Fake Bodyguard's
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Sena walked first to the classroom this morning. Every now and then he turned to Askara who stepped behind him following him. The man's gaze was illegible, Sena had no idea what she was thinking about now.
After lowering her self-esteem a little to ask Askara to deliver her into the classroom. The man did, but he was confused as to what conversation to start, or indeed not need to do it. Why did he want to get the man to talk.
"Thank you." While still stepping his feet slowly, Sena said so to start a conversation. But when there was no response from the man behind her, she turned her head. "Eh, Kirain left," he said, throwing his gaze away again.
"After expelling me, then now telling me to follow, does Miss want me to go again this time?" Ansel asked inexplicably, for a moment the girl admitted not wanting to be followed and was sick of seeing her face. Now the demand is a little different.
Sena looked upset, then stepped back. "It's your job to follow me, so if I say don't follow ya don't really tau dong," he said.
"Ok, okay."
"Gue thought you were going to fight" Sena muttered.
"I rarely do useless things." Ansel. 'Except to follow a Lasena Maura to her campus.' Continue in the heart.
"But I actually prefer that you fight, keep looking at Bari's face. My whole thing," said Sena fiery.
Ansel took a slow breath. "Do I need to do it?"
"No need to." Sena turned around, stepping back to face the man. "Thank you for showing up and helping me with Bari."
Ansel nodded. "It is my duty to protect you" he said expressionlessly.
Sena could not catch the look of pride on the face of the man before her. She thanked him and praised him for being a little more useful. Yes, even in the heart.
Sena was still stepping back as Ansel reached out and touched his shoulder. The gentleman pulled her.
"Sory!" A man who looked hurriedly apologized while accidentally slightly bumped into Sena's shoulder. Luckily Ansel pulled his body away.
"How many hours is the lady inside?" Ansel asked after turning Sena's body to face the classroom door, which the woman mentioned earlier.
Sena. "Two hours, where are you going? What's to a place I can't see anymore?" tanyakanya.
Ansel was momentarily stunned, perhaps looking for a convincing answer to lie. But it seems like he's having a hard time finding it. "I'll be back before you get out of this room." Without giving a reason for where to go, Ansel promised the girl before him.
Sena nodded too. "OK," he said. Then turn towards the door. Maybe it's not important that he knows where the man went. But after all, Askara was his bodyguard. What if when the man is not there, he is in danger.
As Sena turned around to make sure that the man could be on time. Askara is no longer there. "It's a hell of a go," muttered Sena. The girl stepped back into the classroom, sat down on one of the chairs and opened her cell phone which had been noisier by herself.
Pip Pip Pip Pip Prospective Ghost.
Zaqia Amel's
Sen lo is still alive?
Senaa!!
Sen replied, Sen!
Tiara Inggit
Why si?
Zaqia Amel's
Sena did not come to Angga's birthday party.
Tiara Inggit
I also did not come. But still live.
Zaqia Amel's
Ouch, Git. You forget yes, Sena is the same bet Bari.
Tiara Inggit
Lah yeah. Why not come with him?
Zaqia Amel's
Must not be the same papi, or his brother.
Tiara Inggit
Phone call. Another extension was done by Bari.
Zaqia Amel's
Kaga.
Tiara Inggit
How dong howaa?
Zaqia Amel's
Wait for him to go nongol.
Lasena Maura^^^^
^^^Gue is still alive.^^^
Zaqia Amel's.
Seriously, Sen?
Bari nyariin lo
I said I don't know.
Yes, I don't know. But he doesn't believe.
Lasena Maura^^^^
^^^Yes, I have met.^^^
Zaqia Amel's
Seriously??
Tiara Inggit
Lo diapain, Sen?
You didn't really become Babu Bari for a month, did you?
Just crazy.
Lasena Maura^^^^
^^^Entar.^^^
^^^Entar is my story^^^
Zifi Hanami
...
...
Seriously What is this??
Zaqia Amel's
What the hell is Fi?
Dateng-dateng is very clear.
Tiara Inggit
The handsome guy, but I don't know.
Zifi Hanami
In the parking lot I saw him get into Sena's car, keep going.
Zaqia Amel's
Sure Sena's car?
