My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 61

“Mas.”

Shanuella flapped her eyelids repeatedly to make sure that the scene before her was truly real. Not an illusion in the middle of the feeling of erosion.

A knot smile was present along with the appearance of a handsome man from behind the car. Not much to say, a grin on the lips is enough to answer everything.

“Mas, how did you get here? Isn't it working?”

“Hmm.” Bayu walked closer. Without hesitation, grabbing the hand that was grasping the black bag.

“Mas” Shanuella flinched when her handbag was snatched. He resignedly stared at his fingers and Bayu was tightly intertwined. Cuddle each other, sweetly knotted with each other.

“I'll take you to the office.” Bayu leads the woman behind his back. Take it to the passenger side car door and open it.

“How can, Mas?”

Shanuella was stunned as her body was pushed slowly and forced to sit sweetly in the front seat. Faced, he was fixated on staring at the nimble hands of Bayu who helped to attach the seat belt. They live together for about five years, but the bond of taste of both is not yet perfectly strung.

“I'm your husband, Shan.” Bayu responded casually. Before closing the car door, she still had time to caress Shanuella's cheek.

“So, Mas can know everything?” guess Shanuella, glancing with the tail of an eye.

Bowing, Bayu brought his face closer and whispered. “Sure, Shan. I am the husband and father of your son. Of course I have to know everything about you in order to make sure my wife and son are okay.”

The words that made Shanuella flabbergasted and almost in disbelief. The woman speaks a thousand languages. He quietly observed the movement of the man who was running around the car and sat behind the wheel.

“Why?” Bayu showed off a thin smile. Looking towards Shanuella who kept staring at him unblinkingly before running the car.

“Thank you, Mas.”

“Everything, Mas. All this time, Mas Bayu has helped me and Lana a lot. Me ...”

“That's my responsibility, my duty. On the contrary, if I abandon you and Lana, her name is too late, Shan. Already, no need to overdo it. I didn't do anything wow either. I'm a husband. My job is to do what husbands should do. If you want to thank me, be a good mother to Lana.”

Bayu looked at Shanuella with an indescribable look. He knew at this moment that his wife was contemplating his words. Seen from the look of shady eyes that spread warmth.

“Mas.”

“Hmm.” The grip on the steering wheel is getting tighter, Bayu felt a thump in his chest. Almost crazy, his feelings are not out of whack. “Do not make my concentration break, Shan.” The man struggled to melt the atmosphere insoluble into feelings. Unfortunately, the struggle had to end when a slow grip on the arm destroyed everything.

Bayu's breath was held for a few seconds when he found his cheek was smashed. The incident was so quick and sudden, it didn't even make room for him to remember such a short kiss.

“Shan.” Bayu's voice sounded flat.

Shanuella. Hiding a pink hue on the cheeks. Shame that not only belongs to Bayu, he also feels the same way.

“You really, yes.” Bayu removed the seat belt that had been wrapped around the body and hurriedly grabbed Shanuella's nape. Not on his forehead, not on his cheeks, he gave a kiss on his wife's lips for the first time.

Deg.

Deg.

Deg.

The unusual touch shattered the hearts of both. Shanuella froze on the spot, her mind almost dying. Staring at her husband from such a close distance, a voice choked. Floating far away, his soul flew. The woman who had been close to the last five years no longer in contact with the opposite sex looked awkward. Until the kiss ended, everything still feels like a dream for him.