Fake Bodyguard's

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Not lost his surprise at the request of the uncle. Ansel had already been asked by the man to immediately face Justin before he left for the office.

Ansel looked back at his appearance. Uncle Handi gives him clothes belonging to one of Mr. Justin's twins, who is already unused. It looks good and so snugly attached to his body

Arriving at the destination. Ansel halted his steps for a moment, staring at the back of the man standing up calling someone and turning his back. He then decided to wait.

As a spy in this house, Ansel should have eavesdropped on what the man was talking about. But for some reason, he did not dare to do that, politely Ansel even slightly moved away and waited for the male chat before him to finish.

After a while, a middle-aged woman with a cup of coffee in her hand greeted, making Ansel turn her head and immediately bow before her. Through the information he got from the uncle, the woman was his master's wife.

"Eh, you must be Askara, huh?" Nena greeted, the friendly smile that was on her lips made Ansel's mood better than before. He also nodded.

"Yes, Aunt." Ansel who replied then was stunned, remembering something. "Eh, sorry," he regretted looking down. "Yes, Madam," he repeated.

The woman before him laughed a little. "It's okay if you want to call a aunt" he said.

Of course Ansel did not dare, as a person who would work in this house he certainly had to know himself.

Ansel watched as the woman placed the coffee cup she had brought to the table, and approached her husband. As the man turned off the connection and turned around, Ansel lowered his head again. I don't know why Justin's aura always makes him feel different.

Justin approached, telling the young man before him to sit on the sofa. He himself occupied a single sofa, facing off against Ansel who was bending his gaze.

"Where have you worked before?" Justin asked.

It had gotten Ansel terka before, but somehow he remained nervous when the man directly asked him. As per the information he got from Uncle Handi, Ansel smoothly answered him.

Justin seemed to nod, he then asked back a lot of things which of course was definitely asked, by the man who would leave his daughter for him to take care of, calmly Ansel answered everything.

Ansel's answer was not entirely a lie when the man before him asked him what graduate he was, how many languages he quasi any he could answer. And it seemed that all of that made Justin satisfied and consider the young man, to be his daughter's bodyguard.

"Because the child is difficult to control, always curious and curious. That girl won't run out of ways to trick you. And never be lured in with his sweet attitude."

Ansel ventured to raise his head, as the man before him told him about his daughter. From the narration he heard, Ansel can conclude that Justi really loved the girl.

"What should I do, sir?" Ansel dared to ask.

"Follow wherever my daughter goes, watch her. I don't like the company." Justin recounted that his daughter often came home the night if she did not notice, Ansel's presence she hoped could slightly change the girl's bad habits.

Nena who had left, now came back and joined them. The woman added that her daughter would definitely trouble Askara. Many of Sena's bodyguards had earlier resigned because they were unable to look after her daughter.

"Follow wherever Sena goes, even to the house next door" said Nena.

"Yes, right next door to this house is Mas Justin's sister. She was most often there because her children were the same age as Sena. But don't let your guard down, he used that excuse to go somewhere."

Ansel was a little scared. He wasn't sure he could last long, but his goal was not to enter this house for just a few days, so that long he would be nothing.

Justin turned his head when his wife said she wanted to see their daughter. As the woman left, she then directed a gaze at Ansel who was more serious than before.

"Askara?"

Ansel looked up as the man mentioned his name. Justin asks why he is not interested in women.

"Do you like men?" Justin asked again. From his once relaxed tone, it seemed like the middle-aged man was used to dealing with this kind of situation. Or, he just tries to respect each other.

"No." Ansel couldn't admit that he loved his neighbor, for some reason he didn't like it even though he was just pretending. "I've only ever been traumatized by a woman. And it makes it hard for my heart to open to them."

The response from Justin's facial features was barely legible, but it seemed the man understood his condition. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Then, because are you traumatized by a woman?"

"My mom."

Justin raised an eyebrow, considering all the answers he received. He decided to let the young man work. Of course after making sure Ansel can take care of his daughter.

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