Fake Bodyguard's

21

Ansel touched his head which got a little stitch on the back due to the glass throw. The man is now in the passenger seat of a car with Sena driving it.

"Still sick?" Sena asked as she glanced at the young man next to her.

"No" answered Ansel. Although it was still painful, he certainly did not want to make the lady worry about him. More feeling guilty.

Ansel recalls when the girl almost cried while making sure she was okay. Other than Uncle Lim, only this time there was someone who was so worried about his circumstances.

"So why did you suddenly appear?" Sena asked again, as the silence made her dissolve more and more with the wheel. I don't know how long he's never brought his own car.

"There was a commotion, I saw Miss being among them. Lalu–,"

"Why do you help me?" Erat Sena by interrupting the speech of Ansel who was silent for a moment.

"I'm your bodyguard, Miss." Ansel reminded, however, that his job is to keep the girl okay.

"Lo's not my bodyguard."

Ansel was stunned for a moment, thinking the intention of the girl's words about him. Could it be that Sena knew that she was just pretending.

"Since you resigned as my bodyguard, from then on you are no longer my bodyguard." Sena said again. Bend the wheel and stop at his parents' yard.

Ansel was still silent as Sena opened the seatbelt on her own body, the girl preparing to get out of the vehicle.

"Ansel."

The call made the owner of the name look over. There was a guilty feeling from both of Sena's eyeballs that the girl couldn't hide, or maybe she wanted to show it. But somehow, Ansel didn't like it.

"Once again thank you for notolongin me," said Sena sincerely. The man pretended to be his bodyguard. But really take care of herself. "Other times you don't need to sacrifice yourself for me."

"I don't feel like I'm sacrificing. Just running my errands." Ansel. Since her decision to resign this morning, the girl's attitude has felt a little different to her. And that makes him a little uncomfortable.

Sena nodded small. "Lo can walk? Do I need to lead?" ask when opening the car door.

Ansel quickly shook his head, forgetting the wound on the back of his head that was still wet. As she frowned in pain, Sena reflexes came back to her.

"Lo's okay, right?" with a worried look on her face that was so obvious, Sena asked. His hand was raised almost to the touch of the bandage that was rubbing against the head of the man before him.

Ansel was stunned for a while, until the girl pulled back her hand and asked once more about the state of her head.

"I'm fine."

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Today Ansel was asked to rest and do nothing, before parting in the yard, Sena promised not to throw a tantrum.

Uncle Handi became the one who was most worried about his condition after the miss. I don't know why Ansel felt overwhelmed by that. He had to reiterate that this was the first time anyone cared about him. Besides the mother and Uncle Lim of course.

After the magrib prayer, Ansel who was still in his room was surprised by the arrival of Lilis who looked hysterical looking at the man's condition.

"Why or not, Kang. His head was leaking. Sorry Lilis just found out." Crying without tears, the woman named Lilis pulled the arm of Ansel who was a little surprised by her appearance.

"I'm fine, Miss Lilis" Ansel said without trying to escape the woman's embrace in her arms. Some time staying in this house seems like he has started to get used to the behavior of the woman.

"Where is sick, Kang. Whereabouts? Let Lilis puttin." Lilis barely touched the bandage on Ansel's head and made the man dodge.

"No, Miss Lilis." Ansel laughed a little as the woman showed sadness on her face. "I'm okay" he said.

Lilis had not yet responded, Sena's presence made the two turn their heads. "What are you doing here?" tanyakanya.

That cynical question made Lilis frown. "Non Sena is doing here" he asked. "Lilis's room is over there, same deck as Kang Aska."

Sena screeched. "What's the connection."

"Eh, Non Sena don't know every mallem we share mosquito repellent."

"Where romantic, Lilis." Sena is a sewot herself.

Lilis approached, then whispered. "Non Sena doesn't believe it, does Kang Aska often stay in Lilis' room?"

"No!"

"Ih, believe me, Non."

Sena no longer responded to her domestic assistant who was indeed brazen. He then turned to Ansel who was still standing in his place. "Papi said, you tell me he's fit to eat malem later," he said.

Although confused, Ansel just nodded. Without asking the girl what she should do when she meets her father.

"You're given an award, Non. Because I nolongin Non Sena?" Lilis guess.

"Sok tau," replied Sena who turned her gaze to Lilis.

"Why the hell, Non Sena. Kang Aska can leak that head?"

