My Beloved Bodyguard's

My Beloved Bodyguard's
MBB 93'S


“You just go home. Let me take care of everything here.”


“But, Mas.”


Shanuella was about to refute when she accidentally saw Raredra's gaze holding back was disappointed in her direction. He was stunned, staring from between Bayu's arms. Something familiar was caught by him.


Why is he looking at me like that?


There was sadness, there was hurt, and there was helplessness screaming in the silence of a Rarendra. Those sad glittering eyes implied nestapa though no tears seemed to come out from both corners.


“I want to be here, Mas.” Shanuella, smash on Bayu's shoulder. The glance was on Rarendra who continued to talk through the gaze.


Who exactly is he? Why is his gaze so similar to someone. Those eyes belonged to Blade. I remember clearly.


“Poor Lana, she must be waiting for you to come home,” Bayu said, unraveling the decapitation. The face of Shanuella. There was a fret caught from the eyeball of the woman, revolted and was about to convey something.


“I've told Mbok Sari, Mas. If tonight is not likely to go home.”


“I've been watching here, you don't have to do it anymore.”


“But, Mas.” Glances


“Why?” Bayu asked softly. A friendly smile was etched on his tired face.


Shanuella.


The long haired woman said. Not much to complain, she had already grabbed the handbag lying on the sofa and was preparing to do as her husband told her.


“Mas want to eat with what?”


“Anything, Shan, The important thing can prop up the stomach.” Glancing at Rarendra who had been silent since.


What he planned. That unblinking look could provoke my wife into suspicion. What does he really want?


“There's more, Mas?” Shanuella hung the handbag on her arm and walked over.


“Buy me the drink too,” said Bayu, occasionally glancing towards the gurney.


Not many more questions, the beautiful woman walked towards the door. His directional steps with elegant body language showed an indisputable trace of the past. A daughter of a famous conglomerate, her movements also show her class. In a dream, Bayu never thought it would be at this point, married a Shanuella SunShine.


“Thank you for saving my wife, Boss.” Bayu turned around when the door to the room that managed to escape Shanuella from the room was tightly shut. Walking closer, he pulled the chair closer and sat there. He saw the wounded Rarendra.


“I'm fine.” The man's dry lips trembled. His memory was still fixed on the embrace that had not long occurred before him. She jealous. It was almost crazy to hold back the sense that suddenly gnawed at the soul. It was unacceptable, the woman who used to be his, was suddenly inside the deck of another man.


“But, still .. that heroic act will imprint in memory. His body trembled, it must have been a terrifying moment.


“I'm grateful to be able to arrive on time. Somehow .... when I got out of the airport, I felt a whisper asking me to walk there. Though. I don't know at all if there's Shan-Shan in there.” Rarendra lay on his back with his body covered in bandages. Laughing, the memories of last day and his past appeared in turn. “What is this because of the feeling in my heart that led me there?”