I Hate My Bodyguard's

Episode 29's

At 11pm Chelsea reached her father's house by taxi, Mr. James who was still not asleep just gawked in the living room looking at his daughter, without daring to ask anything about what had happened, the feeling just yesterday afternoon said his mind but now his son had returned again.

Chelsea seemed to pass ignoring him, there was no look of sadness read there, Mr. James was feeling a little calm, his son was just upset, "Surely Mark did not follow his will" he thought, Mr. James knows exactly the nature of Chelsea who easily sulk angrily if not obeyed, "I can not interfere," Mr. Inner. James again.

Chelsea glanced at her father at a glance and continued to raise her suitcases with the help of Bi Inah, then closed the door to her room loudly.

Arriving in his room, "The stone man! Argg!" Chelsea screams while kicking his suitcases, continued his body thrown into the mattress, looking at the ceiling of the room, thinking about the incident that was really beyond the limits of his reading, he did not understand with Mark's anger this time.

"Is he sorry to be with me?" mumbled softly, his tears flowed back his chest felt tight even earlier Mark did not hold it away at all.

At 3:30 in the morning....

Chelsea had not been able to sleep, every attempt to close the eyes of her husband's face was imagined, "He did not call me too" he lamented, really Mark made him restless he became homesick, stared at his cell phone hoping Mark contacted him, Mark, but there was not a single short message from him there, "Duuuhhhh, I should have held you." Chelsea chuckled at him, unable to bear the circumstances it was decided to contact Mark through WA call, "Ah crazy, he sleeps, and I'm crazy myself!" I hope Mark raises his call.

It turns out Markpun experienced the same thing, he continues to look at his mobile phone that is now vibrating, Mark deliberately did not contact his wife he was disappointed with the answer Chelsea who agreed Frans opinion about the contents of his feelings.

Before long Mark became unable to stand it, grabbed his phone and started writing a message, "You're easy to just leave, I'm giving you the time you want".

Chelsea read it with indignation, "Hmmm wake up too he's finally! and still unaware I left because of his mistake!" then she started to reply to her husband's chat, "Your attitude today made me give up" she replied hoping Mark would realize that his treatment had hurt her but Mark answered her with the capricious phrase, "I can't manage your feelings." Chelsea was really looking forward to it, "Lift my phone!!!!!!!!!" Reply Chelsea while continuing to call, but Mark ignored it. "I'm going to sleep, you're going to sleep!" mark's reply used an exclamation mark as if he had been disturbed.

Chelsever cried in frustration, rushed him out of the room and called Mr Pri who is usually still awake he thought, "Sir me home, now can also?" Mark has driven her crazy, I can't get away from her he thought again.

At 5am she reached her house, Bi Wati opened the door in surprise but Chelsea ignored her and rushed to her bedroom, really her husband looks good, "He can really sleep without me!" I thought Mark had just fallen asleep.

Chelsea took off all her clothes, and came to her husband on the bed, "I'm cold get up" she said, rubbing her husband's face gently.

Mark opened his eyes, he couldn't believe it, it was a dream he thought, his wife wasn't wearing a thread sitting in front of him, she rubbed her eyes again, God! he thought, his wife's gaze was so heartbreaking, "You're so stubborn" Mark said softly, "I'm cold" continued Chelsea again, Mark pulled the blanket and hugged it tightly, he was still slipping apparently because it was slumbering again.

"God! Ah yes already, at least not dikuekin" she thought, she knew her husband had not been well aware of his return, but peace now comes back enveloping, "Hoaaamm" drowsiness was present, too, she buried her head as usual in her husband's chest and then she fell asleep.

"Titleet....Treteeet....."

Mark almost wanted to give up on spilling all his morning passion but Frans' words about Chelsea who still do not understand the meaning of love, could be the truth he thought, "I do not want just a duty for you" he murmured inwardly, "Basar was whiny, crying again for sure" he thought again, seeing his wife look puffy.

