Fake Bodyguard's

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"Because you are the only human being who managed to teach me, that not all the beauty on this earth I can have," said Sena. Without him denied, born from a wealthy family makes him able to buy anything if he wants. And Askara is one of those beauties that he can't exchange for his money.

Om Alvin the papi's special assistant finds evidence that he is Bagaskara's son. Temporary guesses as to why Dwitama hid his whereabouts, perhaps to make plans. And one of them is to break into Justin's house and become a spy.

The papi would have warned Sena not to put his heart, on the man who until now is still his bodyguard.

Sena felt it was very funny, she was asked to release something, which she had not even had time to hold in her hand. That painful.

"meaning?" Whether he really did not understand or was just pretending, Ansel asked by showing confusion on his face.

Sena shook one hand. "Lupain aja," he said then stepped away from there.

"Miss Lasena Maura." In full, Ansel called out the name of his master's son.

Sena who stopped the steps then turned around. The two men's eyeballs seemed to imply what was going to happen between them, Sena knew Ansel was going to leave her. "Why?"

"Thank you for being allowed to be Miss' bodyguard."

"Don't call me Miss, call me Sena. I know who you are."

Although the statement did not make Ansel surprised, he fell silent. Of course Ansel already thought that the lady already knew everything, who did not understand why they did not judge him.

"Sorry." Ansel regretted, even though he got the good news that the papa had won the project he wanted. He really felt like a failure. "I'm sorry" he repeated.

Confused as to what to say, his papi never taught himself to be angry in the face of every problem. All this time Sena never applied it, but to Ansel somehow she was so weak.

"You want to give me an excuse, please." Sena gives an opportunity if Ansel wants to straighten things out. But the man was silent.

Ansel was confused as to what reason, he was clearly guilty. And his actions really hurt Sena's voice. Other than just being quiet and apologizing for so many times, what should she do?

"Yaudah if you can't give any reason, your task is done. You can go." Sena turned her gaze in any direction, for some reason she just felt sad about this separation.

Ansel stared at the girl's bracelet that was coiled around her wrist. He feels very guilty of course.

"Did Miss hate me?" Ansel asked.

Sena then looked. "should, right? I should have hated you, who had dared to go into my family.." His words stopped, feeling so tight in his chest as he realized they had been fooled. "Well, the reason I hate you is not because of that."

"Whatever the reason Miss, I accept it." Ansel said softly, regardless of how the girl troubled herself all along, Sena was someone who made her feel useful. Especially when the girl thanked him.

Sena nodded. "Hate the same you can't even forget everything. Thank you for taking care of me" he said.

***

Getting the good news that the papa had managed to defeat his competitors, Uncle Lim told Ansel to immediately go home. Ansel really felt guilty towards Justin, the man must have hated him so much. But anyway, there was something he had to say before he left.

Ansel knocked on the door of Justin's study, from Lilis he knew that his Master was in there. Not daring to do it twice, Ansel almost left when the sound of an open object made him turn his head.

"Sir." Ansel nodded respectfully, without saying anything, he hoped that the middle-aged man already knew the reason for his arrival.

"Come in." Justin opened the door for his guest, then closed again and sat back in his chair.

"Please sit down" said Justin, but Ansel refused. The young man said he wanted to apologize for his mistake. He turned himself in and was ready to be reported to the police if Justin wanted to. One thing Ansel pinta, he does not want the papa to get carried away.

Justin listened to the confession with a slight smile, but was unaware by the man looking down across his desk.

"Report you to the police? I wouldn't be considered a lunatic. Because even your tracks aren't on my home cctv record."

Ansel hid his face even more, and he was so ashamed of his disgusting deeds. "Sorry, Sir. If you want, let me give myself up."

"Without proof?" justin again. "So, what exactly do you want to do to sneak into this house?"

"Se, I stole, sir," he admitted regretfully.

Justin raised an eyebrow. "What did you steal? I don't even feel like I'm losing anything."

Ansel later admitted to sneaking into Justin's workspace, to steal accurate data about their clients. Also learn the ideas that the man pours there.

"Why bother to go to my house, you can ask your father" Justin said.

Ansel was silent, he did not dare to say that his relationship with the papa was indeed a mess.

Justin stood up, approaching Ansel who was still reluctant to open his voice. "Your father didn't give you that information, because he didn't believe in your abilities. He sent you to steal my idea. And you gave your own idea and you won it. Whoa!"

Justin shook his head. "Actually, what happened to your family?"

The question made Ansel slowly look up, the more confused he had to give an answer how.

Justin raised both hands. "Okay, maybe it's too personal, I don't have a right to know. But in fact, you yourself have already entered my private spaces."

"Sorry, Sir. I admit I was wrong."

"I also put a cctv in front of my daughter's bedroom window, whose curtains are always open."

Ansel looked down again, then shook his head. "I never saw it on purpose, sir."

"Oh, so not intentionally?"

"Eh, um. I mean...." Somehow Ansel turned nervous when discussing about it. Luckily, Justin was no longer worried.

After patting Ansel's upper arm, as an expression that he wasn't serious about it. Justin sat back in his chair and leaned his back there.

"So right, you're Dwitama Bagaskara's son?"

Ansel nodded small. "Yes," in short.

"To my knowledge, Dwitama has only two sons and one daughter, so you're this?"

Ansel understood, the man was trying to find out about himself. It might not matter if he slightly exposed his family.

"I am Bagaskara's third son, a different mother to my three brothers."

Justin seemed to be thinking, digesting the sentence that was thrown from the young man before him. What they do not know, Dwitama apparently has two wives.

"okay." Justin murmured, though still not understanding what kind of family his rival was talking about. Justin has no right to ask. He guessed, could Ansel be the son that Bagaskara did not recognize. "I only know Bagaskara's two sons, they are believed to be leading a branch company. Why don't you join them?"

Ansel fell silent, should he say that their relationship was not that harmonious. Should he also tell about his existence that is not recognized by the father. Should....

"Ansel Bagaskara?"

The call made Ansel look up, his scarred gaze not succeeding in hiding from the middle-aged man before him.

"Join my company."

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Netizen: Kok Papi entin tau the real name of Ansel thor.

Author: No one Justin doesn't know anyway, even the cave doesn't know he knows.

Author: yamasaaa

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