My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 88'S

In the rest of the energy, Rarendra who almost lost his mind was heard screaming loudly and pounding the samsak until finally someone pulled his shoulder from behind. 

“Rarendra Tan!” That masculine voice was bluffing, resuscitating a shirtless man bathed in sweat “Aware!” 

A crushing blow hit the jaw and made Rarendra fall within seconds. He was lying on a green grass. Eyes closed tightly, breathing up and down.

“Don't be crazy.” The man who was none other than Rarendra's best friend seemed to stand in front with his hands out of his waist. “Broken heart can, stupid don't! Women are not just one in the world. There are still many who are ready to mate with you.” The man whose full name is Aryya Mighty Hutomo Putra or commonly called Erka was resuscitated.

Rarendra was still lying on his back, his arms bent shut his eyes. Not just dispelling the glare of the sun, he hid his tears to make others invisible.

“If indeed love dies, chase to the end of the world.” Erka reminded.

“She is married.” After being silent, Rarendra spoke. “She married my own confidant.” The voice complained softly. Occasionally sounding sobbing from a face covered with arms.

“Not just him, ‘right? Rarendra will have no shortage of women. Come on, Bro. Wake up! Conscious! This isn't the Rarendra Tan I know. Why is it so weak?” Erka added.

Rarendra.

“Come!” A hand was stretched out right in front of Rarendra. “Build! Don't embarrass our community. How could a player like you possibly lack women?” 

The sound of the waves disturbed Rarendra. Getting rid of the arms that closed her eyes, she glared at Erka. “Bigger! Watch you!” Welcoming his best friend's hand, the man who was recovering energy seemed to force his lips to smile.

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“Aaah.” The sound of pain sounded loud and spontaneous when accidentally hit by a spoon.

“Sorry, Mom. It hurts?” Shanuella gently rubbed the corner of the lip that was hit by the spoon and blew it slowly.

“Slightly. If it's blown like this, it feels light. Especially if it is kissed.” Bayu is still flirting. The pain in his body disappeared with just a single smile of Shanuella. The woman slowly infiltrated her heart and filled her own place. With Lana, the two established themselves, becoming the owners of the heart of a Bayu Lesmana.

A torrent of orange appears on both cheeks Shanuella, spread warm in the heart of the man who was struggling with irregular pounding jerking chest. Only with a shy smile and a blushing face, the woman was able to tear apart the heart of Bayu who began to craze in the morning blind.

“Em ... how's Lana doing?” Bayu stuttered when he found Shanuella wronged. He cursed himself when he dared to flirt, but could not muffle the pounding on his own chest.

I'm going crazy. Why should he be so timid? 

Bayu watched Shanuella's trembling hand thrust out a spoon filled with chicken porridge for her. The man's smile flashed, finding the clumsy who was mastering.

“Lana has been to school. The Mbok Sari. Open your mouth, Mas.” Shortly before the spoon in front of the lips.

“Thank you, my wife. Keep smiling like this, despite what happens in front later.” Biting her lips, Bayu sizzled softly as the pain came. Covered Shanuella's face with a sassy, presented a kiss.

Sorry, I'm late, guys. Love you all.