Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Revealing Stories

"Sa, why are you crying when asked about earrings?" the man threw the question when chapter 8 was finished spelled out.

The girl pointed to the part of the sentence in question with her index finger. His head was turned to someone on the right side. After getting the nod of justification, then he sighed while looking back forward. "That's the earring Dion gave me as a memory when I turned him down last time. The earrings were a witness that my regret came the first time for ignoring her."

"If you're sorry why didn't you ask him to come back?" adam's descendants asked with curiosity.

"Because he said he already had a replacement,"

"I'm sure you're pretentious when he says that. But after he left your cry was unbearable," quipped the man who replied a nod to the girl ayu.

"And that mistake you repeat again. When Rud came back, actually you still loved Rud but Dion's sincerity made you worry. Is that so, my dear sister?" the man asked as he rubbed the long strands of hair of the girl he called the young brother.

Again the girl nodded. "I was just carried away by past memories. My love for the man I chose as my husband is sincere. My race on him I managed to sow well. So that it grows lush and getting busier. Unfortunately ...." The girl's words were interrupted by the shadow of her now-defunct halal man. The clear crystal that began to urge it, made his heart shrouded in a sense of tightness.

The man shuffled from his seat. Seeing the irregular feeling of the ayu girl, who he thought was just pausing a sentence to organize her heart, but apparently she was sobbing in his gaze which he subdued. Slowly he lifted the shabby face by cupping both palms on the girl's cheek. Very gently, he wiped away the roar of tears that soaked his chubby face. Staring at him clingy and then carrying him in an embrace.

He rubbed the girl's back, channeling reinforcement so as not to get deeper into a memory that has been haunting. Make him have to fight through the day with therapy. Not a short time, but for decades.

"Today we read enough of his novel. Out, yuk!" bargain the man while holding the fingers of the girl in front of him.

"I still want to read it."

"Sa, you're reading this novel not treating your curiosity. But it will disturb your memories with two men you love, at once. The pain will be excessive, "remember the man while taking the novel from his girl's hand.

The girl tries to take the novel from the man. As much as he tried to reach the object that the man put in his hand that he lifted straight up. "I told you, I want to hurt myself as much as possible. And will forget everything afterwards. Born as the new Rosa. Is that what you want?" said the girl when her efforts were in vain. The man was too tall for him to reach.

"Sir," whined the girl with a wailing look.

The man breathed a rough breath. The only thing he could never do was to see the girl pleading. And, of course, his determination collapsed. "Don't cry again if you read it! Or I'll confiscate it and keep this," the man said, again giving up the novel hesitantly.

"Thank you, brother," he said, giving a kiss on the man's right cheek.

The man looked away from the girl's eyes. The smile she actually wanted to develop was perfect. Believe me if his heart is flowering. It was the first kiss he received from his girl. Although labeled Brother, but he was quite happy.

When the man was still struggling with his flowering heart, the girl was already busy to start reading.

Chapters. 9 The Same Thought

An hour before midnight, I was home. My little smile came to a halt when I found Dad still awake. It was as if he was waiting for my arrival. By looking at her serious face, I knew that she wanted to talk about something important. I sat on the sofa opposite him.

I confirmed his intention by nodding my head.

"Your mother said you were approaching the eldest son of the Atmadja family. Is that true?" search Dad without showing the slightest smile.

The Atmadja family is one of the most prominent families in the city. His company engaged in the field of plantations is known everywhere. No wonder her daughters are the target of many men.

"Yes, Dad. This is Rud just coming home to accompany Rosa to attend her close friend's engagement" I explained next.

"Forget him, Rud! Find another girl for you to choose!" father's orders made me sigh deeply.

"Ardi is also after him, don't deal with Sastro Sudjarwo's family" Father explained before I asked for an explanation.

Ardi and the Sastro Sudjarwo family are no strangers in my ears. I know him well. Because actually Sastro Sudjarwo and Sasmita Dinata are connected by a rope of brotherhood. They have the same grandparents. Ardi and I are fourth descendants, distant cousins.

"Well, Rud could have relented to other affairs, but for the love of forgiveness Rud could not," I explained full of confidence.

"Father just reminds, you know for yourself how cunning they are in the business world. Surely they will also justify any means to get your woman."

Father stepped away after reminding me of the problem I would definitely face if I kept forcing myself to approach Rosa. The pat on the shoulder that Dad did, I felt as an agreement to keep fighting even though it would be heavier.

"Rosa was Rud's first love, Dad. Fight on! That was what Rud would do instead of giving up before even starting a war.

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"Fight? You left me, Mas. Where's your fight?" the girl muttered after reading the novel.

"The fight was accompanying on the side. Not letting go without explanation. Does he think I can only accompany his happiness? Does he think the Atmadja family girl is spoiled? So it can not resist crying if the situation must slice. Rosa is a tough girl. Heartache can be debilitating but together love each other even if I have to be pricked thorns, I will be able to face."

A swab on the shoulder strengthened the muttering girl ayu.

"You underestimated me too much, Mom. What's wrong with you talking? Your silence not only hurt you, but me, too" the girl tried to hold back her tears.

"You don't convict him that way, Sa. You haven't read the next page. What I read, he'll fight for you. If in the end he gave up there must be something pressing him too strongly," the man gave a glance.

Is correct. I was too focused on the end of my story and ignored the fact that at first he established himself as a true warrior. Not a loser like he said when he had to leave me when I was a baby. Just like he said on the thank you sheet of this novel.

What the hell is it?