Bodyguard I Love You's

Our Feelings

The morning after breakfast Nesya and family gather in the middle room, because this weekend so all family members gather at home. Like at this time papa Rico who looks to be focusing on his morning newspaper on the sofa, while Nesya and Ratu focus on the glass screen in front of him that displays his second favorite cartoon while sleeping on a soft and smooth fur carpet.

"Papa, why hasn't Ravindra come yet?" asked Mama Renata who approached and sat down to the husband.

'It's good for both of us ma, if he really didn't come here today. But, why is mom looking forward to her presence so much?' nesya asked.

"Why ma? Tumben was about Ravindra? Mama also seemed to be waiting for him, what's wrong? Maybe he is stuck or there is urgent business, ma." replied papa Rico who is still focused on the media in his hands.

"Mama wanted to tell me a lot about her parents, dad. Mama sure Ravindra will definitely feel happy when she heard our closeness when young first." said Mama Renata.

"So? Mama knows both Ravindra's parents? Does your mom know who and where her sister is?" sahut Nesya bombarded the mother.

"What's? Brother Nesya, does brother Ken really have a sister? boy or girls, sister Nesya? Sakep or not Nesya?" ask the Queen not to lose the frenzy.

"Queen up! Remember, you already have Micky!" Nesya.

"Yes. There's nothing wrong, if Ken's brother is more charming than a Micky Adriansyah Adinata then I won't make it harder for me to get away from him, brother!" hearing the Queen's reply suddenly made mama Renata and and papa Rico shake their heads and smile bitterly. However, it is different from Nesya who actually suddenly looks like she is thinking hard.

"Wait!" Nesya. All eyes were on him.

Silence . . ..

"Micky Adriansyah Adinata and Kenzie Ravindra Adinata! Papa may-. . .?" Nesya hung up her words, making the father fold his morning newspaper.

"Could they both be Bagas Arya Adinata's separated sons?" papa Rico understood Nesya's words. The queen and mama Renata showed with confused faces.

"What is possible? . . .. Just because their last names are the same doesn't mean they're one family, right? There are too many names of Adinata in this city, papa, Nesya" said Mama Renata destroy the hopes of her husband and daughter.

"But ma, both of Micky's parents have also died a long time ago and during that time either om or his uncle who has cared for and raised him to this day. Isn't that right, Queen? You are his girlfriend and his future wife, right? Do you know that too?" clearly Nesya tried to give everyone confidence and asked the truth to the expressionless Queen.

"Good morning papa, mama, dear Nesya and also the Queen." said Ravindra who had just arrived.

"By Ken's first one too."

"What's this about? So tense. I think I'll talk about something serious. Even Mr. President, I'm sure I won't be this tough in dealing with all his people." joked Ravindra.

"You are Ravindra, your father is a General not a President! Did you forget that?"

"Certainly Ravindra remembered clearly papa."

"Son Ravindra, let's sit down!"

"Ravindra, we're all talking about Micky the Queen's boyfriend as well as you" replied papa Rico.

"Why indeed? What's wrong with Micky, pa? Is he going to marry the Queen before us? Yeah, before me and Nesya?"

The queen shook her head quickly. "Sir Ken! We're talking about your sister. Is it true that Micky's brother my girlfriend is your brother, Ken's brother?"

"Micky? My sister?" Ravindra asked everyone.

"Yes. Micky Adriansyah!" Ravindra is shocked to hear Adinata on Micky's name. Ah yes, Ravindra had heard of it during his first meeting right? But he didn't think much about it at the time. Just like Mama Renata's opinion, there are many Adinata names in this city right?

"Ravindra, this is just our guess. There's no harm in asking about her family, right?" papa Rico's kekeh.

"But is that possible?"

"There is a high chance that son. Nesya said that her parents had died since she was a child and that her uncle had been taking care of her."

"It could be Irfan Adnan." papa Rico's circus. Ravindra seemed to think for a moment. And the Queen suddenly rose from her seat and ran away from the place. All eyes looked at him in wonder. However, not long after the Queen returned and showed a picture she made a few days ago.

"Aunty Renata, is this the man you're referring to? I just remembered that I'd seen this guy's picture on Micky's cell phone." Everyone stood up and looked at the picture on a piece of paper pinned to a board proffered by the Queen.

Papa Rico saw it first. "Mama?" Renata who did not understand the intention of the husband immediately took over the object and saw the image of the Queen. "It's me and Irfan Adnan. The queen also had a chance to see a photo of my youth. But, Queen how can you paint this picture dear? Is this what you painted yesterday while waiting for Nesya and Ravindra to return?"

