I Hate My Bodyguard's

Episode 28's

"Darling to sleep with me, so tired" Pinta husband while parking the car when they arrive home.

It seems Chelsea kept hold of the bouquet of dried flowers, while reaching for the hand of her husband who opened the door for her, "Just throw it away Honey," continued Mark again, "Don't, I like his little note," replied Chelsea, however, she had to respect her husband's gift, regardless of who he was, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere, she thought, Mark smiled again, holding her in his arms while ruffling his wife's ridiculous adorable hair.

"Good afternoon, Miss..." Sapa Bi Wati, the two replied with a nod and headed straight to the bedroom, Chelsea replaced Mark's shirt with a shirt and boxing shorts, Mark just obeyed like a baby.

"I'm a pijitin?" Chelsea whispered in the ear of her husband, who lay holding her tightly, "What can you do?" mark's lyrics while pressing his wife's nose, then he again tried to close his eyes.

But for Mark just lying around hugging Chelsea can never really make him focus on sleeping, but there is always another desire that dominates him more than his drowsiness, that is how the newlyweds and all experience it.

"Guarantee quality darling, aka definitely a sprain" replied Chelsea casually, "People again try to be friendly, kog! doubtful the human base fails to be sensitive," his inner self, "Ok, so goofy!" mark replied as he got up to take off his shirt, Chelseapun sitting sweetly observing the chest of her husband's field without blinking, "He's very gallant, I like! Kusuka! Kusukaa!" the stranglehold in the heart,

Mark glanced at his wife's funny behavior who had been sitting sweetly staring at him, "Today, your husband is so cool?" said Mark teasingly, while lying on his stomach, glimpsing plainly Chelsea nodded, Mark hid his gel smile on the pillow.

"Pijit first Darling, I'll buy you some flowers if you like" he said, "Ok!" Chelsea replied excitedly, she began to scold her husband, staring at a bouquet of dried flowers on the lamp table, ignoring Mark who seemed content to laugh at him from behind a pillow, "You laugh at the most romantic man in the world? wicked as hell" Chelsea grumbled, Mark laughed again, his wife believing he was picking up the bouquet, "Ah! He thought, The past is painful for him.

Chelsea so sweetly continued to try to massage her husband despite the demek-demek doang if the English term, "You must be tired of driving darling" said Chelsea softly, saying, Mark seemed to enjoy a touch of Chelsea fingers while closing his eyes.

"Silver is also a long mijitin stone" inner Chelsea.

"Dear, I'm so excited ha ha ha..." Mark said after 25 minutes, Mark turned his back, grabbed his wife's body back into his arms, kissed her head gently, "Iiihhh....." Cheek Chelsea spoiled, "I wash my face for a while yes, a bit itchy maybe hit the bouquet earlier" said Chelsea as he rose to the bathroom, before long Chelsea came back to hug him.

"She wants to sleep?" chelsea glanced gently at her husband, now focused on the ceiling, Mark glanced at his wife.

Then..with a sudden,

"How did you meet Frans then?" Mark asked a question that shocked Chelsea, immediately pretending she turned a blind eye ignoring her husband's question, "I just want to know....." Mark continued again in a flat tone, Chelsea opened her eyes again staring at her husband with a pity she was less so like to tell things that had been the past she thought, he said, but because Mark type hard then as much as possible Chelsea now rack his brain, "I don't want to go to college again Dear Pleaase...." Chelsea answered, the silence was there again, Mark didn't seem to answer, Chelsea slid her head around her husband's neck, "I want to take care of you, you can look at Daddy a lot, okay?" continue with spoiled.

"You trying to avoid him, honey?" mark replied softly but still hugged her, Oh my God! that's what Mark thought about why he forced him to continue his studies, Chelsea thought.

Spontaneous Chelsea let go of her husband's embrace, she felt offended by her husband's accusations.

Mark pulled Chelsea back, but Chelsea pushed him, "Let go! I'm going to take a shower" she replied. Mark just stared at his wife's departure, "Ah! I crumbled again" he thought, Mark couldn't understand why Chelsea looked upset, "I should be upset." Mark's mind as he tried to close his eyes to sleep.

After taking a bath Chelsea found her husband asleep, she left him to help Bi Wati prepare dinner.

"Bi.....? Did you ever bring your girlfriend to this house?" chelsea asked while pretending to be casually arranging the dining table, Bi Wati looked to shake her head "No miss, never." The old woman replied with a very confident tone.

