My Beloved Bodyguard's
THE MBB 35

The sedan stopped at an office building parking lot. Both doors were still tightly shut, no one stepped down, either from the driver or passenger side doors.

“Mas, I leave for work first.” Shanuella raised her head, looking at the office building where she worked.

“Hmm.” Bayu smiled and stared fixedly at the beautiful woman who was starting to turn into an adult. Marrying Shanuella when she was a teenage girl, many changes were felt. The love that is always present at the beginning of the marriage, slowly evaporates as time goes on.

Before his wife actually got out of the car, Bayu suddenly thrust his hand and smiled nosily.

“Mas.” Shanuella. He saw the hands of the man hanging in the air.

“Ayo.” Bayu gave a smile while swinging his hand. “I'm your husband, Shan.” The man returned to voice.

“You what?” Shanuella. Suddenly her husband was acting strange. I don't know what Bayu wants by putting his hand on her.

“Kium hand. As in sinetron-sinetron.” Bayu.

Shanuella.

“I don't want to, Mas. What is this?” A look was fixed on the hand of Bayu hanging in front of his eyes.

“Custom yourself. Later, long time will get used to, Shan.” That terculum smile made Bayu look much sweeter. Moreover, the teasing look of the eye that glanced at his wife from the tip of the eye, able to make his interlocutor fall awake.

“I don't want.” Shanuella refused tightly.

“Shan?” Bayu smiled wryly, staring fixedly at his wife. “You need my blessing,” he said, explaining.

Shanuella still insisted arrogantly. Disputing Bayu's speech is one of his current hobbies.

“Come by, Shan.” Bayu already wanted to giggle when he saw Shanuella's pouting face.

“Pay.” The woman grabbed her husband's hand and kissed the back of the hand as instructed. Done by force, even he grumbled.

Just as her lips touched the back of Bayu's hand, her heart rippled. The feeling of annoyance suddenly disappears when the head shoots are frowned upon with tenderness. A series of prayerful words was also slowly filled.

“Do not get angry again. You look so much more beautiful with a smile. Have a nice day, all the work is done. I'll pick you up later. Call me, Shan.” Bayu finished his words by peeping his wife's forehead warmly.

A raised look, Shanuella was stunned. Bayu's words seemed to be an encouragement in the midst of his arid feelings. Brave to face each other, there was something that the man shared through the gaze.

Comfort, warmth, and affection that may not be obtained so far from others. Shanuella's eyes flickered, suddenly there was a push from within her heart that asked her to cry.

“Already. You'll be late. No need to cry. I need your laugh, not your tears. That was enough to replace my fatigue. Later, I'll pick up.” Bayu opened the car door and rushed down. Surrounding the vehicle, he immediately opened the door on Shanuella's side and let his wife down.

“Thank you, Mas. I'm probably home a little late. My boss sent a message. He said there was a sudden project. Home renovation and I was asked to review to the location,” Shanuella explained at length.

“Ya. Call me anytime. I asked to go home early today. I'd like to take you and Lana out to eat.” Bayu. “A long time ago we didn't eat out, Shan. Mbok Sari and Lana must be excited. About Mommy, we reset the schedule. We'll go together.”

There was no reply, Shanuella had already run away from Bayu without comment. Always so, since the first marriage his second life like a stranger locked together.

“He still won't look at me at all.” Bayu's gaze suddenly sad. A layer of sadness adorned his black eyes that continued to watch the movement of the wife until it disappeared from view.