Fake Bodyguard's

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Early in the morning, Lasena Maura who had awoken from her sleep immediately thought of a way to get out of the house tonight.

Being found home two days ago made Sena get a punishment from the papi, to stay home and not be allowed to leave. Of course it was a very heavy order for him to live.

The knock on the door and the call from the mother, made Sena who was pacing in front of the window so she turned her head. The girl immediately jumped on the mattress and put up a blanket to cover part of her body.

"Oh mamii, it hurts my stomach." Sena complained as a middle-aged woman called mami, walked into her room.

"Because of the moon?" Nena, the mother who brought a glass of warm milk to her daughter, asked. "Normally not sick either," the woman added as her daughter was seen nodding.

"This time it hurts, Mommy." Sena, who sat down and whined, pressed her stomach with both hands so that the mother believed that she was not messing with her pain. "Where I ran out of pads, I went to the minimarket well," he added.

The mother looked at him suspiciously. He knew of course that his daughter would often lie. "It's not your wits to get out of the house, is it?" the accusation.

Sena. "No, Mami. Not trusting his son," denied the girl.

"Diminum milk mumpung still anget, if your stomach hurt is good to rest at home, time to go," he said.

Sena, who knew that her persuasion would not work, chose to keep quiet. After putting the glass of milk she brought on the table, the woman rubbed her daughter's head.

"Makanya, nurut same papi. Not punished."

Sena raised her head, her gaze looking pleading. But the mother just smiled and left.

"Mami make your medicine first, let's not have a stomachache."

Hearing the words of the mother who had returned to close the door of her room, she clucked bitterly. Every time the woman came to the moon was diligent in telling her to drink the herbs that taste bad.

Sena thought back to how she could get out of the house tonight. The reason for doing chores at a friend's house, it was clear he could not use them. The papi would have told them to gather in his room.

The knock on the glass door on the balcony of her room made Sena turn her head. The object was open, the cousin who lived next door to his house entered without permission and lay down on his bed.

"Gue sleeps, yes, in the house guenya be told to mulu," he said.

"Hormat, huh." Sena nagged as the young man pulled the blanket from her body. "Lo can't be the one if you want to run away anyway don't go to my room," he added.

"It's only your room that's the most decked out." The boy was named Kairan. Their adjoining houses make a balcony fence of their rooms close to each other. He only needed to widen his legs to get to his cousin's room.

Kairan was supposed to call Sena brother, other than because of his older age, also because the father of the young man was his younger sister. But of course Sena didn't want to worry about it.

"Well, you want to help me?" Sena who found a way to get out later that night, violently shook the young man's arm. "Well, you have to help me."

The waters clucked. "Gue escaped here to avoid orders, please cooperate" he lamented.

"Not now, Kay. Plis help me make it out of the house later malem."

"No, no, no!" Kairan refused outright by shaking his head.

Sena. "Bantuin kek, I'm kicked out" he threatened.

The disturbed water then raised its head. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"I made a temporary event malem, my time did not come."

"No longer can you leave the house."

"Eat it, you help me." Sena pleaded with her hand. On someone he never fails to persuade when showing a pitiful look as a mainstay. But it seems that with Kairan, all of that is not good.

The waters pulled his arm and made the girl's grasp come loose. "No way, can't. Mr. Lo is very fierce, diomelin same he I can sawan," he refused.

"Kai.." -...." Sena did not give up, grabbed the young man's arm and shook it. "Help me!"

"God nagaa!! I'm here to rest Senaaa." Kairan pretended to cry facing his cousin.

"Just help me, you want to ask me anything you can." Sena made an offer, which seemed to be quite considered by Kiran.

"Really?" Kairan pointed his index finger threatening.

"Beneers."

Kairan began to think, remembering what he wanted and had not been able to deliver. "What yes?"

"Whatever whatever it is."

The waters that had pondered then smiled when they turned to their cousins. "I'm the same when, how?"

Hearing that name Sena was stunned, there was only one girl named Bila who seemed impossible meant by her cousin. "Who are you?"

"Lo's departure victory. That his son is so good."

"When? Anyhow, would-be inhabitants of heaven?"

