Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)
Friendly Dating



Chapters 20. First Sunday Night


After the magrib who was supposed to teach, I was busy tidying myself up. Tried a few suits until it fell apart in bed. Exactly women are upset when going on a date that I have seen in romance movies.


T-shirts of various colors, shirts, all models of pants have alternately wrapped themselves. And finally the decision falls on the first choice. Yeah ... That's how complicated it turns out to be getting ready for a first date. I, who clearly looks good in any outfit, still feels confused.


Love makes me feel more handsome. But the level of charm is always doubted every time it will meet again. Until the eyes will continue to grate themselves every second change. Clothing is considered, fragrant should always accompany. Perfect without blemish that is how self will be presented at his side.


"Bun, Rud go first!" I kissed the back of the woman's hand that would lead me to heaven.


"Finally Mother's child Sunday night is not the same as Rendra," seduced Mother with a smile.


I smiled, embarrassed. Ah, it's just like a girl. It feels happy to be able to escape the singles that are in the scenario. I enjoy it myself. But having a lover was fun. The heart is always full of sweet flowers. Rendra could never be alone without a woman.


"Lamarin's school, Bun. Let's not say anything but make a grandchild for Mother," my gut who get a reprimand from her.


"Review you fuck! Don't carelessly touch your future daughter-in-law!"


"Cie, future daughter-in-law," my god as he passed.


Leaving the Mother in a hurry to see her handsome youngest son is constantly tempting. Soon I leave the residence to pick up future love. Travel does not take time because the distance is not so far away. I knew my car was parked in the yard. And I've now been sitting sweetly in the living room of Atmadja's residence.


"Son Rud, wait a minute, yeah! Rosa's still in the room."


"Good, Ma."


Like Mother who asked Rosa to greet him just as I called her, Mama also asked for something no different. Be the word of the aunt's greeting to move aside and the name Mama became familiar in the ears and lips. It sounds so sweet and makes me even happier. The Universe points the way in our steps towards a sacred future.


"Mas, I'm sorry it's old, '" he said as he just arrived with a sweet smile.


I developed a smile to cover my muddy lips. It is difficult to say a word because it is fascinated by its appearance. Clothes do not make my eyes entangled. The makeup is thin, making it even sweeter. I fell in love for some time. Because it feels like I always fall in the same hole, her love.


"Mas" he said again because I was glued.


"A-Ah yes," I said, which made it increase the sweetness of the smile.


I'm melting.


"I'm beautiful, Mom. But he's also very handsome tonight. I have nothing to lose as a future husband," the appeal makes me feel anxious without edges.


"Kok I'm being combed, anyway? I should've gotten you."


My lips finally started to relax. Turning into an accomplished seducer who usually does shower him with a dreadful seduction. "Because you're so pretty tonight."


"If it's not pretty, how could it be?"


"You think my love is that cute? No, Honey! My love for you is the most mysterious thing in my life. Mathematical formulas cannot describe. Psychological science does not handle. Even Indonesian literature cannot represent the feelings I have for you. This love is undetectable even by the cutting-edge tools of the century. This feeling was immediately dropped by the Most Love right in my heart and directed directly to your heart. Only the two of us are capable of feeling how great."


I saw her cheeks blushing. Her smile was timidly lifted from both corners of her lips. "Mas, it turns out you're the most reliable tombalist I've ever known."


"Hey, Honey. I'm not crunching. I'm honest," I'm full of emphasis.


"It's because we're dating for the first time, Mas. So love is still more. Wait a few months, surely Mas is also getting bored," he said with a naughty smile.


I moved away from my position. Approaching his seat who chose to be across the table. I sat myself right by his side. Ignore if Mama comes suddenly. It felt very anxious to hear his words that always underestimated my deep feelings. His mind only believes if I love him full time.


"Rosa, Honey. Hear me! My love for you is a poison that has already spread in my body. Turn off all other feelings and just focus on your love. If I get hurt, alone, and lose all my memories, then I won't be able to take you, my love and everything about you out of my mind. Because you are breath. My love will always breathe your name as the master of my heart. I don't want to allow any other name to change. Not now until I die."


Rosa put her index finger on my lips. Head shakes. "Don't talk about death if you love me. I hate being left out. It is the most painful pain on its own. Love me as much as you want, but never hurt me with your departure!"


The tears began to show signs of rolling. Immediately I prevented him by taking his fingers and taking him in a kiss full of sincerity. "My love will always live for you. Even when fate separates, I'll force it to be put together."


The crystal finally fell. Not to carry the name of sadness but to establish oneself as happy. We dissolve in taste. Our first date was friendly, not represented by flowers, but clear tears. A beautiful confession, that our love will continue to run at a point where both happiness is the corner they meet, someday.


"Well, how is it crying?" investigate Mama who just came with a tray containing warm drinks and some snack jars.


I'm a little awkward. Our positions are close to each other, afraid if it causes misunderstandings. Dyakimi has decided on love when she first started dating or has had a fight when love has just bloomed. But Mama seems to know why her daughter melted the crystal of sadness.


"Son Rud loves you, Mama also knows that you love her. Why even cry?" look at Mama while sitting in front of us.


"Mama, why open the card?"


"Who opened the card? Son Rud can also read if you like him. Even though you're still not able to hide your sincere feelings."


Mama's right, I can clearly read how Rosa feels about me. Even since meeting that view. I've had faith that we're both given a harmonious feeling. Love's.


I developed a smile, Mama shared a smile. Rosa pouting. It seemed like he was being attacked in a group. Make him kagok. He stood up and walked away.


"Come, Mas! He said to walk. Night hunt."


It's funny that this girl is not feeling well. Makes me more anxious. I can't wait to make him limp. Eits! Kugoda until limp. Why did my words go wrong. Kugoda until he laughs, and limps because of it. So .. yes, like that!