At 9:30, "Return the meeting to 4," Mark wrote a short message to his secretary. Chelsea had not yet woken up, behind his wife's hair with a sense of unbearable also for him if he had to continue to be jealous, and his wife had proven his madness today he thought again, "What time he came home, what time he went home, what from the club...." Mark drew his nose closer to prove his suspicions, the endowment woke Chelsea up, "What time is it, if you're married?" tanyanya, while continuing to look at her beautiful face fixedly.

"Kog feels hot? The ac's broken, right?" Chelsea stared back, ignoring her husband's questions and then revealed the blanket that covered her and continued to nail her fingers down Mark's neck gently, Mark's kinj really dead style made.

Mark averted his gaze avoiding Chelsea's greenish-green eyes which were once dazzling to him, back Chelsea sounding sulky, "I don't want to fight anymore Honey, I beg you..." Chelsea kept trying to give up her thoughts for the peace of the world she thought, and Mark managed to kiss her on the cheek and then with a crisp tone the man said, "I'm sorry, honey, I was so worried all night" he said, Chelsea smiled again, "Still jealous?.." asked Chelsea again, grabbing her husband's chin.

Mark shook his head then Chelseapun let Mark reign over him for an hour until finally Mark fell on his chest due to fatigue, Chelsea hugged and caressed her husband full of understanding, so that he could not help but be sure, it turned out that Mark was just hungry for recognition and looked even more satisfied when he didn't contribute much back then.

Chelsea's phone rang, Chelse was standing out of bed because it was in his little bag lying on the floor not far from the bed, "Yes, Daddy?" apparently her father called, Chelsea glanced at her husband who again looked suspicious, shortly after Mark found out that it was her who called, his view turned naughty exposing Chelsea who had not been wearing a shirt was the basis of Chelsea's thought with a smile, "Hi hi hi hi, last night Mark was jealous," replied Chelsea as explained the incident last night, as if, Mark covered his face with a pillow, embarrassed as well as he thought and indeed last night he was very jealous however, "It is natural for every husband to behave this way, if his wife is seduced by other men" he thought to justify himself, Chelsea went back to her husband and pulled her pillow, "OK! Dad, I won't (i won't be anymore)" Chelsea said as she poked her tongue out at her husband, "Love you too Daddy" Chelsea sounded to end her conversation, the girl continued to lay her head on her husband's chest, "Baby..., last night you drove me crazy," said Chelsea.

"Yes...Your phone is disturbing my sleep." Mark replied casually, "Heh! you're worried about me sleeping? how hearty!" Chelse Chelsea pretended to be unhappy, "I sent Dhany, made sure your taxi gets to Dad's house" Mark replied. "yeah! like Dad, he likes to send someone else." continued the girl, Markpun laughed widely.

"Frans never touched me dear, that's what I mean about her kind and polite meaning?" obviously Chelsea again with his eyes fixed on the ceiling of the room.

"You mean I'm not good enough and polite?" mark asked ostensibly annoyed and as if he was about to get up, "Aaaaaaaa don't be angry anymore!!!!" Chelsea whined in panic, "Let go! I'm gonna take a shower." Mark mimicked Chelsea last night, but that time Chelsea glared at him. "I have to work, baby" she said with a smile, Chelsever complied and lay down beside her husband, Mark got up to the bathroom.

"Tell him if you still dare to contact you! I'm gonna kill him!" He said again, aware of Frans' attitude that almost destroyed his household.

Chelsea glanced back at her husband who was now again visibly upset, "Day sweetheart, later you are late," Chelsea replied soothingly, "Give me his number later" Mark continued as unsatisfied, "I'm gonna block the number, will you?" looking at Chelsea gently, Markpun nodded like a child who got his wish, seen her husband now rushing into the bathroom, "Fiuhhh!" Chelsea muttered in relief, he almost thought.

Notes:

Readersku....

Sorry this is a bit late, because the work has been stacked again, plus "My Twin's Husband" has begun to publish hehe, the concept of the story is also excitinguu, this session for the next episode. 😊