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Negotiate

"Mrs Anastasya."

The middle-aged man's lips twitched as he mentioned a woman's name he had once known. The man who was no longer young but had a awake body was still sitting. In a room, he chose to leave. The late night does not cause drowsiness. Prama, the man was just swept away in his mind, a memory that he never forgot.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Azzara Biantika Binti Jamil Rusli with the dowry paid in cash."

That morning, a major incident occurred in a family home where he worked. At that time, Prama was still a junior bodyguard in the Atmadja family. An event that will never be expected by everyone who knows enough Arkana Surya Atmadja. The man whom Pram called the young master was married. This is not the first marriage, but the second marriage. Who would have thought, even Prama who incidentally only a few years of work never thought.

The servants moreover the bodyguards no one dared to discuss let alone find out. They just carry out the tasks that have been ordered without asking much questions. Because not only the second marriage of the Master who seized the attention, his first marriage was also filled with tempest.

Miss Azzara Biantika, a petite girl who has beautiful people, was officially edited by Arka after a few days of staying at the man's residence. I don't know what underlies the occurrence of the second marriage, but certainly Anastasya as the first wife actually looks happy. In contrast to the bride who looks sad.

Anastasya, Prama even still clearly remembers the face of the former wife of the employer. Although only a few years to be the wife of Arka, but who knows if the woman is in fact still remembered by some people who used to serve her needs.

Some time ago Prama did not accept the request of the Madam, nor did he refuse. The man is still fondling, between wanting to find out or even acting unwilling to know.

In his true heart he condemned the attitude of the Madam who sent one bodyguard without careful consideration, and what happened inevitably made himself a senior bodyguard affected.

Last night a foreign number contacted him via a cellular call. Someone across the street asked to meet at a place. The place seems to be quite far from the crowd.

Prama accompanied by two colleagues immediately headed to the location. Apparently before they arrived there was a car parked with several sturdy men standing in several corners.

"We didn't have much time, just wanted to deliver someone who had dared to spy on someone else's house, without excuse." Someone from some of the men opened their voices.

While two others move open the trunk door and remove Reza's helpless body.

Prama gasp.

"Well, what's going on?." Prama is quite emotionally stirred. He immediately took over Reza's weak body as if asking for an explanation.

"We can't talk much, but one is for sure. He's been trying to stalk our employer and we're never gonna let that happen." After saying that, they immediately entered the car and left Pram with a myriad of questions.

Pram and his two colleagues then took Reza to the hospital. Giving help to Reza who was then fainted with injuries on part of his body and face.

Pram re-awakened from the shadow of last night's events. If you look at the tears and sad face of the Madam, maybe if she is now the one who will move. But where will he start?. After all, the Madam also advised that this problem should not be sniffed by the Master.

Yeah, God. I should what?.

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"What else is it. It seems like the last night's problems don't need to be extended anymore."

It is not difficult for Pram to be able to find some of these men because before they left last night, Pram had recorded the license plate of the car they used in memory, until this is where they met again. A corner of the park

"No, it's not really for that matter that I asked you to meet."

"Then for what else?." The man looks dislike, seen from his tone of speech that is completely unfriendly.

Pram took a deep breath. It would seem that it would be difficult to explain his purpose to the man who seemed to be the bodyguard from Anastasya.

"Before on behalf of Reza, I apologized for disturbing the comfort of Miss Natasya and her family."

"O, of course. He's not just annoying but he's been being rude." The man stared intently at Pram.

"I'm sorry, my subordinates don't intend that, it's just.."

"Sorry, I don't have much time. If there's nothing more important you want to say, then I'm resigning." The man got up but was immediately restrained by Pram.

"Wait!."

Pram exclaims while his hand restrains the movement of the body of the interlocutor.

"I need your help." Pram quickly held out dozens of photos.

"What is this, I told you, I don't have time to take care of your problems."

"At least look at this photo, after that I just explained the problem to you."

The man looked reluctant, but no doubt curiosity came when he saw the photo of the employer.

Karim, he is the head of Anastasya's bodyguard. Not Anastasya more precisely, because the woman did not know if her movements were closely monitored by some men who were upper-class guards.

Kenan, at the end of his age, even still think to protect his wife and daughter even though it's gone. A few months before he died, not only taking care of housing in the country, the man also had time to recruit some bodyguards who would later protect Anastasya and Natasya when he returned to life in Indonesia.

Terror and threats are often obtained first from the family of the late ex-wife, making Kenan should be extra vigilant. He was afraid that if he died, the family of the late wife would act, to threaten the safety of the wife and the princess, and whenever Kenan would not accept it.

Karim works secretly. Unattainable from the view of Natasya and Anastasya, until the two women never realized that they had been escorted all this time.

That is how it is, the late Kenan was never half-and-half when it comes to the life of his wife and baby. Even the incident experienced by Reza, both Anastasya or Natasha did not know. Karim quickly drags Reza away, so that his movements remain unknown to the employer.

Tbc