My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 68'S

Shaking a rough bell, Rarendra threw away the shadow where he aimed at Shanuella after their beautiful unification. There was regret hidden in a bitter grin. When the lips are able to lie, the heart will be honest in speaking. The old wound was real, but when it hurt the young girl, her heart also bled.

“Alvocate juice one, orange juice two. Em ... seafood fried noodles without squid. Em, put on a lot of tomato sauce. I ordered chicken satay, Padang sauce crab, flour fried shrimp, Soto Betawi vegetable chops and oxtail soup .. and ..” Rarendra's voice disappeared as Shanuella's gaze was questionable and directed at him.

“How can I order all my favorite foods? Not everyone knows I don't like squid and love the tomato sauce that much for fried noodles.”

“What else, Sir?” The restaurant waiter is still waiting for his next order.

“Puti rice for three people and mineral water.”

“Good, I repeat, Sir.” 

Rarendra no longer listened. Waving his hands, he asked the waiter to leave immediately. There is something to talk about with Shanuella, more than just work.

The waiter in black walked away, Rarendra straightened up and sat down and cleared his throat slowly. Fingers drift apart on the table, staring in the shade at the other person.

“Who are you? How can I know so much about me?” Shanuella threw a question.

“Rarendra Tanuwijaya.” Both eyebrows swung, the corner of Rarendra's lips gave rise to a thin grin. “You already know, right?”

Shanuella nodded. “How can you know so much about me? The food and the way it was served was the same as my taste. In fact, squid ...”

“It just so happens that our tastes are the same. I don't think there's anything special.” Rarendra is still evasive.

“I can't believe.” Shanuella shook her head weakly, scrutinizing the man before her. “There are so many unreasonable coincidences. I'm sure ...”

“Why order so much food?” Shanuella asked again.

“Bayu will join us. I want to introduce you. In the future, if there is any problem, you can contact him when you can not contact me.”

Shanuella nodded and huffed. Not arguing, he loves peace more. Free to pull veins for something that does not find common ground. Waiting for the order to arrive, the silence enveloped both. 

No more conversations, Rarendra busy himself with a cell phone. The man sent a message to Bayu, who he left in the car alone. Long fingers dancing on a cellphone screen, he sent an order to his bodyguard to join the restaurant while carrying an order for a bouquet of flowers.

“Bay, go inside and join. Bring me the bouquet of flowers I missed in the car. I wait.”

The message Rarendra sent with a real printed smirk. Soon there would be a show and he was already impatient to witness the shocked faces before his eyes.

A double-lined blue tick indicates the message was received. The agreed answer was sent briefly. Seconds by seconds feels like a long time. Rarendra was already impatiently waiting for the peak of his plan. Knowing Bayu who had been a confidant and his friend involved with Shanuella, his chest rippled. He is not yet clear on the certainty of the relationship between the two. However, that anger and jealousy rumbled in his chest.

The drink order came along with the sound of footsteps approaching. Rarendra who was sitting on his back still did not realize. Busy dividing orange juice and avocado on the table. Until the masculine voice greets, distract the man and woman.

“Pak, sorry this bouquet of flowers ..” 

Shanuella raised her head. His face looked flat, staring fixedly at the dashing figure dressed in black who was carrying a bouquet of red roses. Rarendra turned around, both eyes glaring at the man who had greeted him.

“This, Sir.”