My Beloved Bodyguard's

MBB 32

Entering the room when the time has shown at 01.00 in the morning, Bayu walks by sneaking. He did not want until the sound of his footsteps disturbed the sleep of the child and the wife. A simple room without a lot of cargo is only filled with a simple bed with a wardrobe that is not too large and a table that is used for berias.

Yellowing room lights give the impression of shade and shahdu. For a moment, the burden on the man's shoulders lifted. The first sight to welcome were two figures that were rolled over the bed. Bayu walked over, anchoring a kiss on the cheek and forehead to the two people who were now filling his life. Shanuella and Kelana became the reason for him to keep fighting. A source of happiness that will pay for all his tiredness all this time.

“Good sleep, Shan. Sweet dreams.” Bayu whispered softly.

Switching positions, the man targeted the tiny creature with a cut on the face. He rubbed slowly around the wound and planted a slow kiss there. Unlike Shanuella is not disturbed, Kelana responds differently. The little girl initially only whined when she noticed a foreign figure that had disturbed her sleep. However, when her beautiful eyes opened perfectly and found the papa, she cried.

“Sssstt, don't cry, son. Poor Mama.” Bayu grabbed his daughter's tiny body and held the toddler. Allowed to crumple on her burly shoulders, seeking warmth and comfort.

Isak changed whining slowly, it took a few minutes for Bayu to calm down. Standing in front of the room window, Bayu held Lana while swaying slowly.

“Do not cry. Mama's going to bed. Poor thing, tomorrow has to work.” Bayu patted his daughter's back gently so that the little girl was calm.

Slowly, the cry subsided by itself Almost twenty minutes fondled patiently, Lana fell asleep again.

“You've slept?” The palm of Bayu's hand still rubbed Lana's back, the directional view on the woman who was sleeping on the left side of the bed. Shanuella with her regular breath, not disturbed at all.

Not hearing the answer, Bayu put the toddler back into the middle of the bed. Very carefully, not until Lana woke up again. Just as he was about to get out of bed, the man could hear the sound coming out of the beautiful woman who had fallen asleep from the beginning.

“Sleep here only, Mas. Its alright. I don't mind. Lana still cries a lot and asks you.” Shanuella opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling of the room.

“You didn't sleep? Soon morning.” Bayu lay down his body on the other side of the bed. Sometimes the condolence came every time he felt the distance Shanuella had built. However, when venturing out and being presumptuous, the woman did not refuse even though she felt very objectionable in each movement.

“Kantukku went to hear Lana crying,” Shanuella replied honestly.

“What's better ... I take him to bed with me?” tawar Bayu's. The man who was lying down with both hands bent to refute his head turned to the side. He found the beautiful woman breathing tiredly over and over again. “How? So, you can rest comfortably,” bargain again.

“It's okay. Let Lana stay here.”

“Yakin? I don't care if he sleeps with me tonight. You can rest comfortably.”

Shanuella closed her eyes. “Can you and Lana go forever from my life? I'm sick. Every time I see you two, I think of him.” Words that make Bayu jerked. All this time the woman tried to be tough, but tonight everything looks different. There was fragility and despair in his wife's words.

“All men are the same. The only difference is apparently.”

“You're mad at me?” Bayu throws tanya.

“No.” Shanuella shook her head weakly.

“No, obviously you're mad at me. Because of my hug?”

Shanuella.

“Because of my kiss earlier?”

Shanuella did not answer.

“Because of my question earlier in the kitchen?” guess Bayu again.

Shanuella turned to the side. “I want to see Mom in the hospital. Haven't seen it in a long time.”

“Shan, you haven't answered my question. You mad at me?”

Shanuella's thin lips carved out a smile. “No. Don'worry. I'll just pretend for the rest of my life in the future. I'll pretend to smile, pretend to be tough like your words and Mbok Sari.”

“What's your problem? Justsaytheword. I'll try ...”

“I'm sick of my life. I'm sick of pretending again. I want to go back in time. I'm sick of everything. Why didn't God just take me away? So there's no need to meet you, with Lana, and with everyone. The life I live now is the life I hate the most. Forever have to lie.”

“Shan, why are you? This is not you.” Bayu. All this time, he had always seen a different Shanuella. Hard women, not many protests, always live the scenario of God sincerely. He did not expect that there was a coal inside that was ready to burn everything.

“Sleep. Loved you. Mbok Sari loves you, Lana too.” Bayu ignored Shanuella's hurtful words. “I know it's hard for you, but please reassure your heart. Me, Mbok Sari, and Lana are sincere in loving you. We're not Blade.”