I Love You, Mr. The bodyguard!

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The birds welcome the morning. Zavier's smile was bright, as bright as the sun on the eastern horizon. Not knowing what the man was up to, he certainly looked very happy.

A glimmer of glare woke Alishka up. Different from Zavier who did not sleep, Alishka was even sound once a night.

"Good morning, Miss Alishka~" said Zavier kindly.

Alishka changed her position to sit, her eyes squeakingly staring at Zavier, "Morning," she hesitated.

Yes, doubt. Why does this man look so happy in the morning? Will there be a helicopter to pick him up later? Or has someone come here to take them home? Oh no-no, don't let anyone come here. If so, danger!

"This morning we have another fish breakfast, huh?" Zavier.

"of course. The pizza was finished last night," Alishka replied without turning her gaze away from Zavier who was carrying a fish.

Now Alishka understood, the man seemed happy because he got a lot of fish?

"Miss Alishka, have you ever sent a letter by bottle?" ask Zavier while fanning grilled fish with a pizza box.

Alishka. "Bottle?"

Zavier nodded in spirit. "Yes, bottle."

"Hey, is there no cell phone? Why should I use a bottle, too" Alishka laughed.

"There are no cell phones" Zavier said.

"Huh?" Alishka flickered not understanding.

"Yes. Is there a cell phone here? No, right? So, last night I made a letter from pizza wrapping paper, put it in a soda bottle, and sent it through the waves. Who knows, the letter will be received by your father, your mother, your brother, or anyone else, who finally came here and helped us" explained Zavier lightly.

Alishka. So this is why the man was constantly smiling? So devious. But ... There is no way the bottle will get into people's hands. It could be that the waves carried him to the middle of the sea far away, or even drowned. Remember, nothing is impossible in this world.

Wait, if nothing is impossible, then maybe the bottle will reach his father, mother, or brother? Damnit damnit!

"When did you write that letter?" ask Alishka not like it.

"Every night, when you walk into dreamland," Zavier replied casually.

Alishka. Knowing that Zavier will take advantage of the garbage, before going to bed Alishka will wash it into the ocean, just like a rubber boat a few days ago.

"The ocean is wide. Sure enough, your letter will reach Dad's?" ejek Alishka's.

"I'm sure, because someone told me, he said 'nothing is impossible in this world'. So, even if it's only 0.05 percent, I'm sure, my letter is acceptable to people" Zavier said casually.

Alishka snorted, someone who told me, just told me that those were her words yesterday.

***

The gloomy Arshia had returned to the original Arshia, cheerful, and like she had no burden of life. Although there is still no news, at least he already knows the whereabouts of Zavier.

Rhea and Aditya were delighted. Despite the lies, at least their sister's cheer has returned. Let the rest be thought of later, Zavier will meet too, right?

"Sister, don't forget to fix my phone, yes," Arshia said on the sidelines chewing breakfast.

"Yes, of course. But if it's a long time, don't blame me" Aditya replied.

"The important thing can be fixed," Arshia said casually.

"Oh yeah, Arshu, tomorrow's your birthday, what do you want?" ask Rhea.

Arshia spontaneously stopped chewing. "No need to party, brother. There's no Zavier anyway."

"She's supposed to propose tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, it should be, but the truth is that he's gone. Okay, no problem, there's still next year. All of you get married just like you, a lightning marriage," Arshia laughed. "Okay, my brothers, I'm leaving first."

"Yes, be careful." It feels like Rhea's vocabulary is up besides that. Arshia's joy worries her whenever her sister knows the truth.

"Hopefully Zavier will meet soon and be able to return here" Aditya said.

***

The morning changed, and the night changed again to the morning. Along with the great expectations of the letter in the bottle, time felt slow and thrilling for Zavier. The man was standing on a rock, waiting for the miracle of the letter he wrote.

Twenty meters away from Zavier standing up, Alishka frowned at the man. It seems like Zavier is starting to go crazy again—because the man is constantly smiling as if the happiest man in the entire universe.

"Why is he so happy? Did the letter get a reply? Or ... yes, this must be Arshia's birthday? But ... Why is he so happy? It should be sad not to go home. Is Zavier a fortune teller? He knew today that someone would come to pick us up?" alishka murmured to herself.

"No, it's impossible. The ocean is vast, how could the letter that Zavier sent through the bottle reach people? You silly fool," Alishka laughed to herself.

Waves can carry the bottle anywhere, if for example stranded on the beach, who is interested in taking? For example taken, it is also impossible that people who take will bother looking until here. There is only one word: impossible. And, okay, from now on, it's no longer 'nothing is impossible in this world', it's 'impossible that exists'.

Now, with a smile wider than Zavier's, Alishka waltzed leisurely towards the man.

"Zavier!" sapanya cheerful.

Zavier only replied with a smile that melted Alishka's heart.

"Now Arshia's birthday?" ask Alishka.

Zavier frowned for a moment. "Yes. Why ask that?"

"Looking at you happy, I guessed it was Arshia's birthday today" Alishka said.

