My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 65'S

“Papa.” 

Lana's tiny lips cried out happily, shedding the fret that lingered in Bayu's mind. For a moment, the man diverted his jealousy, clutching the tiny figure that had already climbed the lap presumptuously.

“Why, Dear?” Bayu kissed Lana's cheek, the tail of the eye continuing to follow Shanuella who received the call at the end of the veranda. A few meters from where he sat.

“Papa smell.” Lana closes her nose, clamping with her little fingers. The scent of nicotine dominates the caffeine sensation that is faintly smelled at the end of the adult man's puff.

“Really?” Bayu exhaled his breath in front of the palm and inhaled it for a moment. Before long he chuckled and shouted at Mbok Sari to get a glass of water.

“Mbok, please get me some water.” Bayu chuckled, throwing his face the other way. Do not want the princess just a prolonged protest.

“Just take.” The four-year-old girl jumped down from her papa lap and chuckled softly. 

Bayu looked at his little girl running into the house. The horse-tied hair seemed to be swinging as its tiny body darted swiftly. Oscillating following his agile body movements. The gaze turned to Shanuella, his wife was still pecking at the original place. 

Trying to eavesdrop, but his hearing could not catch a word. Shanuella's voice was too slow, as if hiding from him. Slinging, Bayu chose to wrap his hands around the woman's waist from behind, sticking the ears on the back of the hand that is now holding the phone.

“Hah!” Shanuella. Chin raised stiff. His flat face seemed to indicate that he was currently having an affair..

“Sstt.” Bayu only sizzled slowly while rubbing Shanuella's flat stomach so as not to be surprised excessively. He didn't mean anything, just wanted to eavesdrop on his wife's conversation.

“Sorry, Sir. I'll discuss it with my team. Em ...” Shanuella glanced at Bayu who was listening to his chatter.

“Good. I'll pick up or ...”

Shanuella could feel a slow grip on her stomach as Rarendra offered an invitation. The wood that was eavesdropping suddenly reacted. He did not understand the chatter of the two, but his heart ached and sliced.

“We met on location only, Sir,” broke up Shanuella. 

Just as the call was interrupted, a faint sound of a child interrupting sounded. Rarendra flinched across, repeating the greeting of the little girl who shifted her world.

“Papa!” 

Shanuella and Bayu turned their heads at the same time, looking at the little girl with a glass of water that was surging.

“Yanya.” Bayu snatched the glass from his daughter's pouting hand. The little girl was jealous when she saw him embrace Shanuella.

“No boyeh peyuk-peyuk Mama.” Lana's head shook tightly, pulling Bayu's free left hand.

“Why can't?” Bayu gulped down the water in the glass and thrust his empty glass at Shanuella. “Shan, please.”

The man crouched down, aligning his height with the princess. Dusapnya head shoots Lana with full softness before finally two tiny hands wrapped around the neck and embraced him friendly.

Ah, how can I let go of all this for another man. Not only Shanuella, Lana is mine. How could I lose these two women. I did come with nothing, just a handful of responsibilities and a sense of empathy for both. But, am I wrong to expect more. These five years mean a lot, not just sympathy, but both are imprinted in the heart and take their own place. Bayu ya Shanuella, Bayu ya Lana. We are a family, not alone. We are part of Lesmana.

“Papa,” greet Lana, adorable.

Bayu closed his eyes, enjoying his daughter's small arms. Hearts were filled, suddenly feeling a tightness as the shadow of parting was present before the eyes. In the midst of the turmoil that was rolling his feelings, another hand felt hugging from behind. The man was completely shocked when he felt a hug followed by someone clinging tightly to his back.

“Shan?” 

Almost in disbelief, Bayu turned his back in the middle of Shanuella and Lana's arms. At this point, his sincerity is being tested. He was not willing to give up both for Rarendra. Although in reality, this five years of existence is no more than a status.

Screaming in my heart, crying without tears. Bayu who does not have relatives was not willing to feel the loss that might happen soon.