Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Can You Remember Happy With You?

A smile spread on the lips of the girl. From the look of his eyes clearly read if he was being seduced happy by the sweet memories of the novel he just read. Lovely love at the beginning of the meeting, again emblazoned real in his memory. How the deja vu that he thought was just a wind past, ended up presenting the man before him. Until without realizing it, his heart was filled with flowers of love that somehow began to bloom.

"Cie .. who was smiling this morning. In love again?" teased a man in a sportswear suit who had just appeared in front of him.

The girl looked at the man who was still melting sweat all over her body, typical of sports results. "Wells when you fall in love."

"remembered? Do you miss being loved?" chirp the man while opening the lid of the bottle of mineral water in his hand.

"I don't even want to deal with love" the girl explained as she put her novel on the table.

The man put the bottle on the table. Seeing the girl in front of him with a sad look that a moment later he tried to smear a smile and his eyes he forced to shine happy. "Everything that happens to you, it's not love's fault. Your journey is long to find another love. Don't shut yourself up, open your heart!"

"What do you say modus, sir?" satirize the girl to the man who had just advised her.

"Should I answer?" reply the man with ease.

"The brother who loves his sister is a sin" the girl continued lightly.

"That, know. Why do you still ask? Continue reading the novel! At least I'm happy to see your smile again, even though it can only be limited to remembering it," the man ordered before leaving the girl ayu, back alone.

The girl let out a long sigh while casting a glance at any direction. The words of the man left pain in the heart. Happy in memories? Isn't that a slick sentence that would just slice through. I don't know, but there's a truth that the man revealed. He could smile from the heart, something he had long forgotten. And it's all just because of an inscription from the past story that even ended miserably.

Falling in love .. love is beautiful but the moment of falling, it hurts. And when we are again presented in beautiful memories especially what happens if not a smile. Though at the end of the day it is the wound that makes the cry that replaces all laughter.

"You hurt but why when you remember our happiness in the beginning together, I still feel that happiness, Mom?"

In her feelings ayu girl on the author of the novel, makes her not want to stop to continue to fall in memories. The novel was reopened, although initially hesitant, but in the end he was unable to continue.

Chapters. 6: Beginning of the Appeal

Our conversation that began to move from the basic level made us not aware that time was rolling so fast. Our order is on the table. Not something that whew but enough to make my appetite stirred.

"S-O-T-O?" memorize the ayu girl in front of me, slowly, when she found the menu on the table.

I'm heading towards him. Leaving while my activities add soy sauce in that fruiting bowl. "You want another message?"

She shook her head. "Mas, like soto?" tanyanya.

"Hmmmm ...," I replied as I looked at her softly.

Yes ... Soto is my family's favorite menu when visiting this restaurant. Dad was a fan of that yellow fruiting cuisine. Culinary anywhere, there is no other choice in the message other than soto.

"Mas, you know what?" suddenly my target girl started asking. I always took the initiative to get him to talk.

I got to him by spending the chews in my mouth. "What?"

"If you eat soto like this, I want to be with Papa. Wherever we used to go, eat soto again soto again," the story with enthusiasm and ended with a smile.

"really?" convinced me while stopping eating and choosing to enjoy his smile that has not faded.

"Hmm... That's why when the food came, I said soto?"

I smile back for him. Soto, being a wonderful start to the familiarity we felt. "As for me and your Papa are the same, is that a sign ...," I paused my sentence to make him curious.

"What mark?" search without looking at me and focus on feeding a spoonful of food into his mouth.

"Our taste of soto is the same, so it seems I can also understand how your father takes care of and loves you," I always accompanied by a blink of an eye.

"Not connect," the shortened.

Ketus, is this what Rendra said? But I like. In my eyes, your ketusu is a challenge to get more bitter love.

"Loh, this is real," I added a naughty smile.

"Mas Rud is like Rendra," the verdict compares.

"What?" i wonder.

"Same-sama likes a dreadlocks. But I'm sorry I'm immune" she explained with a confident smile.

His words made me look at his bead gently but deeply. "I'm even bigger than him."

"Ohya ...? I meant to be vigilant," she said, returning my gaze.

We got back in line of sight. Shackled by an increasingly roaring taste. Find love in the eyes that talk to each other in gestures.

"A lot of wandering masons around me," he admitted, still linking the sense of sight.

You're wrong! There are not many charms beside you, but many hearts that have fallen in your charm. Me included. Even though you accidentally spread seduction but that's exactly the type of heart that must be pursued.

"You, you look at me. In love, huh?" I deliberately teased him.

"That's a hell of a thing, like," he asked, looking me in the eye.

"Loving is not a sin" I resisted the thump that suddenly became firmer.

He slightly moved his face, getting closer to me. "It seems, you are already in love with me, Mas," he said confidently before pulling back himself away from my body.

Sure oes. I am in love with you. A love that grows fast, does bad deeds, and wants to be always close, attached and must be immediately united in the snare of the favor of the Most Alluring. Ah ... silly. How could I think this crazy?

Rosa ... Rosa ... Rosa ... have you hypnotized me? Carry my logic and bind my heart tightly in your love.

"You want to add?" my question is to create a diversion. Prefer to comment on the condition of the plate that has not left a grain of rice, rather than answering his question about the condition of my heart.

"You ... add your love!" the sound is beyond my thinking.

"Well, it can be dreadful too, but I'm sorry I'm immune" I said, returning the sentence he gave me.

"Hey ... That was my word, why did you steal it?" chirps are thick.

"Make what I steal your words, mending I steal your heart," I said with a smile and raised both eyebrows.

"Go home, yuk! We're starting to hang out" he asked, which I thought was just a diversion.

Without my consent, she had already stood up and stepped up with her smile. I immediately left the table, paid and returned to the car. Got him already installed seat bealt and was engrossed with his finger gymnastics. Ignoring me who got in the car and getting ready to take her back home.

Time has touched the number 9 nights. But the streets are still very crowded. The distance that should be 25 minutes, it looks like it will be 2x. I focused on the road ahead, while he was still struggling with the smart thing in hand.

"Hi Yo, what's wrong?" his voice sounded soft.

" really? When?"

"I must have come, I'm so upset,"

"OK! In the usual place? I miss eating cak blangkon's soup."

"Ma ...,"

The short phone call is done. But he is still engrossed in his smartphone. Not to invite me to chat pleasantries but instead put small objects in both ears.

"In my car it is forbidden to play mobile phones for more than 10 minutes!" I said while removing the earphones from his right ear.

"What's 'an, anyway?" his gerrick.

"There are living beings here, why is it so fun to be non-living?" I'm back to grumbling.

"Sssstttt .. This is important!" he continued, putting the earphones back on.

I smiled ambiguously as I removed the earphones. "Is there anything more important than me?"

"Many," he answered briefly.

This girl, why is it so clever to make my heart waver. For a moment makes me float because of his temptation, a moment later I was blown away because of my temptation that he ignored. Aarrgghh! What a charming girl.

"Your boyfriend is a lot, Sa? Yesterday Dion is now Yo ...?" my insinuation is to hide the taste.

"Repo,"

No, I'm crunching. Hera is not making a betrayal of my race but instead getting entangled in the thick.

"I'm a kepo on purpose" chirped me to provoke his reaction.

But ignored!

He put up his earphones again. This time I let him get absorbed in that clever thing. And I don't know where I got the courage from when I pulled my hair down at the top of his head. I thought he was going to protest but he wasn't. My girl, how is your heart?

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The girl closed her novel with a happy smile. The red hue decorated his white cheeks. Like someone in love, he smiled at the novel in his hand.