"Yes aunty. The Queen did not know either, the Queen herself felt strange as well. But, if it's really the guy you're looking for then it's more likely that Micky's brother is Ken's brother?" answered the Queen who had just realized her inattention to the man drawn.

"Om good." The queen nodded and slightly moved away to contact Micky. Ravindra noticed Nesya's strange gurgle that from her arrival did not say a word. Even when everyone is expressing their thoughts to each other.

'What's wrong with him? He's not like the Nesya I know.' Inner Ravindra.

"Dear baby, are you okay?" asked Ravindra who only got the nod from Nesya.

"Papa, mama, can Ravindra talk to him for a second?" Nesya looked at him as if saying NO.

"certain. Papa would be very happy if you two were closer and open. It has a good impact on a relationship" said papa Rico.

"Let's go!" bring Ravindra. Nesya walked ahead of the lover towards the back garden. Arriving at the place where Ravindra hugged the body of the girl who was silent for a long time from behind, her face down the white neck of the lover.

"Ravindra stop!" Nesya felt amused.

"Why baby? Let your future husband give a little touch to his future wife. And from now on you have to learn to get used to it. And last night, why didn't you answer my phone? I'm not sure if you've been sound by then."

"Ravindra, let me go! You want papa and mama to see us like this?" instantly Ravindra turned the body of the girl facing him.

"Why? Papa will not be angry at our romanticism. He'll be very happy. Moreover, mama, women the age of mama must have been very eager to hold a small baby, right?"

"Gameva!" nesya tried to free himself.

"Why baby?" Ravindra pulled Nesya's waist, bringing her closer to him. Don't ask Nesya, the girl just looked down and hid her red face.

"I feel like if you were a little different this morning and kept your distance from me, would I feel wrong? Aren't you trying to avoid me?" asked Ravindra while raising Nesya's face.

"Why? Your eyes seem to be hiding something from me, baby? Tell me what's up! Speak up and say the thing that's bothering you!" Nesya looked at her face, a second later she cried in the arms of Ravindra making her lover confused by her attitude this morning.

"You know I love you so much, don't you?

Love you forever, Ravindra." Ravindra pulled Nesya's body and put some distance on the two. He raised his face back.

"I love you too. I love you so much, honey. I love you so much too and I think you understand very well how I feel." Ravindra smiled and wiped away the girl's tears.

"Then get away from me!" nesya said firmly pushing her male body. Getting such treatment, Ravindra frowned in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Nesya turned her back on the man. He did not want Ravindra to see the tears that dripped and wet his beautiful face. "You need to get away from me! My feelings for you are a mistake. I don't really love you! This feeling is not love, Ravindra." Ravindra hugged him from behind. However, this time it was tighter than the previous one.

"Whatchu mean? You are my first love, my first love. I know your feelings for me are love. You realize and know for sure that, Nesya. But, why are you saying something that just turned around?"

"I'm aware of my feelings Ravindra. I know better that. You will remain my bodyguard and take care of me, but this relationship cannot continue. I hope you can understand my decision." said Nesya trying to get rid of the hand of Ravindra coiled in her stomach.

"Take off me Ravindra! I beg!" Ravindra. Yeah, he took off the girl. Nesya began to take steps to leave him but her hands were restrained and her steps had to come to a halt.

"Tell me if you don't really love me! I even heard the opposite word some time ago. Say back to that lovely, electrifying word! Tell Nesya! Say to me!" pinta Ravindra is now standing in front of him. Seeing that Nesya was not struggling, Ravindra spoke again for the girl. "Nesya, I hope you're not doing something stupid that will do you harm. Tell me what your problem is! We can stay together and find a solution to your problem. Don't be rash to decide something this serious, it's a matter of the heart. And I won't let this feeling end just like that. You want to destroy your feelings, me, mom and dad? They are very supportive and happy with our relationship. Do you really want to end our relationship? Do you really not love me even if it's just a fingernail? Come on Nesya, I know how you feel about me and vice versa. Our feelings are the same, our feelings are one and those feelings are LOVE." sedate Ravindra sedate trying to clear Nesya's mind and pull the unwanted word. "I know someone might be controlling you right now and I really don't know who that person is. And one thing you should know is that WE CAN DEAL WITH IT if we stick together. I don't want to and won't let you get hurt let alone tortured myself." Ravindra breathed and exhaled slowly. "I beg Nesya not to do something stupid like this, I DO NOT LIKE this decision of yours! Please tell me! What's bothering you that you're deciding and doing this STUPID THING?"

"I'm sorry, Ravindra, this time my decision is very correct and correct. It's for our common good. I still want us to end, Ravindra. I-i'm sorry! Please act like a bodyguard from now on. And one more thing, call me Miss Nesya, if indeed you still want to remain a bodyguard and take care of me!"

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