Fake Bodyguard's

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Alone in the living room, Ansel was still sitting on the sofa when a teenage girl hit him. "Om Nino!" yells.

The girl was shocked when Ansel looked similarly surprised. He then moved away, releasing his embrace.

"Eh, Sorry. Kirain I'm Om Nino." The teenage girl shut her mouth.

Ansel smiled. "Because of this outfit?" ask him by touching his own shirt.

The girl nodded, then laughed. "Yes, I've seen Om Ni wear that shirt."

Ansel did not respond, the man watching the girl in front of him who he guessed was still in elementary school. It could be her name is Lasena Maura.

"Yaudah Om, I play first yeah."

"Wait!" Before the boy stepped away, Ansel called out to him. "Where are you going?"

The teenage girl frowned confusedly. "You go next door. I want to play with Kania" he said.

Ansel did not ask who Kania was. All he knew, he had to always follow the girl. "From now on, o'm your bodyguard" he said, leaning over a bit to line the boy up.

"Watchers?"

Looking at the girl before him who was getting more and more confused, Ansel scratched his head hair slowly. "Yes, I'll go wherever you go."

"Really, Om?" With sparkling eyes the boy looked delighted. "Om told Opapi, huh? Yeee!! Jira now has a bodyguard," he yelled happily. "Om will often take Jira for a walk, right?"

"Eh?" Ansel realized one thing, as the girl called Justin with the call Opa. The boy's name was not Sena. And also just realized, before this Jira called him Om Nino because of the clothes he wore. She is not the youngest daughter of her master.

"What's up, honey. Is it really good?" Nena who came down from the stairs seemed to smile at the behavior of her first grandchild.

"Omami, now Jira has a bodyguard," he said.

Nena frowned, then turned to look at Ansel who looked guilty.

"Sorry, Madam. I think this is the youngest daughter of the mistress" Ansel said with a lowered head.

Nena laughed a little, then touched her cheek with her palm. "Do I look that young" he asked proudly.

Ansel gave a small smile in response, he then lowered his head back to be forgiven.

"Honey, Om Askara is not Jira's bodyguard, he's Ante Sena's bodyguard." Nena who turned to look at the granddaughter, then gave an explanation.

The girl named Jira turned moody. "I'm making Ante anyway. Jira also wants to have a bodyguard. Let no one be naughty with Jira at school, Omami."

"Think of being a good boy, parent-wise. No need for guards."

"Pokonya Jira wants Om Aska's rich bodyguard."

"There's Mr. Bandi." Nena mentioned the name of the girl driver who always drove home to school.

Jira shakes. "Sir Bandi is not cool."

Hearing the reason her grandson Nena was certainly laughing.

Jira looked at the man standing next to her. "Jira wants Om Aska's rich bodyguard" he said by pulling the sleeve of a shirt he called Aska. The man was silent.

"Take it!" The cry of a woman who was coming down the stairs made them turn their heads. Begitpun with Ansel.

This time Ansel's guess couldn't be wrong, the girl was Lasena Maura. Ansel watched the woman who was still coming down the stairs, the first impression he could capture from her was sexy. The rest is beautiful.

"Sena." Nena reprimanded the youngest princess who was not polite.

The girl named Sena watched Ansel from toe to head, then stepped away from them.

"Eyeh, Sena! Dong dong first met Askara!" The mother exclaimed, but the girl continued to pass into her kitchen.

It seems like Ansel has to rectify the first impression of his encounter with the girl. He continued to persuade himself to hold on for just a few days. And Ansel is sure to get through it.

"That, Sena. Don't take heart, his son is that. But it's good." Nena tried to cheer up.

"lik! Om Aska should be careful with Ante Sena. Ante's last bodyguard yesterday took a piss in her pants."

Ansel tried to be ordinary, he then nodded. "Okay, ma'am," he said.

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When she reached her kitchen, Sena opened the refrigerator and took out cold water. The girl turned towards the table, the glass of drink she was familiar with from that color made her cluck.

Stamped with scrap paper on the glass body, Sena then read it. Do not drink ice water first, abisin herbal medicine that mami make. Watch out if you don't.

Sena clucked back and threw the paper into the trash. The presence of a man named Askara in his kitchen, made him turn his head.

Ansel kept quiet, only nodding small as a self-introduction that had been explained by his parents. The girl knew why she was there.

Sena offered the man a glass of drink, remained silent and said nothing.

"This what?"

"You make lo." Sena replied by raising her eyebrows. He found the man silent and then rebuked him. "Let's take it, long time ago."

Ansel received the glass, then smelled the aroma that made him frown.

"Drink."

"What?" A surprised Ansel then looked at the girl before him.

"Let's drink! So my bodyguard needs to be strong, you have to drink this!"

Ansel blinked uncomfortably as Sena spoke too loudly, never before had he encountered such a clash. Justin said, Ansel should not be fooled by his sweet attitude. She's so confused, sweet on the mana part?

"Come on!"

Ansel frowned again when he smelled the aroma of the drink in the glass. "The smell is strange" he lamented.

"The name is also jamu."

"You guys?"

"Many talk, let's have a drink."

Hesitatingly, Ansel said, the man held his breath while drinking the liquid that the girl called herbal medicine and wanted to vomit with its taste. But he's holding it.

"No boy?" Withholding laughter Sena asked, not once twice did she tell others to spend the same drink.

Still drunk with the taste of herbs that he swallowed, Ansel had not had time to give an answer. And someone who came near them snatched the empty glass from his hand.

"Oh my goodness, Sena. You told Aska to drink this?"

Sena laughed as the mother looked shocked at the look on her face. "He wants to, Mi."

"No way." After nagging at her daughter, Nena looked at Ansel who was still covering part of her mouth with a palm. "Are you okay, son?" tanyanya.

Ansel gulped, neutralizing the strange taste in his mouth. "That's what, Madam?" she asked.

Regretfully Nena looked at the empty glass in her hand, then turned to her youngest daughter's new bodyguard again. "It's herbal medicine for Sena who is coming by the moon" he regretted.

Ansel immediately ran towards the sink, then vomited out his stomach contents.

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