"Huh, time?"

"Whose clothes are wide rich sheets?"

Kairan is his cousin. "Not using her rich bedsheets, use lo aja less material," he bought.

Sena turned back to shake the young man's head before her. "Innalady. Scream!"

"What the hell is it?"

"I don't want to help you, I don't help you either." Water threatened by tidying up the blanket to cover his body, preparing to go back to sleep.

"Eh, yes. I'm just calm." Sena then relented.

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In a different room, Ansel who had returned to his room so confused what to do. When dealing with Justin the owner of the house, out of nowhere Uncle Han came and explained that he was the nephew, who came to apply for work. After breakfast, Justin asks Ansel to meet him.

The door of the room that suddenly opened made Ansel slightly jump and turn to the source of the sound.

The man who for now became his uncle laughed a little. "Sorry, the habit of never knocking on the door when entering your own room" he said.

Ansel only smiled lightly in response. The middle-aged man carried a tray containing a bowl of chicken cream soup, with a piece of toast in his hand.

"You haven't had your breakfast ration this morning, so just eat uncle's." The man gave the tray in his hand to Ansel who was reflexively receiving, then went to open the closet and was busy looking for something.

Ansel was stunned, never before had anyone been willing to not eat for his sake. He certainly did not feel the heart to eat it.

"Uncle eat, I'm not hungry." Ansel stood up, walked up to the man and thrust out the object in his hand.

Handi turned his head, pushed the tray slightly and said, "Eat, soon you will have to face Mr. Justin, maybe you will also work immediately. You must have enough energy."

Hearing that Ansel was stunned, he stared at the cream soup in a bowl that gave off a distinctive aroma and made him hungry.

"Fast eat, after that shower and change your clothes with this." Sandy put clean clothes on the bed. Then he took Ansel to sit on the floor and told him to eat.

Ansel halved the toast in front of him and gave it to the man. "Let's eat together, Uncle," he asked.

Handi smiled and felt moved, the man took the new spoon he had stored on the table to eat with his nephew. "Oh, let's eat."

Ansel chewed softly on the bread in his hand, staring at a foreign man who thought that he was his relative. Given that, Ansel felt guilty.

"How many years we haven't met, you were so little." Handi said his sentence when Ansel started scooping the soup in the bowl, the young man looked up. "Uncle never thought you'd grow this handsome." Handi again said as their gazes met each other. "You look a lot different than you used to."

The speech made Ansel speech silent, it was fitting that the man did not recognize his relatives, because it seemed to have been a long time. And the photo given by the nephew, apparently lead to his appearance when they first met.

"Uncle." Ansel diverted the discussion by trying to ask, "what should I do when dealing with the Host?"

"Use your food first, we'll talk about it."

Ansel nodded, the question was indeed true from his heart. Because he really does not know what to say if later faced with the owner of the house.

"You speak a foreign language, right?" Handi asked as they finished their breakfast. Ansel did not reply, but the man spoke again, "the uncle said that you had worked outside the country, became a bodyguard of a rich man's children, do not say you were just a gardener there."

Ansel was momentarily stunned, trying to digest the information given by his uncle. "But I've never been a bodyguard" he said.

"That's easy, you just have to follow wherever Non Sena goes. Uncle also said that you're good at fighting."

"Non Sena?"

"Yes. Non Sena is Mr. Justin's youngest daughter who you have to look after."

"What if they find out that uncle's lying?"

"You ever said martial arts master with uncle, did he forget?"

Ansel's stunned. Of course he had no idea he had ever said such a thing to the man before him. "Maybe I mean, the good guy ran away, Uncle."

Handi shakes. "Your job is to protect Mr. Justin's youngest daughter, so you can run away if anything happens to the girl. Even if the stakes are life, you must be willing to do it."

Ansel slightly nodded in his place. What kind of devotion the uncle gave to this family, they were very lucky.

"And one more." Handi looks a little hesitant when he wants to say his sentence.

It was then realized by Ansel who then asked, "What?"

"They've had bad experiences with bodyguards before."

"Then?"

"You just have to admit, that you're not interested in women."

"What?"

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