Bodyguard Beautiful Sultan

The Unforgettable Morning

" bi....See Shakira ?" ask the Sultan to Marni

The Sultan had just come out of his room to the dining room for breakfast.

" He's in the master's gym" replied Marni

" What time was he there ?" ask again while applying jam to the bread

" From six o'clock in the morning the lord "Marni gave the Sultan a glass of warm milk.

Sultan decided to see what Shakira was doing in the sports room, he was curious about what she was doing during that time.

Arriving there, the Sultan saw Shakira who was in a meditative position with sweat pouring down her body.

Fix...My body lost to him...

The Sultan did not realize that he was daydreaming long enough after he noticed Shakira's meditation activity, until Shakira's voice woke him from his daydream.

" Young master, what are you doing here?"

Without him knowing Shakira was in front of him, and with great force Sultan so had to see the athletic body of Shakira who had some scars on her body up close.

" Ehh.I used to want to exercise, but the lazy hunt "Sultan swallowed his saliva heavily.

He left Shakira.

After the Sultan died, Shakira headed to her room to clean herself up before she went to the kitchen to make her own breakfast.

This morning Shakira decided to have a breakfast of vegetable and fruit juice and two boiled eggs.

" Aren't you having breakfast toast ?" ask bi Marni

" Enga bi's...This is more than enough ", Shakira replied.

" Your body shape is better than the men in this house" said bi Marni trying to tease Shakira.

" Aunty can "Shakira smiles.

Unintentionally bi Marni sees a scar on Shakira's arm, not just one but several.

" What is this ex, son? do you fight often ?" ask bi Marni concerned

" Bi problem.young people "answer lightly.

" Tomorrow if you want breakfast, anything....Ask the aunt who made it to Shak.." pinta bi Marni.

" Thank you in advance bi "Shakira continues her breakfast activities.

After breakfast Shakira heads to her young master's study.

Tock....Geck...

" In...."

" Oh you.today I will be at home Shak, I am lazy to the office "he said.

Sultan stole a glance at the appearance of Shakira who according to him is very masculine with black leather pants and jackets and black boots.

" Good sir....Then I want to ask permission for today, I have a brief affair "Shakira standing in front of the Sultan's desk.

" At 12 noon you should be here "he said without looking at Shakira

" Good sir thank you, I say "Shakira bowed her body and left in front of the Sultan.

Shakira went on her big motorcycle to a place she hadn't been to for a long time, the graves of her parents and Alfred's uncle.

Arriving at the destination.

" lady.dad....Uncle Al's... Shakira has got a good job now, you don't have to worry anymore about Shakira, you guys are calm there....I miss you all.... I'm sorry, I haven't found out who your killer is yet..." Shakira looked at the three gravestones in front of her, her tears flowing.

Long enough for Shakira to let go of her longing for the people she loves, after which Shakira decides to return before 12 as ordered by her master.

Just now Shakira was riding her motorcycle out of the cemetery, suddenly he saw two people who were no strangers to him were being surrounded by black delinquents who were also familiar to him.

Shakira parked her bike not far from there and took off the helmet she was wearing and approached them.

" Y...Jordan what's going on?" Shakira pats Jordan on the shoulder of her old friend.

" Hey Shak! where are you going?? the more handsome it looks !" Jordan clenched his hand and punched it into Shakira's fist.

" There is aja.. y'all again say here by the way "ask again.

" ....?!!! you know them??!" sultan asked in annoyance

" Yes, sir, they are my friends" Shakira replied.

" Is he your friend Shak?? why do you call him master?" asked Jordan curiously.

" He's my employer Jordan, I'm now working for him" Shakira replied

" Oh..we're sorry about that, we thought he was waiting for someone here, maybe a drug dealer? " said Jordan lightly

" No fool ..he is waiting for me, we will go somewhere after this "Shakira chuckles.

" Okay Shak...I believe you, we're leaving now" Jordan said, giving his friends a code to leave them.

" Thanks Jordan, say hello to your mom and dad "Shakira hugs Jordan

" Come by Shak.they'll miss you, you've been gone too long.." she said as she passed.

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" What is young master doing here ?" ask Shakira stiffly

" A.I was.that's..." The Sultan could not find the exact reason why he was there.

" Did you follow me ?"ask again

" Hey.don't be spiciness!" answer's ketus

" Well if so, I should return to your house before 12pm this afternoon, I say hello to you and you should also follow me "pinta Shakira.

Shakira then put on her helmet back and turned on her motorbike and she left the cemetery followed by the Sultan and his personal driver.

Inside car..

" Fuck ! so get caught! you are not becus Marco, the time is just so until you can see "Sultan blames the driver.

Marco was silent, he did not dare to answer his master's words.

" I became more and more curious about the woman, who she really was... Can you find out who Marco is ? and make sure this time you do it right !" decreed

" I'll try to find out mister "he said

The Sultan turned his gaze towards the front where Shakira was now, riding a large motorcycle ahead of the car the Sultan was riding.

I swear I don't know if this guy is a girl....

Arriving at the Sultan's residence, the Sultan saw a commotion in the courtyard of his house. He saw that the security guards were trying to ban two women from entering his master's house.

Shakira parked her motorcycle, opened her helmet and approached them.

" Sorry...Who are you ?" shakira asked coldly

" Who are you?? you don't know who I am, do you ?! " shouted the woman

The Sultan got out of his car and approached them.

" Stop ! and answer her questions correctly! he's my personal assistant, from now on if you want to talk, talk to him! Understand ??!" The Sultan left them.

" sultan...The sultan!! you bastard !! once you are satisfied with me then you just leave !" squealing women whose clothes are less than the women who are beside him.

" I'm sorry, lady, can we talk?" Shakira looked at the two with a sharp gaze, until they paused her intention to snap back at him.

" If there is none, please leave here carefully before I myself will drive you both out of here" he added

The two returned to his car and passed from the Sultan's courtyard.

Who is the masculine woman? that's right.coward you Sultan! They may be hiding behind women....

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To be continued 😉

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