Chelsea turned her aide and took a deep breath, "Sir has never looked so happy now Miss, after Miss Chelsea came, the house is lifeless," continued Bi Wati while smiling reassuringly to her mistress who looked troubled, Chelse was silent trying to calm her still upset heart, "She asked me something that hurt Bi!" lamented Chelsea while bowed in the dining table chair, Bi Wati finally understood why the look of the face was sad, "Duuuh gaswat alias serious if not tranquilized" the old woman's inner.

"Master loves Miss very much!" bi Wati said again, Chelsea only fell silent he appreciated Bi Wati's efforts to calm him even though it was less entertaining, but he realized he did not want to make his assistant uncomfortable, Chelseapun forced himself to smile at his assistant.

"Hmmm....Been angry, now say kangen?" grabbed by the face of his wife, who tried to stay hidden in his chest, "You still owe a darling answer." continued Mark insisted, reminding Chelsea remained silent and add tightly to his embrace, he was confused what to answer, Mark insisted, in fact, it has also been forgotten how to meet Frans he is not the type that easily remembers the details of something that he thinks is less important. (Jiah used up sweet as long as dumped dong Chel? "Whisper Thor ah!").

"Darling...?" mark continued, Chelseapun this time looking back at his face back in a way that he knew Mark never could bear that way.

Chelsea flicked her lips defiantly teasingly, "No! Don't look at that!" mark is in my heart. But again Mark went into Chelsea's trap, his wife's lips soft but Chelsea was deliberately playing tricks on him, "Emmmmm.." he sighed, Chelsea continued to play tricks on her husband by occasionally replying and then releasing makes Mark impatient, "Ah!" mark muttered angrily stopping him.

"I spend my time alone, and you easily accept others!" continued Mark back to the laptop, somehow this time Chelsea turned into a figure who patiently faced Mark who turned out to be more childish if in a jealous state he thought.

"Darling, if you can't forgive my past mistakes, I can't force you." Chelsea replied as she walked into the wardrobe, "Wear your shirt and we eat, honey?" Chelsea returned with a copy for her husband, she hoped Mark would end his quarrel, because his stomach was hungry because Deeers' rubber stomach.

"I eat in my room." Answer her husband ketus, Chelseapun obeyed and asked bi Wati to take her dinner to the room.

Shortly after Mark got dressed he heard Bi Wati knock on the door, "Come in Bi!" Chelsea answered half-screaming, Bi Wati came in with a push tray full of food, the woman found both her employers seemed to be sitting far apart there was stiffness there like never before, Mark was on the sofa while being seen changing Chanel TV, and his young Miss was sitting on the bed fiddling with her phone, Bi Watipun left the room feeling unsettled.

A WA message from Frans that has been read to make Chelsea wide, surely Mark has read it first, no wonder her husband behaved so.

#Frans: "Darling...., I still can't forget everything 💓come back I know, you did it drunk with her. its ok"

#Frans: "You're just confused? not sure I can take you back? I mean it, I still love u 😘 nothing has changed. Please come back! I'm waiting for you so desperate!"

"Dude!" Murmured Chelsea frustrated, wanted to feel Chelsea at that time also contact Frans to reprimand him, but seeing Mark with his attitude, Chelseapun undo his intentions.

"Darling...." Calling her to Mark, who kept ignoring her, to her husband sitting on the couch, Chelsea sat down and leaned her head over her husband's shoulder, "I'm hungry, our food will be cold, I'm afraid," he said again asking for attention, "What do you want to see?" Chelsea snatched the remote from her husband's hands hoping Mark would heed it.

"Here you go, you're confused!" Mark replied coldly, "Hey, I'm not the one changing Chanel TV!" Pekik Chelsea satirize behind her husband, this time the girl tried to hold back her laughter, yes Mark was jealous of the contents of the message WA Frans apparently.

"I dated Frans the longest, and he was a very nice and polite man" continued Chelsea who made Mark stand up, Chelse also looked at her husband sharply.

"Yes, come back to her, I'll take you tomorrow!" Mark replied as he passed to the bed, he lay looking closed his eyes, Chelsea was stunned for a moment to observe the silly behavior of her husband, immediately turned off the television and rushed to Mark to lie down but her husband turned his back, he said, chelsea are a little upset.

Mark was really emotional he thought Chelsea were still praising Frans.

Suddenly the two seemed to sit and look at each other, Mark could not bear, "What do you want to hear?" chelsea asked in a high tone, but Mark still threw away his face this time he focused on his cellphone, Chelsea grew annoyed.

He saw 5 suitcases of clothes that he had not had time to clean, because only this afternoon he brought from his home. "I may be confused with us" he continued, "I need time!" The girl said as she moved and pulled her suitcases out of the room, while Mark remained indifferent, there was pain his wife answered so.

Lanjuuuut yak.. mumpung holiday 😁.