My Beautiful Bodyguard's

My Beautiful Bodyguard's
The My Beautiful Bodyguard 17



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Again a soft breath came out from Aksa's lips, maybe if someone saw it, they would think it was staring at the scene from behind the glass, but actually not, the view was empty.


The day changed quickly, and this was the third day of the woman's departure. There was no longer a woman who was always beside him, guarding him wherever he was. Now Aksa has to get used to taking care of herself.


It's kind of funny because he's never before felt really lost like this. His heart was empty and he felt guilty. He had never even thought that the woman would leave because of her annoying nature. Aksa thought Kimberly would stay by her side, be patient with her childish attitude.


"Sir Aksa, there is a woman outside who wants to meet."


Aksa scrunched her forehead, her forehead wrinkled in hearing from her secretary. The man strangely felt his heart beating fast, was that woman Kimberly? Very confident.


"Whose echem?" Ask after turning around.


"I don't know, but he's talking he said there's a very important affair."


"You didn't ask what his name was?"


"Sorry sir, he won't tell. But he'd love to meet you."


Carved a sweet smile engraved on Aksa's lips, he then immediately walked out of his room. His heart was beating fast, feeling happy. Assume Aksa was hoping that if she was Kimberly, she missed her so much.


His steps came to a halt when he saw the back of a woman who was behind him. Frowning because the woman was wearing a babypink-colored dress, but as she remembered Kim did not like to wear a dress or office clothes. Then the woman turned around, making the smile on her lips Aksa fade away.


"Hallo good afternoon Mr. Aksa Delvin Arion."


With doubt Aksa accepted the hand office. "Yes, who are you?"


The woman smiled widely, while holding her documents in the chest. "Include my name Emma, I am a secretary of Mr. Omar, the owner of the KT group company that works with your company."


"Oh."


The man had felt strange because this woman was not the same as the secretary he had met a few days ago. His face was different, could it be new?


"I'm a new secretary if you ever get to feel weird."


"Hm yeah, as I remember her name wasn't Emma."


"Yes, I only worked two weeks ago."


Their conversation continued in Aksa's room, he sat on the single sofa while the woman sat on the long sofa. Two drinks were on the table.


"So I came here to pick you up this afternoon to meet with Mr. Omar."


"But I did not get a phone call or word from Mr. Omar, nor did my secretary."


"He wanted me to come straight here, he said to surprise me. After all, this invitation from Mr. Omar is not about work, but an invitation to lunch together."


"Lunch together?"


"Yes, he invited you to lunch together at a famous restaurant."


Aksa is very confused now, is that right? But Arnold doesn't even know that Omar invited him to a meal together. Usually Mr. Omar will first give news to his secretary, then will be conveyed to him.


"Hows it? I'll drive."


"Why hesitate? Don't you believe I'm secretary to Mr. Omar?"


Emma chuckles little looking at Aksa's confused face. "I'm a woman, do I look like a bad guy?"


Not really, but right now it feels weird. Inner Aksa.


"Well, I'll be there with my secretary in a different car."


"Sorry sir, but Mr. Omar wants only you to go."


"Why is that?"


"I'm sorry I don't know, but it looks like Mr. Omar wants to talk to you about something important."


Why that? Is correct? But all this time about Aksa's work will go with his secretary. Then why now Pak Omar only wants him to go there himself? Whether it's about work or not, Arnold will always be with him.


"Let me drive."


Aksa reluctantly went to follow the woman. He had already called his secretary if he would go alone. Even his secretary had a strange time, but soon pushed aside. Mr. Omar himself is a good friend of his Papah, who has worked with his company for many years. The old man was kind to her, even already considering her his own child.


The man sat in the back seat, while Emma drove the car. It took a while to get to the KT company, it was on Hayam Wuruk street.


Tired of Aksa playing her phone, she opens one of Kimberly's contacts. He wanted to call Kim, or just send a message. The last time it was seen was about five minutes ago, meaning the woman had time to open WhatsApp.


Then Aksa opened the profile photo of Kim, smiling while wiping the phone screen that saw Kim was smiling widely while staring at the side. But something strange, some of Kim's hair on the paint is blue. It looks more beautiful, especially when it's being scratched.


Oh Aksa misses Kim even more, how is that woman doing now? Doesn't Kim miss him? Or just go back to him.


Unbeknownst to Aksa, the car did not go to the KT company. Except heading towards the forest. A cynical smile is seen in Emma's lips, it seems that the man is cool with his cellphone. The evidence did not sound protective from the back of his chair.


Ckitt!


Aksa grimaced when his forehead hit the seat back in front of him, he forgot not to wear salbet even his cellphone until it fell down.


"Sorry sir, it looks like I hit something."


"What?"


Emma got out of her car, checked ahead. While Aksa immediately looked out of the car from the glass next to him, surprised not to play because now it was on a quiet road draped with tall trees.


Soon Aksa got out of his car, saw Emma who was on the phone while leaning in front of the car.


"Where are we? Why is it like in the woods?"


Emma immediately turned off her call and looked at Aksa. "Sorry sir, we must pass this road first to meet with Mr. Omar."


"You don't lie to me! You must be a criminal? Aye?!"


"Ehhh no I this is really a secretary to Mr. Omar." Turn Emma over as if to convince the man. His face showed no concern.


"No! I'm sure you're not a secretary for Mr. Omar, just look I'll report you for fraud!"


Aksa immediately returned to his car behind, looking for his phone there. Shit's very difficult because the phone fell into a corner. But when it will soon reach the phone, the punch on his back makes the man immediately fell unconscious.


Emma and one man wearing a jacket and a mask smiled with satisfaction, the man threw away his original baseball bat and tied Aksa, while Emma immediately brought her phone to inform someone.


"Target is disabled, in ten minutes we will reach the warehouse!"