Bodyguard Beautiful Sultan

Papa is Not Fair !

" What??!! Engga...Sultan does not need a bodyguard especially a stiff woman like a wooden model that !" his words insulted a woman who stood unmoved behind Bima the father who was sitting in front of him.

" Keep your mouth Sultan! Papa never educated you to be able to arbitrarily judge people let alone to such an insult!"

Sultan saw the look in the eyes of the father who stared at him sharply.

" But pah..."

" That's enough...!! From now on Shakira will be your personal bodyguard replacing Javier who will be the head of the guard at the mansion "he added with great emphasis

" Shakira.." call Bima to the woman behind her.

" Yes sir ?"

Shakira moved her position to the side of her great master.

" From now on your duty is to escort the young master and ensure his safety "he said

Bima moved from her seat

" I entrust the safety of my son to you Shakira" he continued patting Shakira on the shoulder and passing from before them.

The Sultan returned to his seat behind the desk, he snorted in annoyance. According to her this was unfair to her, she was a grown man she did not need a nanny let alone a rigid wooden tub nanny like Shakira.

" Huffthhh..this is not fair!" The Sultan wastes his coarse breath

" And you.don't try to get close to me! stand as far away from me as possible !" her hardness

" I'm not approaching you sir, I'm just escorting you "the answer is flat

" Hey.I'm not talking to you! " The Sultan clenched his hand

" Make me some coffee!" decreed

" I'm sorry the master wasn't in the details of my assignment" he said flatly

" I'm not asking you, I'm commanding you! Aaahhh.. It is free to talk to a stiff person like yourself !"

The Sultan contacted his secretary and asked him to make him a cup of bitter coffee.

" Sir.this is the coffee..."

Siska served a cup of hot coffee to Sultan on his desk as soon as Shakira opened the doors of the Sultan's den for him.

" Thank you Siska." she said without looking at her secretary.

Sultan is focusing on his laptop, he is designing a new product that he designed himself to serve as the flagship product of the year at Athalah Corp.

Siska who had just noticed Shakira's presence gave a cynical look to her and passed from before her and certainly had no effect on her.

" Hey Shakira...does your stomach need not be filled?? " ask the Sultan to Shakira who was standing behind him

" No thanks sir, I've eaten "he replied flatly

" I didn't see you eating from earlier" he said, still focusing on his laptop

Sultan did not get an answer from the speech that was thrown to Shakira, he stopped his activities and turned his chair.

" Are you not going to give a response ?" tannya

Shakira took something out of the pocket in her suit.

" I ate this sir " thrusting out a small box pack in front of the Sultan

" Candy?? " tanyanya was curious

" No sir, this is a kind of steam cell he serves as a substitute for heavy food, this one pack is equivalent to a quiet portion of heavy food "

" Give it to me "The Sultan took it from Shakira's hands

" It doesn't taste sir" Shakira told the Sultan when she ate it.

Shakira noticed the change in the Sultan's face, she rushed to give him a glass of mineral water.

" You eat this shit every day??" he said after swallowing the mineral water he drank.

" On duty only when the Lord "

The Sultan fell silent, he felt a change in his stomach.

The flashback

This morning, as usual, Shakira began her routine by jogging in the city park, sports clothes that he usually wears show the muscles in his body that he has been forming through regular weight training at one of the gyms near his apartment.

This woman had applied to become a Marine, but when the final exam came she had to face two choices, keep taking exams or rush to the hospital because both parents have a traffic accident that results in death in both.

Shakira takes the second step and is forced to sacrifice her dream of becoming a female Marine. But since that incident, he has become a closed, rigid and cold person.

Somehow this morning he wanted to take the unusual route he went to for jogging, it was true that only fifteen minutes he ran sounded noisily in one corner of the park close to the parking lot which was quite quiet.

" Give me your stuff or I'll kill you!" shouted one of the masked men who was pointing a sharp gun at one of the passengers who were still in the car.

" Please....!!!! " squealed one of the female passengers who was in the passenger cabin of the car.

" Don't be an old fool, no one will help you!!" one of the men on the right side of the car broke the glass as a warning.

The woman in the car screamed hysterically.

" Hey...what are you doing?!!" pekik Shakira approached them cautiously

" Yo..this girl is looking to die apparently !" one of them gave the code to his friend by moving his head.

The two of them moved closer to Shakira by pointing at the sharp weapons in their hands.

" This beautiful girl has guts too apparently" said the masked Joker man who saw Shakira slowly putting up the horses.

" We'll just finish him off!" said the masked clown

Shakira parried the hand that would thrust a knife into her stomach and punched the masked Joker man right in her heart, then kicked him in the face with her knees and made him fall down.

While his friend tried to attack Shakira from the opposite direction, Shakira deftly kicked the man's jaw while jumping and twisting. The man experienced something similar with his friend.

Shakira approached the two who were trying to get up, but a kick right in the air of the heart both made them fall unconscious.

Shakira ordered the driver in the car to tie them up and report to the police.

The middle-aged woman who still looked very pretty got out of her car and immediately hugged Shakira.

" Thank you son, you saved both of us" he said.

He let go of his embrace

" What's your name ?" coherent

" Shakira's mistress." she said flatly

" Is madam okay ?"

" I'm fine thanks to you, son, I'm Kinanti.." he said

" Are you hurt??" asked the woman to examine the body of the girl in front of her.

" I'm fine Miss Kinanti." replied Shakira.

Soon a group of police officers came to them, arrested the two hooligans who had been bound and asked Shakira and Miss Kinanti and her driver to come to the police station to make a statement "

At the police station, a tall, well-dressed man approached them.

" Are you okay, baby ?" ask her with worry to Madam Kinanti

" " I'm fine the reward, this is all thanks to Shakira "he replied while wearing Shakira to the man.

" Thank you son, we owe you our lives "he said shaking Shakira's hand.

Flashback off

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To be continued 😉

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