My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 73

“Shan.” 

Rarendra. At this point, his guts shrank. Not having the courage to admit the truth, let alone expose all the mistakes. His handsome face looked lethargic, the zeal that had once vanished out of nowhere. He lost his way, unable to master the circumstances that suddenly turned against him. Thought, Bayu will be cornered and knocked out with his game, the reality is now the man has the upper hand.

The insolent!

“Why silent?” 

Bayu sassyly asked. Lost already the feeling of condolence subordinates and employers who have been guarded all this time. The bullet that Rarendra threw made all respect and sympathy disappear in an instant. In fact, he could no longer afford to pay any more respect.

“Not. I'm not Blade. I'm Rarendra Tan.” A sad look was directed at Shanuella. The seep of sadness was vivid and vividly adorned the helpless handsome look. Hands clenched tightly, a pinch of honesty exploded in the chest as if wanting to break down and voice everything. Love that is harbored in silence begins to show its existence. It's like a revolt, out of confinement. Urgent and wanting to shout, proclaiming the truth.

Frankly speaking! Tell her you love her.. Tell me you can't forget it. Tell me you're just as tortured. You missed him all this time.

The words of encouragement are fighting inside Rarendra. His empire was in confusion.

Pursue your love, Endra. Don't be a fool anymore. You loved her. This is love, don't deny it. The nights you spend in tears should be enough to open your heart. It's love. You turn hate into love just as God turns a storm into a rainbow. Then, what's wrong?

“You heard yourself ‘kan, Shan? He's not Blade, he's just a stranger who happens to resemble that loser.”

“Are you Blade?” A cry broke out at the end of the question, Shanuella closed her eyes. Repeating the pseudo happiness that is testing it now. The smile that has been present only wraps poignant so as not to be too obvious. 

Rarendra. Staring fixedly at the beautiful woman tearfully in front of him. Both hands clenched, struggling not to embrace and embrace Shanuella who haunts dreams and reality.

“I ...” The man's teeth chattered, sighing repeatedly so that the turmoil that was exploding in the chest was still under his control. He could not confess before making sure Shanuella had forgiven him. “I Rarendra Tanuwijaya.” The nails of Rarendra stuck in the palm, the man again growled slowly. Unwilling to see his self-defense collapse, he turned around and left.

“Meet me after dropping her off. Bring my car!” tell Rarendra to throw the car keys at Bayu. “We should talk as men. You owe me an explanation!”

Bayu was jolted when the car keys hit his chest and clinked as he clashed against the hard of the floor. Picking it up while looking at Shanuella who was sobbing without a sound.

Rarendra exhaled with his mouth when he turned around. Crystal liquid suddenly descended from both corners of the eyes and hurriedly rubbed it. Doesn't want to look weak, especially if others see him hurt.

Love is not always happy. 

Rarendra's eyes were reddened. 

Sorry, I'm late up a few days.