Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

That Man

The road is still quiet because the time is still so early, making the inhaled air feel very fresh in breathing. Moreover, the area where Mas Rud lived was adjacent to the city forest which was maintained green.

"Om, where are we going?" tanya Di-junior who sat in front of Mas Rud.

"Mama, where are we going?" asked Mas Rud with a tickling call.

"Om, this is my mom. Why did you call Mama?" Di-junior doesn't accept his own in another man's claim.

The girl ayu held a smile. He let Mas Rud face his son's acute questions. His lips were silent but his hand rubbed the lover's back shoulder. It was a representative of a word of patience that he did not say.

Mas Rud twisted his mind. There are multiple choices that he chooses.

A. Because I'm your father, boy. Any minute. Yeah, some more time. Therefore Om Rud began to learn to call him the same as you-mama.

B. I wanted to call her Sweetheart but it felt like rivaling Mr. Alex, my baby was reminiscent of Zeno's greeting as a chicken bar-barnya-zainudin. Do my boys know them?

After counting the number of buttons, he meant considering the age of his son, Mas Rud was finally able to determine the answer.

With a voice but in a seductive tone to his girl, Mas Rud said, "Because if Om Rud calls that mama mad, Boy. Do you think the same as Om?"

As predicted, the lover is the most beautiful emotion. He hit Mas Rud's thigh with a pursed mouth and let out a poignant word. "You mean I'm old, huh, Mom?"

Di-junior chose to delay giving the fruit of the mind. Apparently the little boy was beginning to understand the habits of Om and the mother. So, he better shut up for a minute.

Rud looked over a little. He let go of a naughty smile. "The older the more ..."

Again the ayu girl patted Mas Rud's thigh. Not only that, it also pinched the stomach. "Mas, watch your talk! Do I need to register for a personality class?"

"If it's your teacher, I will" said Mas Rud.

"Junior Classes 'aja, Om! We learn the same uncle Aryan," said the little boy.

Ayu girl chimed in on the son's brilliant advice. "You're right, honey. Mama's gonna tell you the same uncle that she has a new student."

The three of them kept joking along the way. Until he reached a road, Di-junior cried out boisterously.

"Ma, buy a balloon!"

"It's hard to take it, honey. We ride the motorbike not the car," reject the ayu girl with convincing reasons.

Unlike the ayu girl, Mas Rud actually turned the motor on the balloon seller. Immediately he turned off the engine and asked Di-junior to choose. "Come, pick one! What shape do you want? A plane? The duck? ? The fish?"

In-junior walks round. It seems he was confused about making a choice. The heart wanted to choose more than one, but she remembered the mother's words about the difficulty of bringing her home. Finally, he can make a choice after several decisions. "Doraemon 'aja, Ma."

"Di-junior likes Doraemon?" ask the mother because usually the son prefers animal characters.

"Likes, Mom. Let Di-junior take what 'aja from Doraemon's pocket."

Mama smiled seeing the child showing a funny expression. "What do you want out of Doraemon's pocket, honey?"

Di-junior looked at Om Rud and the mama alternately. A smile is born later. "Uncle says mom should always be happy. Junior saw that there was Om Rud, Mama never grieved. So, maybe Doraemon has a tool for Om Rud to forget to go home, huh, Ma?"

Mas Rud spontaneously turned his eyes from the son to the mother. He found the same expression of surprise that he felt. Instantly he carried Di-junior. His anxiety was not held back.

"Let's ask Doraemon at home huh, Boy. Now we're going again!" take Mas Rud after giving up so that the son does not continue to ask. Not that he would not answer, but he was afraid of weakness.

"Boy, let's play here first, yeah!" Mas Rud helped the girl's son to get down.

The boy did not comment. He was so excited with a balloon in his hand. Coincidentally the place they stopped was a deserted city park on a weekday like this morning.

After parking the bike, Mas Rud again carried Di-junior. One hand, he used to hold the girl ayu. They walked into the park.

"Mas," said the girl Ayu to find out the reason Mas Rud invited her in.

Shady gaze, Mas Rud sweep on the netra of the ayu girl. "We're going to meet someone."

The forehead of the ayu girl revealed a question that was immediately answered by Mas Rud. "You know him."

Mas Rud's statement further made the girl shackled ask acutely. The sentence wants to be spoken again but the legs have stopped. In front of him was a man sitting alone. The sweat that melted in his body indicated that he had finished exercising.

"How are you?" asked Mas Rudaya while tightening his finger link with the ayu girl. He knew his lover was surprised to know someone he had to meet.

Mas Rud's confidence to meet this man deserves a thumb shred. Even if he has to endure all feelings, he strengthens his body soul to find it.

Ayu girl does not refuse if she is not really ready to meet. His heart still holds a sting. Although he admitted to everything that the man did, he could have his son, the fruit of his love with a Mas Dion Wijaya. But the separation with the man who is now linking fingers, still feels painful.

The look in the eyes of the girl lowered. He stood a little behind the lover.

The accosted man straightened his gaze on the three newly arrived people. There was a surprised look that he clapped for a moment. "Rud."

The greeting was not given an answer. The figure sitting on the park bench actually mentioned the name of the man who called him.

"It's a good thing that you still remember my name" Mas Rud replied as he brought the two people he was clinging to along to the bench next to the man's seat.

"I still remember everything well even though my condition was not so good because of my behavior at that time" explained the man.

When all was silent, Di-junior broke the silence. "Ma, play there, yuk!"

Ayu girl followed the pull of the hand of the single son. He feels free from the circle of awkwardness that he has difficulty controlling.

Two pairs of eyes follow the steps of the girl ayu and the son. The laughter of the mother and child came to the attention of two men who were sitting.

"You're back to your woman?"

Mas Rud smiled. His gaze was still straight on the ayu girl. "As you said, she's my woman. So, how hard you separate and how far apart we are, that soul mate will return me to his side."

Mas Rud's gaze shifted to the man he was talking to. "Thank you .. Because of you I not only have him, but also have a son."

"That's your son?"

A confident answer, Mas Rud blurted out with a smile. "of course. They are my little family."

"Rud, I'm sorry!"

"You think I can apologize?" Rud asked back.

"My mistake is unforgivable, Rud. I realize that. But at least I lightened my own burden. It's okay you didn't apologize. I can see you guys back together, I can feel relieved. At least my guilt's been slightly cured."

"You're right, I can't .." explained Mas Rud.