
Ha ha ha ha's. Maybe that laugh sounds weird, but Mr did, “After you taught me to lose, you suddenly discussed land acquisition. Tell me, who are you really? Did someone send you here?” How could Mr be cheated? Even all this time he was very careful.
I'm laughing too, “I've been escorting a lot of people, Mr. Office kids, guy girlfriends, second wife, or even tourists with some dark jobs. What-“
“Seru once, was talking about what?” Yuni sat down with Sri's help, letting when Sri took her food as well, she never doubted all the services here.
“Mr says we have to go out often, he wants you not to stress, for the sake of your baby. Isn't that right, Mr?” I look at him while showing off his smile.
“Yes, Budi is right. I'm very busy, so Budi will take you anywhere.” Didn't think Budi was good at making him helpless. The goal will soon be achieved, lest he can not resist the emotions because Budi, can be destroyed everything.
Yuni smiled widely, “Thank you, I can't wait to meet someone.” Have breakfast and get ready to leave.
Mr chuckles after Yuni leaves the dining room, “I pay you if you forget.” Clean your mouth and stand up.
Budi did not intend to answer, only returned with a smile, and just finished the food. After that he went to the garage to pick a car and took Yuni outside. Budi did not expect to go to the hospital, he thought Yuni would meet Ratih earlier, “You come here often? Wouldn't it be better to send the doctor to the villa? Safer and save time. Is Mr money not enough?” Budi walked beside Yuni, even so he kept his distance so that Yuni was not sultry, ensuring his disturbing presence.
Yuni shook her head, “It's very convenient to be in such a beautiful villa, but I need some fresh air, and coming here is a good choice. After this I can go for a walk, get wind, and good food. I met a lot of people and it was fun. You're married? Already have a child?” Yuni sat in the corridor waiting for her name to be called. The queue is not too long, less than two people, and Yuni does not mind even though she always pays a lot for her care.
Budi nodded, “Yes, my wife is pregnant, it's the first child, maybe two or three months she gives birth, I'll take a leave later. You don't mind?”
“Of course not. My son is also born soon, I do not need a driver because always in the villa, you should be at home to accompany him, Budi.” Yuni rubbed her stomach, unable to imagine a woman being left alone at home in a state of great pregnancy, what if suddenly the time came early?
Just about to reply, Yuni's name was already called, and Budi smiled while helping Yuni stand up. He did not come in, just peeking at the small glass attached to the door, “If I am at home how do I accompany you? I'm looking after you right now.” He saw Yuni smiling as she met the moving image on the monitor, Budi was powerless, as if claustrophobic, but he was aware of her current existence.
After checking the pregnancy, Yuni wants to meet Ratih, and the path Budi took is very foreign. “Are you sure we passed here? You can see google maps if confused.” Worried not to get to Ratih's house.
Yuni frowned, she did not understand what Budi was doing, only still convinced that Budi could not be rude to her. “Why did you bring me here?” Immediately sit on a long bench under the Cermai tree.
Budi smiled, “Actually I want to talk about something, if at the villa it feels uncomfortable, so I want to talk about it here.” Yuni's face looks confused, “There was someone who told me to work with Mr. I honestly don't like clients from abroad, but seeing what happened to you, I took it.” Budi take something from the pants pouch, “She entrust this to you.” Pouring a handkerchief to Yuni.
Receive it immediately, “Who? I'm sure if I knew him, tell him his name, I could have reported you to Mr for treason, Budi.” Yuni just does not want Budi's existence to make his son threatened.
“You must know who he is.” Just stand up, “I'm done, we're going to your friend's house now?” Stretched out a hand to help Yuni stand up.
Yuni gulped, she received Budi's hand, re-entered the car, and let Budi drive without any disturbing sound. The handkerchief was still in hand, why would the stranger give him such an object? Isn't everyone using a tissue now? Arriving at Ratih's house, Yuni just went down, she left Budi, and when she turned her head, that gaze caused a lot of questions in Yuni's mind.
The phone in Budi's pocket rang, he immediately picked it up, “What? Just take care of that one, like what we planned from the start, I'm sure he won't know. Yes ... let the rest be mine.” He chuckles while keeping his phone back. He turned around, wanting to catch up with Yuni, and what was in front of him was shocking.
Yuni smiled, “The rest is yours?” Smile even wider, “If you think I'm a weak woman, you're wrong. Even if I get pregnant like this, if you try to hurt or even tease me, I will not hesitate to dirty my own hands.”
“Mistress Yuni, this—“ Budi undoes his intention to talk because Yuni has already interrupted him to be silent with the pointed index finger.
“Should from the beginning I have made you aware that we are only bodyguards and in control, do not play games with me or you will regret.” Yuni immediately turned around and entered first. He did want to invite Budi in because it was hot outside, but what was heard seemed to awaken him to remain careful.
Arriving inside, Ratih entered peeling fruit for him, Yuni also remembered something. He took the bag that was brought earlier and took a handkerchief given by Budi. If there was an anesthetic in it, it was safe here to faint, and that was why Yuni opened the handkerchief slowly. There's nothing special. Names, pictures, motifs, there wasn't even a scratch there. Just a plain brown color.
Ratih comes with a large bowl of fruit and spice bland, “What is it? You need a tissue?” Put just like that brought on the table and into the kitchen again to pick up a tissue, “This is new, softer than usual, not too fragrant. I'm sure you like it. I'll tell you where to buy it.”
Hearing Ratih's rant, Yuni also reflexively inhaled the handkerchief she was holding, “This ..”