My Beloved Bodyguard's

My Beloved Bodyguard's
THE MBB 34


“Not that means he has no right to live, right?” todong Bayu's. “Remember, I offered you when Lana was a red baby. You defend it, not me or Mbok Sari. You want him to stay here. I gave you freedom of choice. Defend or dispose of it?”


Shanuella. Tears suddenly stopped. He remembered his dark story first. Yeah, she's the one who decided to keep Lana, not someone else's.


“Ya, I know.” Shanuella nodded slowly and disentangled herself from Bayu's embrace.


“This is your decision. If you regret it yourself, don't involve me or Lana. In fact, we don't know anything. We're in this room because of your and Blade's fault. All this time, have we ever complained?”


“I know, Mas.” Shanuella wiped her tears.


“Then, what do you want now?” Bayu did not give a gap for Shanuella to continue to blame Lana. The man kept reminding me how it all started.


Shanuella.


“Shan, you should know one thing. There are no coincidences in this world. Everything that happened was planned. Either by God, or by man himself. Our job is only one. Be the best of man, avoid sin as much as possible. That's enough, no need to be someone who ‘wah’. Just be yourself, enough to be someone who is what is. Five years we spent together ...” Bayu took a long breath. “You should know how heavy the days we spent. One thing, there is no need to cultivate expectations too high. Let us take our part, God finish His part.”


The adult tried to explain. As a person who first lived the bitter sweetness of life trying to explain.


“Don't blame Lana for something that's definitely not her fault. If someone else makes a mistake, then he's left to you. Are you going to accept it?” ask Bayu.


Shanuella.


“You alone cannot accept, so how could your daughter possibly accept your guilt being bestowed upon her. Remember, he never asked to be born.” Bayu.


“Already. Get ready now, I'll take you to the office. Lana doesn't need to go to school today. Take a day or two rest at home. After all, still TK A, no issue permission.”


Bayu was about to get off the bed when he felt two hands suddenly hugging his waist from behind. Before long, he could feel someone crumbling behind his back. Gasping, the man's body suddenly stiffened.


“I'm sorry, Mas.”


Bayu is still frozen. No overreaction. He was too shocked by Shanuella's sudden attitude. Five years into their household journey, the more he hugged his wife. All this time, the woman was stiff, cold, and unwilling to open up.


“Why?”


After a long silence, Bayu made a sound. The feeling is explosive when treated with sweetness even if only a simple decapitation without meaning.


“For this long .. me and Lana have troubled you a lot.”


There was a small laugh from Bayu's lips before the man finally made a sound.


“You're my wife. Then, what's the problem? Troubled and bothered ...” Bayu. “It's my responsibility, Shan. So, don't feel bothered. I never mind.”


“Thank you, Mas.” Shanuella still hugged her husband's burly back and stole a thin kiss there.


“If you want to thank me, please be nice to Lana. She's my daughter, please take good care of her. Treat him like a favorite child, because he is the reason our relationship exists. Without Lana, there's no us, just me and you.”