Fake Bodyguard's

39

After being made blush with a sentence thrown by the man in the car. Now Sena turned confused when Ansel stopped his vehicle in the parking lot of the apartment building.

"Gue thought you'd take it to Bagaskara's mansion." Sena commented when they got out of the car.

"Meet me, photo albums and mama's stuff are stored here a lot." Ansel reached out, clasped Sena's fingers and invited her in.

Ansel may have thought it was normal and should have done so. But for Sena herself, that little act was able to warm her heart.

"This is lo's apartment?" Sena took off the shoes she was wearing and put them in place. The girl moved her feet more and more into the room.

"Mama apartment. When I was a kid, we used to live here." Ansel took the home sandal and told the girl to put it on

"Why?" ask Sena.

Ansel shrugged his shoulders as he replied, "Either. Maybe you avoided papa at that time."

"Why don't you guys stay here anymore?" Sena corrected the question.

"Papa won't let it."

Sena seemed to nod, paying attention to the living room with decorations inside the glass cabinet that looked luxurious. It did not seem at all a place that was long uninhabited.

"Every day Uncle Lim told the waiter to clean this place. Hence it is always clean even if no one is inhabiting." Unasked, Ansel answered the confusion emanating from Sena's face. "Want a drink?" bargained for.

Sena shook her head. "No need" she refused.

"Yaudah, just come with me to my room."

"Huh?" Sena rewinded her legs when surprised at the man's request.

"You want to help me find an album, right?"

"Yes but not to the room either."

"The album's in the room, Sena."

"Ooh." Sena followed Ansel's steps towards a room where he opened the door. "How many rooms are there?" 

"Two. One room is me."

"This is Aunt Anna's room?" Sena noticed a room dominated by white with a large closet in the corner there.

The girl did not wonder what it contained, because Ansel then opened one of the doors.

Sena helped open the other door, many piles of maps and books in the lowest room. "What color is his photo album" he asked.

"Blue."

After getting that answer, Sena went back to looking. Open each blue binder that turns out not to contain a collection of photos.

"Where is yah." Ansel muttered to himself, opening all the drawers that were in the room.

"In your room kali." Sena closed the closet door, where she was looking for earlier.

"I tried to find it there. If you don't want to come, just wait in the living room."

"Gue will help."

"Jude, whatever." Ansel opened the door of his room which instantly gave off the scent of room fragrance, different from Aunt Anna's room, the man's room was more dominated by black.

Sena look around, the bed is not too big may only be used for two people. Next to him, a table was only inhabited by sleeping lights and nothing else, indeed it seemed like Ansel rarely lived here.

"Do you see?"

"Can." Sena received the album and then opened it, while Ansel was still tidying up the items scattered in front of him.

The first few sheets, Sena can see a photo of the togetherness of Aunt Anna and her husband. A simple wedding photo on the next sheet makes her smile, Aunt Anna looks very happy.

"This is a picture of you as a baby?" Sena pointed at the picture of the little baby, which seemed to be only a few days old.

Ansel, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, nodded. "A funny one, am I?"

"The baby is funny, the gedenya ngeselin."

Ansel laughed a little. Follow the focus of watching the photo album opened by Sena.

Sena only saw photos of Ansel from childhood to adolescence. With his mother of course. Om Dwitama is not even visible after the first sheets. "No photo of sodara-sodara?"

"Why? You looking for a picture of Sandi?"

"Apaan si, the nanya doang. My family photo album is even full of identical twin brothers, cousins too. Besides the Bagaskara family, you don't have sodara?"

Instead of answering Ansel was silent, it seems he had told me before, that the mother was an only child. And he was not introduced to his papa family.

"You have a photo album like this too?"

"Have. There are family photos, keep special photos of me the same friends I also have."

"Same photo of ex-girlfriend there?"

"There was. You wanna see?"

"Seriously?"

"Handler." Sena is clucking, where maybe she keeps a photo with her ex. The one on his phone he had already lost.

"It's usually what you do, when you're both in a room like this."

Sena closed the album on her lap, then smacked it into Ansel's arm which laughed instead. "Gue is never alone in the room, yes" she said.

"Who knows."

"About."

"Sena."

"Well!"

"Can't you say hello to me when you talk to me?"

Sena raised an eyebrow, then smiled. "Can."

That answer made Ansel smile. "Try dong."

"I love my girlfriend."

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