My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 63

The twilight eroded, the reddish luster slapped the shahdu. A handsome man looked contemplating on the veranda of the house. Sitting alone legs crossed neatly, accompanied by a roll of tobacco that billows between the index and middle fingers. Occasionally the cigarette was smoked deeply, shortly exhaled until white fog airs up to stifle the chest.

Unusually, the calm Bayu suddenly prolonged. There's a load clumping in the chest and it needs a way out as soon as possible. Rarendra's word still filled the mind and made the man confused. Drowning in a daydream, he did not notice the presence of someone walking over.

“Mas.”

Step by Step stopped right in front of Bayu, Shanuella still with work clothes appeared holding a glass of warm coffee with a distinctive aroma out. Put it on a tiny, weathered wooden table at an age meal.

Not the usual answer, Shanuella sighed while looking at the beautiful face that was bearing heavy problems. Such was more or less what the woman read when she clashed with the look of her husband.

“Shan.” Bayu turned to the source of the voice and hurriedly switched off the cigarette in his hand. Pressed to the bottom of the glass ashtray and left to be stooped in the middle of the disposal container.

“Why are you, Mas?” Shanuella.

Enforcing her seat, Bayu hurriedly grabbed the coffee cup and sipped it with the tip of her lips. Soon Shanuella will chatter, discuss her unusual daydreams or lecture her on the dangers of a cigarette that will kill the entire house.

“Something happened, Mas?” Shanuella throws a question, teasing Bayu's curious side. Not usually a cigarette can stretch without comment.

Looking up, Bayu observed the beautiful face that was staring giddy, “I'm fine, Shan.” Bayu put the coffee cup back onto the wooden table.

“Mas lied,” accuse Shanuella without further ado.

They are married not a day two days, of course understand each other even though they pretend not to care. Bayu's attention and understanding has been able to thrill Shanuella's feelings even though the woman struggles to ignore her.

“Since when have you noticed me, Shan?” Bayu looked calm. Staring presumptuously, the man waited for an answer.

“Hah!”

The soot-black beiris woman was stunned.

“Since when noticed me?” Bayu asserted again.

Shanuella. “If you don't want to tell a story, it’s okay, Mas. Get inside. Don't daydream here. Lana looking for you.” Turning the conversation aside, the woman with tired eyes turned around. However, his steps must be stopped when the wrist is blocked, Bayu does not allow him to stay away.

“Mas?”

A friendly smile defies the twilight. Bayu looked squinting, teasing Shanuella. Slowly squeezed the wrist, not sincere to take off. In one jolt, the woman in front fell on the lap, resigned in the arms.

Stifled, Shanuella bit her lip so that her surprised voice did not come out. He did not want to shake the whole house with his screams, It took a few seconds to master the situation and restore reality.

“I want to talk, Shan.” Bayu's voice shook and sounded slowly. Locking on Shanuella's body sitting on his lap tightened, the man dropped his chin on his wife's shoulder. The simple act seemed sweet that could freeze the 24-year-old woman.

Listening in silence, Shanuella bowed.

“Shan ..” Swallow before starting speech. “If I ...” Heavy for Bayu explained his heart contents.

“Why, Mas?”

“I want to go from here, Shan.”

“Why?”

“I want to start with you.”

“Why should you go?”

“So no more disturbing. Instead, you also want to be able to escape from the shadows of the past?”

“But, don't have to go from here, Mas. I can't leave Mommy.”

“Nothing should be sacrificed, Shan?”

“Yes, Mas. But I chose to stay here. Mommy and Daddy are here, I ...”

“If I ask you to resign from work, are you ready?” Bayu hesitates.