourself and Lana. I too am struggling to move on from you. We are both in a race to forget the past. Believe me, who can do it first, he is the one who will embrace perfect happiness.” 

The series of characters flew over and filled Shanuella's mind. Sounds beautiful and promising, but he himself is not sure will find the essence of the sentences in the real world.

...***...

“Mas.” 

Shanuella hesitated when stepping into a simple residence impressed luxurious new first visited. A sweeping view of the surroundings, admiring the interior within. Penthouse with glass dominance that meets the need for space in one place is quite spacious. The living room, family room, and dining room following the kitchen looks free without a partition.

“Enter. Don't hesitate. Consider your own home. Because it's your husband's house.” Bayu doesn't look awkward at all. Throwing the car keys on the glass table in the living room, the old woman opened the door for them when she entered.

“He teases me constantly.” Shanuella sneaked behind the back of the man who was asking the house assistant.

“Bu, Rendra where?”

“Break in room. Coming home with Non Lana.” The woman explained as she glanced at Shanuella. “Kap the door. Most were messing with Non Lana inside.”

“Oh, yes already. Mom, make black coffee, yes.” Bayu rules, then takes Shanuella to meet Rarendra. 

The bride-to-be had to solve their problems and she didn't want to be involved. While leading Shanuella, he took the woman in front of the door of Rarendra's room.

“Tap and go inside. Solve your problems well.”

Shanuella. The two hands clinging to each other held back nervously. 

“There's your daughter inside, she can't be anything.”

“But, Mas ...” Shanuella's voice was floating. “How does it say?”

Bayu was dumbfounded, then chuckled softly. “Use your lips. Ask her what you want to know about her life. Most importantly, make room for her to explain, make room for yourself to digest all of her explanations. Talk about all, both. I don't want to get involved, because it's not a deliberation for consensus. I'm tired, want to enjoy coffee for a moment.”

The man hoped that what happened on this day would be the last problem before Shanuella stepped into the wedding gate. Trust that was once entrusted Sunjaya—sang daddy—before exhaling last breath.

...***...

Stepping in doubt, Shanuella froze to find a dashing figure lying on her back on the bed with one arm bent over her face. Next to her, Lana was sitting cross-legged. The little girl was seriously watching cartoon videos on her phone in a not-so-toned voice.

“Lan, what are you doing?” Shanuella greeted softly. Do not want to bother the owner of the room that is resting on the bed.

“Mama!” 

Lana squealed and jumped on the bed, forcing Shanuella's pair of eyes to turn.

“Ssttt, don't jump around. Later, Daddy wake up.” 

The young woman put her index finger on her lips. Rushing over to the princess, Shanuella was more astonished when she found the bed in disarray. The banknotes were scattered and the important cards belonging to Rarendra were scattered and out of the storage wallet.

“Lana, what are you doing, son. Later Daddy angry.” Throwing her buttocks on the lip of the bed, Shanuella hurriedly tidied up what her daughter had already destroyed. “Do not unload stuff Daddy, Son. Where do you get it.”

Grabbing the black leather wallet that was spread out on the bed, Shanuella slipped back sheet by sheet of banknotes into it. After making sure nothing was left behind, the woman turned to some of the cards that had been unraveled.

“Tuh, Yanya ambiy dayi shana, Ma.” A tiny index pointed up to the table beside the bed.

“Do not do it again. What if Daddy's important stuff is missing?” 

Shanuella slipped a black insurance card into the wallet. The woman will only store two credit cards when she accidentally finds an old photo hiding behind a debit card. Nested curiosity forced him to behave presumptuously, Issued slowly and dumbfounded.

“I ... this ...” Shanuella's sight blurred. He was speechless when he found a photo five years ago while still living with his daddy happy life. Given the clear where the picture was taken, the woman's heart was rolled longing.

Life is unpredictable. In five years, a lot of things happened. The sweet girl who was taking pictures with her father was taken right after the anniversary of the company that now lives in memory.

“Dad ...” Tears held back, Shanuella did not want to remember the wound for longer. Right now, she was already happy with Lana, at least that was what she wanted to show the world. 

Amidst the waves that struck her feelings, Shanuella froze as a pair of hands suddenly clenched from behind. Accompanied by a sweet kiss on his cheek, followed by a regretful speech at the end of his hearing.

“Shan, I'm sorry. For God's sake, Kathy and I have nothing to do. I dare swear ... on behalf of my daughter ..” 

The hand that was still grasping the piece of the photo drooped down on the lap. Bayu's words again flew in Shanuella's mind.

Turning around, the woman found a pair of eyes filled with deep regret begging for forgiveness. Rarendra put both hands on Shanuella's shoulders speechlessly, his head lowered, he was like a sick person waiting for a hanging.

Long silent, Shanuella finally made a soft voice. “I trust you, Koko.”

The sorrow that was taking hold suddenly disappeared. Binar nestapa changed tinge of happiness. No longer caring about the figure of Lana, Rarendra kissed Shanuella's lips with a sharp squeeze. No longer allowed the prospective wife to launch excessive protests.

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” Dawning Shanuella's lips for a long time, Rarendra gasped when he felt a tiny hand strangle his neck from behind his back.

“Daddy flinches!” 

Hitting Rarendra's shoulder as a form of protest, Lana will only ride on the man's back when she hears a knock from behind the door.

“Shan, I'm sorry, yes.” Bayu's voice faintly sounded from outside.

“Papa?” Lana's sculpting, sharpening her hearing. Not long after, the little girl jumped up in excitement and shouted loudly. “PAPA!”