My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 45'S

Jemari looked at each other, footsteps in tandem. Bayu took Shanuella to a car parked in the hospital courtyard. At first glance, maybe no one suspects that they are a married couple. In addition, the age is too far away, the appearance is like heaven and earth. The white woman is smooth with a petite body and oriental face, while her partner is stocky with skin close to the mature sapodilla and of course the typical appearance of the archipelago.

“Log, Shan.” Bayu opened the car door and let his wife sit down. He put a black handbag into his lap and smiled warmly.

“Thank you, Mas.”

“Smiles. Remember Lana,” said Bayu before closing the door and running small towards the other side of the car.

Shanuella turned to the side just as the adult male got into the car and sat behind the wheel. In retrospect, Bayu is a wingless angel who saved him five years ago. If the man and Mbok Sari choose to leave like everyone else, he is not sure he will remain in this world.

“Mas.”

Bayu flinched when his left arm was embraced with a friendly when going to start the car engine. His feelings were a mess when Shanuella had already spread indulgence to him. It happens rarely, but that doesn't mean it never existed. It's just that, as a husband sometimes he feels worried. Fear of being swept away by his own feelings.

Being near the beautiful and attractive Shanuella, which man is not disturbed. Likewise with Bayu. Slowly, her sense of arrogance as a subordinate crumbled as the status of the husband gave her the flexibility to touch the beautiful woman whole. However, he cannot be careless. Their relationship started from just status without involving feelings. Although finally, it is admitted that the snare drowned him in a vortex of taste that did not dare to be openly expressed.

“Why?” Bayu's voice shook, resisting the turmoil that was raging inside the chest. Shanuella's touch affected him.

The lips of Bayu. Smile, spread comfort.

“Then, keep smiling at me like this.” Patting Shanuella's cheeks presumptuously, Bayu hoped that one day the woman next to him could read the feelings he kept tight. Not expecting the feeling to get a similar reply, he just wanted his wife to know that love was sincere.

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The moon slowly rose at the top of the head, densely clutching Shanuella in her solitude. Standing in front of the window, gazing at the dark from the curtain that half-shuttered. Intentionally choosing to get out of the room, he did not want to disturb Lana's sleep.

“Dad, he's coming again. Although not willing to admit that it was him, but I'm sure it was him,” whispered Shanuella. After what he's been through all day, he can't be okay.

Pieces of his old story flew, the painful first love story seemed real. He could feel both joy and pain at the same time. It felt real and forced her tears to spill.

“Blade, what's my fault with you? Why is it so bad for me. You leave after you have taken everything, you leave the innocent seed. What is my sin on you? When you come back in my life .. You even refuse to admit. I know it's you. Me ...”

Unable to continue, Shanuella chose to cry bitterly. There are many things that he hides from everyone, even the world. How his heart hurt and bleeds today, yesterday, and maybe tomorrow. He is still not fully healed. There are too many secrets he should know.