Fake Bodyguard's

31

Late at night, Sena chatted with Ansel over a video phone. Of course the girl who contacted him first, Sena felt with the man who somehow the story was now her boyfriend, she felt really dropping her self-esteem.

Fortunately this time he could use the pretext of wanting to tell the young man, that this afternoon he had gone to the hospital where his papi friend's doctor was standing guard. Still busy, Sena left the drugs there to be checked.

"Lo don't miss what it's like me, ngabarin never, call me first. What the fuck, you like me, don't you really?" Sena long ago sewot too, establish a relationship with an insensitive man as exhausting as it turns out.

On the screen of his phone, the handsome face of Ansel seemed to fill the screen, too full to feel only the lips, nose and eyes only. The young man smiled in response to his scolding.

"Reverse a little bit the gapin back," Sena said, by moving her palm so that Ansel away from the camera. "The pullback on the handsome misses."

"What?"

"Face lo broadness. Setback."

"Like this?" Ansel slightly moved away from the camera he was holding, this time slightly showing the neck and chest.

"Well, have you ever had a video call?"

"Never. Uh a few times si, rarely."

"Geez!" Pekik Sena do not believe, you have a phone for whata!" Its effects.

Ansel seemed to think. "Contact someone?"

"Yes, you know." Sena turned the ball off guard. "That's when you can 'contact someone' but why never call me?" toodong.

"I don't know your number's been saved."

"O Allah, Azaghfirullah." Sena pressed her forehead with her palm, rolling over on the mattress while still keeping her face on the screen. "It really should be scheduled to fight the same lo, three times a week deh. Cape me."

Not feeling guilty Ansel even laughed. "I really didn't know your number was saved."

"And when I minjem hape lo it I said nyimpen number."

"Forgotten," Ansel answered without sin, a smile still lingering on his lips.

"Lo don't try to run? It's not like that in your mind you want to connect me."

"Hm?" Ansel seemed to think. "No, no" he added, spontaneously laughing.

"Sadduuuh." Sena groaned long, rubbing the look of her frustrated face with the palm of her hand. "My pen broke up but just made up, how doong," he murmured slowly.

Ansel also did not understand why he had not thought of contacting the girl. Maybe because being too focused on her mom kept her busy with her.

"Lo's never been in a relationship?" Sena asked again, the girl sat down and leaned her back on the headboard.

"You think?"

"It's not like that yet."

Ansel then laughed, it made Sena know with the answer. "Why twenty-four years?"

"Learn it."

"Lo is rich my brother really knows?"

"Bang Jino?"

"Bang Nino." Sena corrected the young man's guess. "Bang Nino is also the time to learn. You guys don't enjoy your teenage years."

"Have you ever dated?" Ansel asked back, the man lying on his bed was propping his chin on the pillow.

"Never."

"Lied."

Sena laughs. "How many times do I think I've dated?"

The question made Ansel think. "Emm, how many yes. Ten?" guess origin.

"Good shit about my ex."

"Huh?"

"Handma." Sena laughed again at the shock on the young man's face, but she also forgot how many times she had dated a man. Sena never counted it. "In the school lo eman no girl, time no one lo deketin or deketin lo it?"

"Some, just a friend. Not more."

"Temen deket often go together? Friendzone is that?"

Ansel shook his head. "Guet you in class."

"Gosh my god."

"Lo never hangs out?"

"No."

"Geez, play less far. Eh but how many people abroad, there is free association."

"Just like, it probably depends on the person."

Sena shook her head in disbelief, the girl smiled in amazement looking at the young man's face on her mobile screen. Though if you can judge, Ansel is a handsome man who is impossible to ignore the women around him.

But it was only natural that no one would be able to approach her, if not for Sena who stripped her of her pride. They won't be that close either.

"Damn?"

"Hm?"

That innocent question made Sena hold back a smile. "Lo want to know? Let me teach you."

"Just want to learn to be a good boyfriend for you."

"Lo has to be diligent in my phone."

"For?"

"It's just me."

"That pleasantry?"

"Jeez, please be nice." Sena's riding on black again. "The bases of courting people are different, Masnya. You don't want to waste time on a phone call just as I'm rich?" his nag.

It seemed like something was wrong with their relationship, Sena felt that the man was a little forced to date her.

"Damn?"

"Well!"

"You're beautiful when you're angry."

Sena thinned her lips, restraining a lump of emotion that was about to escape somewhere. Maybe he was full just because of that flattening. Which she even hears often from the mouths of any man out there.

"Keep telling me to get angry? Don't you intentionally make me feel so good."

Ansel laughed a little. "Not so," he said.

Sena clucked lazily, her inertia made the atmosphere turn silent for a while. "Jaudah lo sleep, "" he said.

"You mad?"

"No. Why emang? I'm turning ugly if I'm not angry anymore?"

"Not so." Ansel was silent again. "Thank you for caring about my mom" he added on a different topic.

Sena nodded. "Look out" he said.

"Tomorrow college?" Ansel asked.

"Why? Want nganterin?"

"Can."

Sena clucked little, it seemed like she had to be good at fishing, her boyfriend could not initiative on his own. Ceileeh, girlfriend. Sena still does not believe that status has bound them, in the least romantic way anyway. He had no idea how long their relationship could last.

"No need to wait, tomorrow I have morning class. Fear of bad luck. Just take her home." Sena explained.

"Just so."

"Hm." Sena muttered in response to the increasingly crisp conversation alone, the man absolutely could not melt the atmosphere. "Well, I slept a little too late."

"OK." After waving a glance, Ansel then turned off their phone connection.

Sena snatched away the annoyance, put the thing in her hand on the bed. "Gue sane is not macarin him, already who called me first, even he who first matiin. It was supposed to be me" he murmured.

The knock on the door made the girl instantly turn her head. "Who?" tanyakanya.

"Sena."

Sena immediately jumped down when the one who called her was the papi, the girl then opened the door. "What's up, Pi?"

Justin held a large white envelope in his hand. "From Doctor Arya" said the man.

"Oh, yes, I found him but he was busy." Sena was about to grab the object from her papi hand, but the man dodged it.

"Whose hand?" ask Justin.

For a moment Sena felt doubtful, but then told me that it was the drugs consumed by Mama Ansel.

"Papi said, Sena. Don't interfere with their family affairs."

"Fire."

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Netizen: Is papi entin going to be the antagonist here. Eeaa

Author: Seantagonist Bang Entin, who knows he is a Persian cat.

Netizen: Yes, too.

Author: Starting on the 16th I want an update The turning point again, help subnya napah.

Netizen: Blom is finished.

Author: You guys are on comment jan hastily finished, so confused me.