Zifi Hanami
Yesaaaaa. I memorized the license plate
Lasena Maura^^^^
^^^ That's my new bodyguard.^^^
Zaqia Amel's
Seriously??
Zifi Hanami
AAAAAAAA
Tiara Inggit
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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After making sure the cctv and gps in the car he was carrying were not working. Ansel turned the vehicle into his parents' house.
There were not many people inside the house, only the workers were also the gate guard guards who then looked down respectfully upon seeing his face.
"The big master has not yet left for the office, the third young master." Mr. security who helped open the car door for him, provided information when Ansel asked anyone inside. The third young master was a call to himself who was indeed the third child in the house. "Non Saci doesn't go to school today, he says lazily."
"Thank you." Ansel patted the father on the shoulder, then told him to get enough rest. A few days of being a subordinate made him think, it was more difficult than him not being recognized by his own father.
Saci is the youngest child, the only woman in the family. His nature is more or less like Sena if Ansel wants to compare it, it is also what makes him feel at home despite being at the residence of his papa rivals. They make him uncomfortable, he means.
Of course it makes the father of security surprised at the change in attitude of his superiors. Some days not seen at home turned out to come home with a slightly different soul.
"Sister Ansel!" A girl with shoulder-length hair came up to him with a little run. "Where, why not go home?"
Ansel was momentarily stunned. Confused what to answer. "Is there a problem?" And that question seemed to make the girl before him misbehave. They're not that close actually.
"Yes not really. It's just weird, after years of living abroad, just getting home again."
Ansel laughed a little. "Isn't that what you want, I'm not in this house?"
"Sister Ansel!" The first grade high school girl looked furious and folded her arms in front of her chest. Then he was stunned when his brother rubbed the top of his head.
"School." After saying that word, Ansel went up the stairs. But it stopped again when a middle-aged man called out his name.
"Come here. I want to talk."
Ansel approached, sitting in a chair facing each other with the man who did not want to mention himself as papa.
"What about your job?"
Getting such a direct question Ansel fell silent, shouldn't he ask him the news first. Then next wanted to know how he could still be alive until now.
"Not yet." Without looking at the man, Ansel answered.
Dwitama Bagaskara's. No one does not know him on social media, being a famous businessman in his country makes it not difficult for the man to control bad news about him. Including when he had a child that he hid from the world.
Before leaving Ansel just like that, the man told him to give up if he was unable to do so.
In the chair he was still sitting on Ansel laughed, even the man had completely underestimated his abilities. After he stood up, he went back up the stairs.
"Sister Ansel!" The girl named Saci approached him again, set her foot on the steps of the stairs, then stopped. "Sister Ansel, can I go to school tomorrow?" bargained for.
Ansel turned around and raised an eyebrow. "You're out of workers who can serve you?" insinuations.
Saci. "No waiter, he wants the same brother," he said.
"Of all the sisters you have, why should I?"
"They're busy."
Hearing that reason Ansel laughed. "Sorry, little lady. So I'm too busy to take you to school tomorrow." After uttering the sarcastic sentence, Ansel turned away. Continue to climb the stairs again. The little miss is the call of the girl at home, but she would rather be called the only young Miss. I don't know, Ansel doesn't know why.
"Why should we fight? Why can't we all get along with other rich families?"
Ansel was silent for a moment, but did not look. Then the girl spoke her words again.
"Try sebentaaar aja luangin your time to pay attention to your face in front of the glass. We are similar, many things in common with each other. We're brothers."
Ansel chose not to respond to the girl, then again stepped away.
"Sister Ansel!"
The scream could still be heard when he was in the mother's room, Ansel then closed the door and locked it.
Why did his youngest sister not try to ask the same thing to their father, or his two other brothers. Because it is also still a question for him to date.
Ansel approached a woman sitting in front of an open window curtain. Grabbing his fingers and kneeling before him in a wheelchair.
"Mama."
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Author: Monmaaf should update yesterday yes, but it turns out my neighbor wifi dead gess 😂😂 joked.
But seriously this wifi in my place died, some days feel in the guha tree, the neighboring wifi nebeng gorinya. Shiyal bet emang's.
Netizen: Buy what quota thor jan pretends to be poor.
Author: Monmaaf I usually pretend to be rich.
Just be patient, yes, I up this story just relax but hope someone reads wkwkwk.
