Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Watch Out for Falling in Love Again!

"Alarm is in love, though,

it will soon be lit up," said the man who had just sat in front of the girl who was carving a smile while reading a novel.

"What's 'an, anyway?" chirp the girl, mark her novel and put it on the table.

"We're leaving Friday night, huh?" said the man again.

The girl allowed to sit. Look meaningfully at someone who just came. There was a huff that he could not convey. Trying to ignore but the taste was poking from the bottom. Could it be that what he just heard was true?

"What story did I miss for three days?" asked the man while reaching for the novel that was a little far from his reach. He had to give his hand so that it could be in his hand.

His smile grew before the novel was opened. Right at the marker, the man sharpened his vision. Before long, he closed the novel again. He looked at the girl who had just read the novel. Highlight full of probes, targeting the black eye bead in front of him.

"How did you feel after reading this chapter?"

"Okaya," replied the girl ayu was not affected by the sharp gaze of the brother.

"Related?"

"Hmm," the girl just muttered.

Honestly, his heart was not what he said. After all, he had felt what was written in the novel. As the female lead, of course, she clearly remembered the very strong chemistry between herself and the novelist. Not just playful but is a great taste.

"Rud has proven his point, Sa."

The girl scrunched her forehead. Exploring the meaning of the man's statement. Then he sighed as he realized which direction their chatter was being taken. It must be an attachment between the promise his past man made and the amnesia he had. Everything proved. When all is forgotten, only the girl and her love remember.

The reality of an incredible love that is sure to thrill anyone who knows their story. But, the story remains the story. God predestined another. Now the ayu girl is here with a situation like this. And the ex is out of nowhere. How she was, the girl had not known for so long. It was possible that he had recovered from his amnesia and found another woman he loved. Replacing the love of the girl ayu because the time is a wound healer and a solace.

"That's just a coincidence, Bang," the girl rejected the fact that actually made her rethink.

"Continuously? That's proof, Rosa. The human subconscious, how could it possibly be set?"

"Already, Bang. Don't make me keep remembering!"

"You read the novel means you want to remember it intentionally. Nostalgic taste."

Brother is right. The girl's decision to read the novel after a long time he ignored, solely because of the encouragement of the subconscious. Ayu girl is still kepo, want to know what the contents of the story that her past man wants to show her. The fact that the girl could not stop and continued reading until the last page, was also evidence that the author was curious to a high degree.

The girl looked in another direction. "Don't believe me?"

"You just don't believe in your own heart, how can I trust you."

The girl stared at the brother. Strengthen the heart and pull away the doubt that is slightly shackled. "I'll prove it this weekend!"

The man in a black shirt who contrasted with his clean skin was smiling smirk. "Don't force hard! But if you insist, I'll wait for the proof."

The flower-white dressed girl shuffled from her seat. Approaching the man across. Sit on the back of the brother's chair. Grab the novel still in the man's hands and guide it to open on the next sheet. Hand belongs to the novel holder according to. He started touching the next page of paper.

Chapters. 21: Good intentions

Love, always presents happiness when falling because of its taste. The day passed so fast. Seconds changed until it felt like several weeks had passed. With him time is not felt.

The sweetness of love that makes you happy is not just me. People around me are happy because of it. No exception Father and Mother. They spread smiles even though I knew that in the depths of the heart they were worrying. About the threats that might be proved, not just bluffing.

After dinner, the three of us gathered in the living room. I sat down and read the book. I'm spoiled with a fall on Mother's lap. The middle-aged woman's hand caress was increasingly providing comfort.

"Rud, it's time for you to get married. Time is still spoiled same Mother?"

"Mump not married, Bun."

"How are you guys related?" father asked still with eyes fixed on sheet by sheet in hand.

"That's fine, Dad."

"Sure, if he wants you as his companion?" take Dad seriously.

The book switched places. From hand to tablecloth plaid motif. Justifying positions and arranging voices to speak. A deheman becomes the start for a chat. I woke up from the fall. Enforcing the body and showing a serious facial expression.

"Very sure, Dad."

"Bun, next Sunday night we'll propose."

Mother looks gasp. But in an instant can normalize the look of his face. This graceful woman, seemed to have already understood what Father meant. Our family is indeed the type that does not let their children spend too long to date. If you feel fit then getting married is the most appropriate choice.

Just like me, my only brother also experienced the same thing. Two months of dating directly breezed into the underwriting. And that time frame is not much different from mine. Just a few days, doesn't that mean the same thing.

I was silent, neither resisting nor approving. Father's decision is the order of the king that must be carried out. There is no rejection that he will hear if it is related to the procession of relationship blocking. Why would I refuse if it was the biggest dream of my life.

"Rud, keep this! Do not tell your lover first," Dad ordered before closing the sentence on the proposal.

I smile. Mother also replied to him. He gently brushed my hair. "May all be facilitated, son!"

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Girl ayu termangu. His mind seemed to remember something that was never stored in his memory. Brother who realized his beloved sister shifted focus from reading immediately looked. I found a curious face. The novel moved to the table again.

"What's up, Sa?"

The girl looked at the distance. It was as if carrying his wish to fly in the distant past that he had forgotten. About the mystery that grips the heart. He left a question he had not found the answer to.

"I don't feel like I've ever been proposed, Bang."