"Yes, it's true today is Arshia's birthday. I can't wait to go home and give him a surprise, a gift, everything" said Zavier, whose gaze fell into the vast ocean, with a smile still on his lips.

The two people should have exchanged expressions at this moment, Zavier was smiling, while Alishka was silent flat.

Alishka looked at Zavier, "Rain?"

Zavier instantly pulled Alishka down from the reef. "Go from here!"

In just a split second, the originally dry stretch of sand was immediately wet. Large water bodies are raining down on the earth. There is no shelter, other than under the leaves of coconut—which hopefully there will be no drama of fallen trees or coconut fall.

Both men were busy with themselves. Alishka hugged her layered body in her dress. Yes, he no longer wears Zavier's suit. While Zavier, the man was a bit luckier than Alishka. Wearing a shirt as well as a suit, and even trousers.

About 5 minutes passed, Zavier seemed to just remember there was another figure beside him: Alishka. He took off his coat, then spread it over their heads as an umbrella.

Alishka looked up, then looked at Zavier. "Less romantic!" his yell.

"What?" Zavier puts his ear closer to Alishka, as Alishka's voice loses out to the rain.

"Less romantic!" Now Alishka was screaming right near Zavier's ear.

Zavier moved away again; his face returned to that favorite expression of his. Yes, flat.

Meanwhile, a mischievous smile was etched on Alishka's lips. In 2 seconds, he had already turned to face Zavier and made the man also face him. Zavier's suit survives as his second umbrella.

"Well, it's like RJ and Aarohi in Aashiqui 2" Alishka said cheerfully.

‘Look, they're romantic once, right? Aaaaa, sometime when it rains anyway we should imitate them!’

A piece of Arshia's words suddenly flashed in Zavier's ear. Arshia always wanted to imitate the hero and heroine scenes in the film. However, it has not been completed until this moment. The silly part is that she instead mimics Arshia's dream scene with Alishka, not Arshia who is her lover.

Zavier shook his head. I don't want him to look wrong again and repeat the same mistake.

"Wear it alone" Zavier took off the hand he used to hold the suit.

"Ish," hissed Alishka. Failing is already romantic like in the movies.

***

Morning changes to night, night changes again to morning, to many times. It has been a week since they were on this foreign island. Until this moment, no ships or anything came. Alishka guessed, the letter that Zavier made shark or piranha— eatbecause it didn't get into anyone's hands.

Now the conditions are reversed: Alishka the pleasure, and the sad Zavier.

One week in the same place, with the same clothes, the same food: coconut or fish; could not sleep comfortably, even rain was rained. Ridiculously, Alishka was very at home, as if this place was a paradise.

See, the girl is now washing Zavier's suit which seems to have changed ownership rights into hers.

"Later on we will think about how to make detergent, how to make clothes, anyway all. Kan, we can't possibly wear these clothes forever" Alishka said, squeezing water in the suit.

"Oh, yeah, tonight, we celebrate a week of being here" he continued.

"Whatever," said Zavier. It's enough, just let the girl want what, she doesn't care.

Now that Zavier wants to soak in the waters, maybe that could make him a little sane.

Right at the border of sand and water, Zavier stopped. The sharp eyes of the man narrowed looking into the distance. Like there's something headed here, from its shape ... like a ship?

Whahuh?

A ship?

Is it possible ... His paper letter has been received by Alishka's father? Or maybe someone looking for them? The ship was actually walking here, it seemed like it was indeed reinforcements.

"Allishka! Alishka!" zavier shouted furiously calling Alishka.

"What?" Alishka's voice sounded lazy.

"Look at that, there's a ship coming here!" point Zavier.

In two seconds Alishka was next to Zavier. It was clear that both of the girls eyes were wide.

Zavier smiled obliquely. "The greatness of my bottle letter," he snobbed.

Alishka. "Not your letter, but my father, that's for sure!"

"Whatever it is, we'll go home" Zavier said impatiently.

'How can a ship come here? Was it because of Zavier's letter? That stupid bottle letter, how can anyone accept it? I don't want to go home ...' Alishka whined in my heart.

Seconds by seconds felt fast. As short as turning the palm, the ship had already stopped in front of Alishka and Zavier.

"Mr Agastya," said Zavier gladly.

"Alish ...!" Zareen ran over to Alishka and hugged her daughter.

"Oh my God, dear .... You all right? No one was hurt, right? Is anyone sick? You're all right, right? All right?" cecar Zareen was full of worries.

"Mom, I'm fine," Alishka looked annoyed.

"Zavier, are you okay?" ask Agastya to Zavier.

"Yes, sir, I'm fine" replied Zavier. "Thank you for coming here to pick us up."

"Thank you for looking after Alishka. One week you're here, I know it's not easy, let alone Alishka. Once again thank you, son," said Agastya.

"No, Mister. Miss Alishka was not at all a hassle," Zavier replied as he glanced at Alishka slightly, 'but very troublesome, ' he continued inwardly.

"Yes, let's go back. You must be so tired."

***