Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

I'm making you hooked

The smiling ayu girl looked at the last part of the novel she read. Recollecting again with the series of sentences that he had once strung on his flat object. Exactly the same as the one now in the novel written by the sender. He remembered when the message was read, and his heart flowered. A happy smile is perfect. That guy is different. Combing with his own style.

"Mas, your sentence was perfectly delivered to me. That time and now are both right."

Not wanting to linger in the wild, the girl immediately opened up again, sheet by sheet.

Chapters. 15: Missing You I Am Unable

The message I sent did not immediately reply. My heart is upset and worried. Does he not understand if my heart really misses? Is he flirting? My message was read and ignored. Ah, I think he wants to play me. Watch out if it's close! He'll not survive. I'll go berserk, hug and sulk.

I sent you another message. Asking the reason behind my message that he let. I want to be angry but I don't want to be rash. Afraid of me if he's mistaken, convicting me of being an unfriendly man. It felt irritated, wanted to take a puff but I was still afraid he was giving me a label.

I sent another child a message for him. My girl is different. It is expensive even though it is clear how much it offers. Makes me more anxious. But that is what makes me unable to turn away from it. Not being a cheap sale woman even though the bid is a high-class consumer.

There was no incoming message he sent. I'm getting a little too drunk. Change positions from sitting, standing, walking back and forth and slamming yourself in bed. It is wrong to wait for a reply. Is this how the heart ripples if the longing is breaking down?

When my patience was almost at the end of time, the notification came in. Happiness is immeasurable because it comes from him. A short sentence that actually does not give an answer. It is precisely a mockery for the torture that seems to kill without leaving a wound.

"Mas, miss me?" Why don't I, huh?"

There was no other choice, I called him right away. Video call exactly. My miss is already mountaining. Crossing through dimensions and combing each side. Not only in her seductive crisp voice but her indifferent and sometimes spoiled look was always playing in my memory. Not wanting to escape even if only for a moment.

"Mas, get dressed!" his orders while deflecting the line of sight as my phone picked up after I waited for some time.

I looked at my upper body, and I forgot to wear it. Focusing too much on longing until I forget the clothes I should be wearing. Soon I grabbed the shirt I had taken but only attached to the back of the sofa.

"See here! I'm not bare-chested anymore" I ordered.

He turned his face. His eyes were narrowed and just widened perfectly when I was absolutely sure that I wasn't lying to him. An awkward smile he showed off. My heart's cooling. It was as if it was being watered by thousands of cubic feet of water in my heart that had ignited the seedling of fire because of a longing.

"Remain you don't miss me?" my investigation hopes to catch the lie from his face.

"Look at me is it like someone who misses?" the god turns the body. Shows if his body remains fresh in a thick meat dressing. Not dry kerontang live bone because tormented longing.

"Am I just missing myself?"

"It looks so."

This girl, it's so adorable. I can always make him love her more. I who used to resist was now forced to seduce without knowing the word surrender. All right, it's fine as long as I can conquer it. Make him bend his knees under the auspices of my love for him.

"If I miss the others, don't you miss me?"

"It looks so."

"If I love you, would you also say that you love me?"

"It looks so."

He who was unconscious had been trapped by my sentence, feeling puzzled. Rethinking everything I said and what I just said. His lips opened in annoyance as his mind found an answer if he had been a victim of the game, one Rud Dinata said.

"You cheated, Mas. I unplugged my words earlier," he said with a grunt holding back a piece.

I put on a triumphant face but in his eyes it looked annoying. "I don't accept file revocation."

"I said it under consciousness," she said.

"It is precisely an indisputable honesty," I was convinced to break his insistent attitude.

In my heart I was broken. He was right that he said it unconsciously. Because I was fishing for that word to glare until I had a way to express love. That was how Rud looked for the gap from every opportunity that came.

"That's what you think."

I'm sure that ayu girl also grew love in my name. He was ashamed to admit it. Though I waited as he became spoiled, missing all the usual impertinence he offered. Rud was ready to be the place to vent all the feelings that were leaning. Likes, grief, crying and laughter.

"Anything we are. Have a good night, my dear. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Blackening screen. Call me off. My heart is flowering and she must be the same. Only he must be nagging me because I do as I please. Let it. If he doesn't take it, he's calling in a change, is this? Adem. That means he accepts if we are legal to be lovers.

I can't wait for tomorrow to arrive. "Prepare my girl, I'll make sure you can't say that I'm not your girlfriend."

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A little smile does not stop carving from the lips. Doubt the happy who is now king in his throne. To convert a queen makes me the happiest person in the world. A smile that never escaped hinting if getting the girl made a happy stock I do not know the word tehempas.

With the appearance that I have maximized, now standing in front of the door of my girl's house. Neat and fragrant, handsome and charming, and a smile that I definitely review without knowing the word lazy. Waiting for who will open the door. For sure whoever he is, will be amazed by my charm.

"Just go, yuk!" he said as soon as he opened the door.

Instantly he was fixated as his eyes were already attached to my appearance. She's stunned. I believe his heart is speaking. About admiration for a lover who he can either admit or not. What is clear is that I managed to make my ketus lover sweet.

"Good morning, honey!" my hand to spread her unviable daydream.

I catch him if he gasps. Trying to be ordinary when he is still fascinated. Trying to arch both corners of her lips upwards, forming a perfect smile. Removing the clumsy beleaguered for being frozen in my charm. Seeing it like that it feels like this body is craving to hold it. Ah, Rud hold himself up!

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