My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 80'S

Rarendra froze, he was stunned himself after putting together a story that might be the truth hidden.

I love Shan-Shan.

Don't touch Shan-Shan. Please hit me as much, please kill me. But, don't touch him. Don't hurt him anymore. He's not as strong as you think.

Rarendra's head throbbed, the world was turned upside down. Bayu's words have been considered the wind and suddenly flew in his brain.

Boss, I'm saying goodbye. My son's sick.

Boss, I have to get my son to school.

Rarendra shook his head, driving everything away. The feeling suddenly worsened. 

“Shan, we ha ... rus talk.” The man stammered. Without permission, grab Shanuella's hand that is being intertwined with Bayu's fingers. Forced decomposition

“Pak.” Shanuella. “Ada ... what?”

“You are ready Bayu?” The question to the point was accompanied by a probing gaze.

“Not a Mr.” affair Shanuella pulled back her hand, not letting the man dominate.

“Wood is married, ‘kan?” ask Rarendra. “Don't dodge, me and him are close friends. In fact, we once worked ...” The man regained his senses and abandoned his intentions. Wrong talk, everything's a mess. He had not been able to reveal his identity before confirming the apology he would get from Shanuella. “He often discusses his son and wife.

“Shan.” Rarendra jerked the young woman's wrist. 

“As Mas Bayu's employer, I think .. this question is inappropriate. If I am Mas Bayu's wife, why?” Shanuella answered presumptuously. He was annoyed at the foreign man who had confused him from the beginning. Similar Blade, but refused to admit. Instead, claim to be Rarendra. What makes him even more wondering is when the same man has also taken over the company. All is perfected by the fact that her husband works for the same person. Complete is an absurd, but real coincidence.

Rarendra gulped and fell silent. 

“If I'm not Mas Bayu's wife, then why?”

“You ready Bayu? He was married, it was impossible to relate to another woman until holding hands. Since when did you marry her?” Curiosity made him act shameless. An inappropriate question was asked by a Rarendra.

Shanuella sighed and tried to be patient. The weirdness that Rarendra showed implied something. There was something strange about the questions that the man was asking in front of him.

“Pak, our relationship is indeed close lately. But, there are limits. I'm working on an HVAC project for Mr. Rendra's residence. It's just, it sounds funny, why want to know my personal problems.” Shanuella ventured to look at her interlocutor. His fear and sadness at each sight of the Blade-like man suddenly disappeared. “Although, here Mr. Rendra as the employer or superior of Mas Bayu, I think also have no right to force me to answer.” 

Rarendra. “What is something that people cannot know? Why is the question simple, cannot be answered. I've been quiet ever since for making room for you, but, as Bayu's superior, I think I deserve to know.”

Shanuella was silent for a moment. He thought while observing the handsome look of the man before him.

Why is he so curious about me and Mas Bayu. Is he really not Blade? Doesn't Mas Bayu know who he is? But, Mas Bayu always insists Blade is dead. What .... all this time lest Blade have an accident and memory loss? So he never looked for me again. He didn't leave, but God made him unable to return to me.

“Whose are you?” Shanuella asked involuntarily. “You really aren't Blade? Or Blade who got lost and changed identities? You are not experiencing memory problems, ‘kan?”