"Throwed with glass. Mommy Lilis wants to try?" bargaining Sena made the woman before him take one step back.

"No, Non." Lilis looked horrified, then turned to Ansel and cried back. "Definitely sick, Kang?"

Ansel only grimaced in response.

"He's the one who's sick, why are you crying."

Sena laughed, then pulled up her assistant's sleeve and took her away from there. "Bikinin orange juice yes."

"This real cry is Lilis, Non."

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On the eve of dinner, Ansel met Justin as Sena ordered. Besides Jino and his wife and children, today it looks like they have Nino who is the first child in the family.

Ansel approached as Justin told him to join. The middle-aged man asked his house assistant to prepare one more seat between them.

"How's your wound?" Justin asked, before Sena had told him about unexpected events on her campus.

Ansel nodded slightly. "It's better, sir," he said, feeling awkward to be among them. Every now and then the young man glanced at Sena who was sitting across the table next to his sister-in-law.

Ansel had been in this situation, when he had dinner with his father's family and brought his mother along. Of course the show didn't go well.

"Let's eat Nak Aska, this is the one who cooked the mami ghost. He's a famous chef." Nena put the dish on the table, with the help of a woman named Yara Nino's wife who is said to be a famous chef.

"Mommy is overdoing it." Yara smiled, then sat down next to her husband after spooning the rice on the man's plate.

"Sit's sitting here, honey." Nena told her daughter to move, the girl certainly did not argue. "Nice sandokines for Askara" he added as Sena sat in the available seats.

"Kok me?" Sena's real protest doesn't mind either, it's just weird.

"Yes mami tell Nara, diomelin Bang Jino dong," replied the mami with a rest.

Ansel didn't understand why he was invited to dinner together like this. Maybe because he had helped his daughter from the glass throwing incident. But is it not excessive for him.

"What do you want to eat?" Sena whispered a little, offering to the man next to her who was silent.

Ansel chose a fruitful menu in front of him. Then shook his head as the girl wanted to get the others as well. "This is enough" he said.

For Ansel, this was the warmest dinner he had ever attended in his lifetime. There is not much chatter that means anything other than commenting on the cuisine that is indeed delicious. Ansel was still at a loss as to why he could join them in this place.

Nino, the first son in the family, suddenly talks about the Luxury hotel project.

Sena can see Ansel stopping his hand movements. With the papi casually discussing the meeting for the big project tomorrow, his twin brothers certainly no one knows, about the status of the man named Askara who is currently attending dinner with them. So it is impossible for the discussion to be done intentionally.

"But this meeting seems like Mr. Bagaskara will go down alone" said Nino, who is quite knowledgeable about the development.

Jino said, they will definitely win the project.

"Whatever the outcome, you've done your best." Justin turned to Ansel who was silent, the man looked so restless. "Askara?" call him.

Ansel slightly jumped up, then turned to Justin who gave an illegible look at him. "Yes, Sir."

"Is there a problem with the dish?" Justin gently asked.

Somehow Ansel felt all pairs of eyes were now on him. "No, Mister. It's so delicious," she replied.

Justin commented a smile, saying that Ansel ate well to speed up his recovery. Once again the man thanked Ansel for taking care of his daughter.

After a warm dinner that actually makes his heart feel frozen, Ansel now follows the steps of Sena who wants to show her something. They stopped at the door of a closed room, Sena opened it.

"Let's go in. From now on you sleep here." Sena pointed to the large mattress of the guest room that had been cleaned by the workers in her house.

Ansel frowned. "I slept here?" tanyakanya.

Sena nodded. "Papi said, you need a comfortable place" he said.

After all, Ansel who was the son of a wealthy Bagaskara family must have gone through hard days while living in his house.

That was the sentence Sena heard from the papa. Instead of driving the young man away, he treated him like a guest.

When Sena asks if Om Alvin already knows who Askara really is, the papi just says that he doesn't have to worry about anything.

Ansel seemed to understand the current situation. Which makes him not to think, why they are still kind.

"Where? More comfortable than the previous room, right?" Sena asked after circulating her gaze to the entire room. Then stunned as he directed his gaze at a slightly different Ansel. "Lo why?" he could not read that the young man already knew everything.

"Why are you so good?"

Sena raised an eyebrow. "Why should we be evil?" askalanya. When he got no more response from the man, he smiled. "I said, if we can't find good people around us. So be the one."

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