My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 57'S

“Shan, are you okay?” Rarendra tried to touch Shanuella's arm and she was surprised to find the woman frightened. Though the touch is fairly light, does not imply anything.

Breathing hard, the face paled. Shanuella seemed to be shaken by something invisible. 

“Shan, breathable.” Rarendra panic. The release of the belt that surrounds Shanuella's body so that the woman is not getting crowded. “Inhale!” strangle the man behind the wheel who began to cross half his body towards the seat next to him.

Forcibly embraced, then deceived intimate. There was a floundering sense from the confinement, radiating out from the soul that had been injured all this time. A warm hug accompanied by a swab can calm a pinch of trauma wallowing in the invisible nestapa.

“Mas.” Shanuella voiced out after a few seconds her soul and body were shackled by the shadow of the past. “Dia ... died?” Not only was the voice trembling, the body was trembling violently.

“Shan, breathe and exhale slowly.” Rarendra leads the woman who is still overcome with fear.

“Mas ... did he die?” shanuella asked, half whispering. In a moment, his consciousness sank, wandering along half the dark stories of the past. A shock that everyone might have forgotten, but still imprinted on the side settles on the deepest side of his soul.

“Shan, relax!” Reading Shanuella's blank stare, Rarendra caught something. There are stories that are stored and intertwined into a prolonged scourge. Patted smooth cheeks that to immediately wake up and return to reality.

Flinched, the pale, sweaty woman on the forehead was dragged into the real world. Stiffened for a few seconds until he realized there was in the arms of the man who had been present in his hate and longing.

“Blade?” The whisper sounded soft. Observing the dashing figure that was grasping at him. It feels drawn to the past, when Shanuella world is so beautiful without running away.

“Sorry, I am Rarendra, not Blade,” firmly the handsome man, hurriedly unraveling the crib and giving distance. Returning to where he was, he tried to behave normally

“Sorry.” Shanuella's voice was floating. His face was flat when his consciousness returned. A speck of light was present amidst the darkness and dragged the woman back to the real world. Slightly stuck out his head, lurking what was happening in front of the car. The terrifying shadow that had appeared was in fact just an illusion.

“I'm sorry too. You okay?” Rarendra was suddenly awkward. 

“Sorry, I was ... had blank. Suddenly appeared and already in front of the car.” Rarendra.

“Yes, Sir. I understand.” 

Saying ‘saya’ at the beginning of the introduction began to change me. Rarendra gave a smile, at least the familiarity began to intertwine even though he had to limp. It's a process, and he realized getting there takes a long time.

The rest, awkwardness again enveloped the two. Shanuella was silent and focused on the scenery on the highway. While repeating what had just happened to him, occasionally glanced at Rarendra.

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Although not the first time, his palpitations and sadness were the same as when he first set foot into his old residence after so many years. Shanuella stared at the nanar towards the building which was still the same as when it was abandoned. It's just that, now unkempt, dust and weeds. In fact, some points in the main building appear to have been severely damaged.

“Shan.” Rarendra reached out. The bush makes it difficult for both of them to walk closer. 

The long-haired unravelling woman was stunned. Rarendra's attitude is a little strange. He saw the man who was offering himself to be a guide with his palm stretched out thrust at him. Smiles spread, the man in a milky white shirt was waiting for the woman in front of him to resign.

“Thank you. I can do it myself.”

Rejected and Rarendra surrendered? Sure didn't. The man smiled a resigned smile then shook his head faintly and chuckled softly. Walking in front, stepping over the bush and weeds, he let Shannuella with his arrogance. Occasionally, he still had a chance to glance back and make sure the woman was tailing behind him.

“Be careful, here are many snakes.” Rarendra stopped stepping and waited for a reaction that might benefit him.