Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Checking the Heart's Contents

The man who usually accompanies the day of the girl ayu, this time is stuck by himself. Just befriend a favorite novel they used to read together. The rough breathing slowly removed him. Not for himself but because of the terrible fate that must be experienced by the girl.

"Sa, I think your life will be happy after choosing it. It turns out that God gave a life full of twists. Do you know one thing I don't regret? My choice to be by your side until this very moment. Not to replace, just to be a place to lean. Because I know, as much as you love your husband, there's also such a high taste for other men that you don't realize."

The tall man with a very sweet smile was fond of the novel in his hands. "If you knew that your girl was alone, would you come back?"

A moment passed, the novel he put down. His face slowly raked. Then take a long breath. Not because he was tired, but because he imagined the twists of the road like what the girl would go through after this.

After coming from the tomb some time ago, the girl has not yet read her novel. He left it lying on the table until the dust became clothes. His burning feeling when visiting the navel of the husband seems to have not been able to return he mastered. As a result, the last novel read is bringing up the feeling of falling in love with his beloved ex, making him upset to return he visited. Two different feelings from each other. Longing for loss and missing out because of deep love will not fill the heart at one time.

The man again focused the black bead on the girl who was busy with her cooking. Since her husband's death, she has rarely struggled in the kitchen. His memories with his man who is good at cooking it, makes him reluctant to explore this one place. I don't know what day he was so excited about.

"Don't try, sir!"

The man again showed off his smile. Immediately feed a spoonful of seafood fried rice that he clearly remembered that this was a dish that was often made by the husband of the girl for breakfast. He caught that the woman in front of him was being stricken with longing for his halal man.

"It looks like you have to cook me every day. It's delicious" I'm the guy with his thumb showing off.

"Wasn't it the Father who promised to cook me. Replacing ...," the girl pauses for the sentence that should mention the name of her dead husband.

"Until there's a replacement," the man interrupted before the girl was carried back in grief as she was increasingly swept away by memories.

The look on the face of the girl who had already shown a tinge of sadness slowly drew a wry smile. "I don't want to replace it, Bang. He's the only man who's ever really fought for me."

Without saying, the man picked up the novel he had just put down. Just a few seconds and he put it again. Although it was only for a short while, he was sure that the seafood fried rice-making girl understood what he meant. Evidently with the residence he showed.

Sensitive discussion about the feeling, finally makes the atmosphere dark. The black fog made it gloomy. However, it will not last long because the brother is good at melting the atmosphere.

"I'm full. Read in the pool deck, yuk!" said the man as he gently pulled the girl's arm.

Walking behind the man, he just silently followed. There were no rejections or mistakes along the way. Arriving at the destination, the girl was directed to sit on the edge of the pool while putting her feet into the water.

"Why should it be here? If the novel falls off and gets wet, how about it?" the girl's reading is starting to sound good.

Smile with the perfect arch, the man shows off. Feeling that he has won because it can make the girl return with a lot of character talk if there is something that does not match his thinking. A swab at the top of his head that he always did even when the girl was still married, now he does it again.

"Why do you suspect my smile? I'm the one who suspects your heart" said the man.

"I don't want to read that you keep teasing like that" the girl was about to pull out her leg but was immediately restrained by the brother.

"It's still worth it? Let's start reading!"

The girl pulled out her leg. Inching from sitting down and swinging a step to get away from his Brother who today was very restless. Grunts he took out of the lips that he pursed until a large letter u formed.

"My emotions, even when you're grumbling, can make me fall in love even more."

The sentence that had just passed in the ear of the girl called her name, could make her pause for a moment. Before finally turning the direction and back in front of the beloved brother. "Dragon, don't start seducing me!" threaten the girl with sharp eyes.

The man that the girl was angry at, was unmoved. Staying with a perfect smile he did not argue even more friendly. Again he pointed out the novel he opened in chapter 10. Seen the sentence that was thrown from his mouth earlier, not he who compiled for a confession, but the appeal of the former that shows if the curse of love for the man he was in his chair was real.

The girl's eyes glared as she read the series of words. Apparently he misunderstood. He thought the brother deliberately spread a fight. It turned out to be the death seduction of a Mas Rud.

The novel was captured by the girl as fast as lightning. Still with pursed lips, he flips over the body. Stay away from the man who embarrassed her. Walk through the garden and disappear behind the door of the room. He chose to ignore the girl. Letting him remove the kangen with a reading that might make the sadness that often comes to disappear.

While the man chooses to take the car keys and leave, the girl begins to submerge herself in the world of her bucini novel. Inhale deeply and exhale slowly before the sheet reaches the last chapter it reads.

Chapters. 10: Ketusmu, Always Kurindu

Entering my new room, it felt like I was also brought in at the depth of feeling that had doors to her name, Rosa. My hug that he didn't notice, made me more confident. That the warmth of my embrace is able to secure the ketusnya which I always miss.

Love what model I have, I don't understand it either. Being nearby despite being hit by a scolding for me is a dear sentence.

"My emotions, even when you grumble, can make me fall in love even more" I muttered, smiling to myself like crazy.

"Lord, may your beautiful creation be deserted soon? My soul feels thirsty for the caress of her love that is ketus teasing. Dating in halal romance, isn't it perfectly natural if I imagine? Is not a lover his mind is filled only with his woman?

She ... ayu girl in my eyes and heart.