Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Brother's Home

When the fear began to explode, Brother came to be a tranquilizer. Three long days finally passed too. When the night was pointed at eight o'clock, the knock on the main door made the girl required to open. It was unexpected that it was Brother who came with a tired face hidden behind a smile.

"I'm glad you're okay."

The man scratched the hair on the girl's head. Lifting something in his hand and handing it to the woman before him. He chose to pull his suitcase towards the room on the second floor. Open the door and enter without the girl. I don't know when the woman deflected the move.

A few seconds later, the two people who were both occupants of the room on the second floor were busy with their own activities. The girl opened the souvenir while Siang was cleaning herself. They were put together again for the next half hour in the living room.

"Sleeping?" ask the man who looks fresh with water droplets sourced from the ends of his hair.

The girl who was eating the wet cake waited for her food to be swallowed before giving an answer. "Out of town."

"My satyaku?"

The man hurriedly stepped up again. Back to the second floor, where the little twin man was sleeping. Ayu girl follows her brother's departure. Watching from the door what the man was doing. Reviewing the smile when he felt the sincerity of love that he aimed at his baby who is now two years old.

The man twisted his body after kissing his beloved little twin. Smile at the girl standing in the way.

"Ngapain stumbling? Want to kiss too?" seductive Si Abang passed by his beloved sister while gently shuffling her hair.

The girl went back to her man. They went back to the family room and talked there. Discusses many things. Starting the day that the girl went through with her cute baby, the desire of the uncle, to culminate in a novel that they always read together.

"Bang, it turns out that Mas Rud is getting a lot of threats," the girl's story revealed an expression of pain.

"What-like?" search for the man by watching his girl.

"I just read it at first, he was in terror via text to stay away from me at that time. Even he deliberately wanted to be dragged by the motorbike as well."

"Did he ever tell you about that?"

The girl shook her head. That's why he felt so shocked. The ex who left the wound apparently kept his own pain. This is only the beginning but it feels like it can already feel excessive tightness. Looks like the next chapter is going to be getting cut.

"Don't continue if you can't read!"

"I'm just afraid of getting carried away by his wounds."

"Should I look for him to treat your wound if it happened?" tawar Abang gives you a choice.

The girl was silent. "Bang, the time has passed four years. The feeling must have changed too. I'm not the old Rosa anymore. He must be the same. I'm a one-child widow, who wants to?" babble the girl ayu with a self-mocking smile.

What kind of situation should be created? Sad, happy or something? I don't know. That girl doesn't care about that. He just wants to read. Not having any more intention than hope to return.

"We will never know what our destiny is. Live every moment that changes happily. That's all we need to do as humans."

"How come you're talking, Bang."

"Because I live it that way."

Smirk's smile on the girl's back responded to the man beside her. "Curhat, Bang? Said I'm Mamah kali," sneered the girl.

"Curcol, Mah."

Perhaps the closeness of two different human descendants is indeed excessive. Male girls based on brother relationship without blood ties, often passing around at home, it is certain that negative talk becomes gossip. They don't care. As long as it makes you happy and does not violate the norm, please say what. Both are looking for more themselves. Not hanging full on people's gifts.

"I don't accept curses, Bang."

"Then accept what?" ask the man while enjoying a klanting snack, giving a neighbor who just returned home from Pacitan.

"Transferant," said the girl while smiling mischievously.

Brother immediately took his flat object. "How much do you want?"

"Don't get rich!"

"I am rich."

"What's rich?" seduce the girl while continuing to race with the man spent clanting which still leaves half a small jar.

"What's important is that you're happy."

The girl thaws. His man always was. Never angry with all the girl's treatment of him. Temptation, ridicule, innuendo even anger only he replied with a smile. My brother always accompanied my sister at the most difficult time.

Therefore, their closeness is so real. Background understanding each other that finally really understand each other. Not love, only love that has been petrified into feelings of affection. At least that's how the girl felt. A brother? Everyone knows that he does retain taste. But he managed in such a way that the untouchable love did not make him stay away but instead became a loyal path he took.

Passing the day together as brothers. The happy glow of the story of two lonely people from love. Sharing love to live the day so that it doesn't hurt. Because humans really need each other to continue to strengthen.

"So sure to go next weekend?"

"I go or I don't, it doesn't have any effect on our story that's over."

"If anyone is affected, how?" investigate the man again with his casual style so that the girl does not get carried away.

"There is, Brother!" the girl tried to toughen up by replying to the joke.

Although there was actually a taste that he could not describe. If you are talking like this, it is as if you are setting the future and forgetting the time that has been left behind. Though this chatter is just a relief of fatigue from the burden that continues to hit. Tracing the trail of flavors that became the journey of their lives. The story of the girl who was also colored by the presence of her brother.

"You should always count on me."

The brother showed arrogance to make the girl forget the sad thing and could bring back his anger and unsettling. Because it is a sign he is okay with the life he now has to live. Alone without a husband.

"I'll do that to help you out of nothing." The girl did not want to give in with ridicule.

"We seem to be two people who have to help each other" said the man who was agreed by the girl he spoke to.

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