My Beloved Bodyguard's
THE MBB 24

Life demands a lot from him. Shanuella is forced to undergo a scenario she does not want. A life that changes in the blink of an eye. From the big lady who was escorted to everywhere and had everything, now she mutated into an ordinary woman with an adorable princess. The little girl who kept him fighting after the great tragedy in life.

“I'll pick up!” asserted Bayu by hand grasping a spoon filled with fried rice that was ready to be launched into his daughter's mouth.

“Mas, I have to get out of town. There's a project that needs me. Fro's mother is unable to get there, Dragon is sick.” Shanuella.

“It's okay. After work, I stopped by your office, Shan.” The ‘non’ call that used to be attached to Shanuella crashed by itself. Bayu began to be able to put himself as the head of the family as well as the father of Lana.

“Serah Mas only.” Shanuella responded casually, continuing her breakfast.

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“It's Pram, owner of RD Group, and this is Barata, owner of BW Group.” Ditya Halim Hadinata introduced two adult men who that afternoon came with her.

“Rarendra Tan.” The handsome man in a black suit took off his glasses and placed them on the table. Experiencing one by one the adult men before him, he let go of a brief smile.

“Reynaldi Primary. Call Pram only.” The handsome man greeted Rarendra's friendly smile with a similar grin.

“Barata Wirayudha's. Can call Bara just to be more familiar.” He smiled briefly.

Rarendra. “Begini, as Ditya said before. I'm planning on renovating. The house has been empty for five years. According to the guards, there has been a lot of damage. I didn't know I had to be flanked. I leave it to the experts. Yes ... simple. I'm not the type to like something wah.” The man sat up. Taking her place beside Ditya, she sat facing her two guests with her hands on each other on the table.

Pram nodded. “Maybe my people have to survey to a new location can be obtained afterwards. When can my men get there? I'll send some people to check the conditions on the ground. Newly can compile RAB and all sorts after that.” The grown man sat cross-legged, his fingers casually tapping the glass table before him.

“When can.” Rarendra. Both of his lips pressed tightly together, the gaze shifting on the adult man next to Pram. “Pak Bara need survey too?”

“My company can only enter after building construction reaches a few percent. I'll coordinate with Pram.” The Barata company engaged in design seemed to pat the shoulders of colleagues and friends who were sitting at his side.

“OK, means no problem, yes.”

A simple conversation at lunchtime was going warm. Not only discussing work issues, the four engaged in warm talks with various topics that were on the rise. Intentionally choose a restaurant in one of the star hotels so that the meeting seemed relaxed while enjoying lunch.

Two hours passed, the fourth exclaimed chat had to be interrupted as Rarendra's phone shouted loudly. “Sorry.” The man got up and walked away.

Standing in front of a wide window, Rarendra welcomed a call from his personal bodyguard. The confidant who served him for the past five years.

“Yes, Bay. What's up?” ask her wily to stay awake.