My Beloved Bodyguard's
Chapter 59

“I'm Endra, not your Blade.” Rarendra.  

Shanuella. For a moment, he was lost in an alien dimension. The floating space that made him worry. The feeling of wandering in search of a bright spot. Where hate and love are just a dim line. In fact, he was starting to feel it now. Degup and debar come challenging.

“How can you tell the story of the old Shanuella? I bet you're Blade, right?” Guessing and accusing felt almost similar, the woman with long hair down was adamant.

“Remember, I am present in your past even though you may not know me. I know your daddy, I know some of your family guards who now have some service to me.” Rarendra explained as much as he could. Don't want to feel like making excuses. “They often tell of her spoiled employer and ..”

“I'm not so!” shanuella said, ketus. He couldn't take it when someone gossiped behind him. Hurriedly breaking her embrace, she took a few steps back.

“Already. If not, no problem. Everyone has the right to judge what we are like, but reality. Just like my assessment of you right now, not affected by the discordant voices out there.”

Shanuella looked at her interlocutor with her haughty attitude. Researched from top to bottom, observed while looking for traces of Blade in it. Not looking at all, the beautiful figure in front of him was indeed much more fragrant and classy. 

“We start now?” tawar Rarendra, please.

Entering the building with the rest of the real-looking gallantry, Shanuella casts away Blade's shadow and tries professionally. It's part of the job and he has to be able to tell which ones he can and shouldn't do.

Deg.

Shanuella. Not because of the changes that make his work will experience many changes, but what Rarendra said was part of his dream.

“I want to have a wide walk in closet. With glass cabinets standing gallantly,” he said unconsciously. 

Shanuella's job is only to take care of the procurement of coolers in all corners of the room, no relation to interior or exterior design. 

“Good.” Shanuella commented briefly, imagining what Rarendra was displaying even though it was not part of his job. He could enjoy all the luxury and beauty that the man was trying to bring. Feeling one way, that was how he felt when all the plans were smoothly exposed.

Looking at his interlocutor, Rarendra noticed the facial expression of a woman who now looks much more mature than five years ago. The former dominating power changed manhood. Scribes on the face, skin that is slightly dark as if showing how life has been cruel and unfair.

“You're great.” There is admiration in the words. A faint smile came along with a short sentence of praise. “Not everyone can survive and fight like you, Shan. I did not follow your journey. But, seeing you standing here with your head held high, I know .. you are amazing.”

Rarendra's words reminded Shanuella of the dashing figure that had been behind her. A great man who faithfully accompanies and takes responsibility for himself and Lana. He was touched, imagined Bayu's support all this time.