Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Your Gesture is honest

"Mas Rud," said the girl as she looked at her large photo hanging on the wall of the room.

Slowly she uncovers the warmed blanket on her body. Wanting to target a large photo, but the net is stuck on a frame that sits freely on the nightstand. Instantly, the hand flexes, outstretched to pick up fond memories of a long-dead love.

The photo of the girl ayu and Mas Rud were playing on the beach, that was what was embedded in the frame. The last memory before their story suddenly ended.

The ayu girl gently rubbed Mas Rud's face. "It turns out you're still keeping it, Mom."

Sweet photos that became the beginning of a tragic story, girls observe carefully. Netra nailed and her lips became muddled. The story that had become history, instantly made him speechless.

The photo was placed ayu girl in the reverse position. The line of writing disturbs the view. Frame it, he took it again.

This photo is the beginning and end of our sweet story, dear. But I pray that it will be the beginning again and it will never end someday.

Ayu girl unconsciously pray in the writing she reads. Spontaneously he covered his mouth with his hands.

"Why did I say that?"

Instantly, the ayu girl placed the frame nicely. There was no desire to look around because he knew many things that would remind him of his story with the owner of the room. Hurriedly he came out although his faint eyes found a shiver of memories stirring. Ignore, that order that he tried to strengthen so as not to be tempted to approach him.

"Wake up, son?" ask Mother Mas Rud when the ayu girl was arranging feelings by leaning on the door of the room.

Ayu girl immediately approached the woman she already knew with familiarity. Respectfully, the back of the middle-aged woman's hand she kissed fixedly. "I'm sorry Rosa fell asleep in Mas Rud's room, Bun ... Tan's."

The Mother rubbed the long black mane of the girl her son loved. "Call Mother like you used to, baby!"

A smile that blends awkwardness and sincerity perfectly expands from both corners of the lips of aayu girl. Mother who can read the feelings of the girl trying to melt the atmosphere.

"How about we talk to you?" hail Mother with a friendly smile.

Assume approval done ayu girl. Without hesitation he followed the steps of the mother to go down the stairs. Just as he passed through the living room, he saw Mas Rud sleeping.

"Mother see who hit the bell first, yes," said the mother as she stepped leaving the nailing girl staring at Mas Rud.

Mother's sentence was not answered. Just like the unheard bell, the mother's voice also faded in the listener's senses. The focus is on the results of the eye shot.

Unknowingly, the girl stepped up. Approaching Mas Rud and stopping right beside the man. Slowly, his feet bent down. In silence, Mas Rud he looked at the depth of feeling.

The hand of the ayu girl stretched out until it almost came into contact with the cheek. Unfortunately, it stopped.

"Mas," call ayu girl.

"What, Honey?" mas Rud replied while guiding the fingers of the ayu girl to cling to the cheeks.

In shock, the ayu girl tried to pull a hand but was held captive. The efforts that continue to be done do not produce happy results. However, the release that Mas Rud had made out of the blue, made the ayu girl fall on top of Mas Rud's body.

"Your shame, makes me want to."

Mas Rud's flirtation sentence made a bubble of nameless taste in the heart of the ayu girl. It was possible that a red hue had met on his cheek until the smile of the man in front of him was perfect.

"Please, Mom! Not good to see the mother," said the girl ayu while brushed off Mas rud's hand.

The girl glared at the eyes. "Mas!"

"If you don't want to be in the room, it doesn't matter, honey. Just here! Mother will understand, really." Mas Rud continued to make the ayu girl fall in the wooing room.

"Mas, I'm not your old rose. Don't be reckless! I'm a man's wife."

Mas Rud glued a look at the girl his father. The face to be turned away, he held with one hand that he did not use to hold the girl's hand still touching his cheek.

"For me, you are my old Ros. Same, nothing has changed."

"Change your mind, Mommy!" ayu girl order.

"I will change our status" convinced Mas Rud.

Ayu girl accidentally pinched the cheek that she touched with fingers. "It hurts, doesn't it?"

"Pinch here!" mas Rud's orders while pointing at his lips.

"Mas, don't be like this! Let me live my life as quietly as before you came. I'm happy with my family. You also have to make yourself happy. If you continue like this, I am sad," said the girl ayu unable to hold back tears until it fell apart.

the clear crystal dripped onto Mas Rud's cheek. Like a flow of taste, the man was also unable to hold back his feelings. Letting her tears melt, she wiped away the girl's sadness.

"What are you crying about? If you are happy, why do you shed tears? Am I pathetic? Or ... You can't make a decision?"

Ayu girl lowered. His wife could no longer hold it. "Enough, Mom! Don't keep going!"

The ayu girl covered Mas Rud's lips with her index finger. The head was no longer he guarded from the chest of his former most beautiful. He pushed the boundaries he made.

Mas Rud stroked the girl's long hair. His heart deeply understood the feeling of the woman who laid her head on his chest. He wanted to hug, but he hugged. The girl is different, she is the type who does not easily lean on herself. Dikandahani is a taboo in his life.

The two men are immersed in a puddle of the taste of the past that is actually too deep to be floated. Ayu girl sets the flavor in the breast. Mas Rud tried to give peace to a troubled heart. Replacing his departure when he used to leave ayu girl alone.

In another corner of the house, the mother stood nailing. Watching Mas rud and Rosa being submerged in a word that is hard to express. So much love that they have, so that the mother also feels pain.

The view was back on two people. When the taste and body are still linked, the ringing of the phone on the table echoed.

Slowly the girl raised her head. Stay away from ex-lovers. Accidentally, he saw the name on the screen of a smart object that continued to vibrate.

The change in the look on the face of the girl made Mas Rud realize that there was something wrong with the phone that kept ringing. He's waking up soon.

Hand of ayu girl he held before reaching for a smart object.

Mas Rud's body was reduced to sitting on the carpet and made the sofa as a backrest. The owner of the body whose hands he held, he pulled in a hug with tenderness.

The two beads of eyes were staring at each other. There is a love so great it looks so thick. Until the lie of the word is very easily countered by the nether spoken. The eyes are the windows of the heart, that is what reveals them.

"Thank you for the phone!"