My Lovely Bodyguard's

Episode 102's

The three men were on the plane for the return journey.

The long journey, which is quite long and tiring, makes them choose through it by venturing into each other's dreamland.

Until finally, when the morning greeted, the plane they were boarding had landed safely. And now they're in the car, with Tejo's pack picking them up.

"Arka, you just order a cab. Marisa and I have business" said Kenzo.

"What!? You dumped me, after getting the pretty one?! You're really mean! You are unfaithful, my friend!" as if Arka didn't give a shit about Kenzo.

"No need to hire a taxi, soon your special invitation will come" said Marisa, winking at Arka.

"Dead me! My hunch says there will be bad things, soon lag—"

"Hi, Arka!" she said with a smile on her pretty face.

"The nightmare is coming" Arka murmured.

"Arka. If you scuff it a little, you'll come face to face with me!" canda Marisa, supported by a nod from Kenzo.

"Marisa she...! I'm you!" exclaim Gea while giving kiss bye to Marisa.

"Come, I'll take you home" Gea said with a sweet smile.

But Arka remained unmoved, and did not move from its place.

"Why?" ask Gea.

"Where's your car?" asked Arka confusedly.

"Didn't you see that? We're going up on that!" point Gea at a Doraemon motor matic.

"What?! We're going up... is that?" arka's eyes fiddled for a moment. Not because it is a motor, but the image of Doraemon is what makes it ilfill with the motor.

"Well, if you don't want to, I'll call Marisa!"

"Eits. Let's go home," prevent Arka who immediately walked to the motor matic. Fortunately, he had put the suitcase in Kenzo's car, so he did not bother to carry the suitcase with the cute motorcycle.

"Can you drive?" ask Gea.

Arka just shook her head. He can drive, but only for cars. The motor? He can't.

"Then I will," Gea immediately got on his bike after wearing his Doraemon helmet, "This is your helmet," Gea handed over the helmet he had prepared for Arka to wear.

"You're telling me to wear this thing?! It's for girls, Gea..."

"No need to speed, I'm traumatized by the name speeding!" he cried, but Gea had already advanced his motorbike to divide the highway crowd.

But after a while the motorbike drove, Arka felt the motor was traveling slowly.

"Don't you just say, you want to speed?" arka asked Gea.

"It's speeding, you know...!" reply Gea sewot.

"What?! Really a very different definition of speeding with Marisa. Is this called speeding? Look that! Even a cyclist can overtake you...!" said Arka who was upset, but at the same time wanted to laugh.

Gea's silly and innocent behavior is very rare, can be found from women. Usually women will try as much as they can to look perfect. Although it must be by pretending to be gentle, feminine, and so forth.

But Marisa and Gea are two human sexes, who are very different from what she thought about women all along.

"Where are the cyclists overtaking me?!" elak Gea's.

"Look at the cyclist's track. They're even pedaling their bikes, faster than you on a motorcycle!" arka shouted while holding back her laughter.

"Leave it, slowly will also get to the destination. Why is it in such a hurry?!" gea said with her lips.

"Basic boy...!" anxious Arka while shaking her head, "It turns out riding the bike is not bad either. Especially with this leak, it turns out it feels exciting too," Inner Ark.

The journey also feels slow, because Gea is only brave to advance the bike at moderate speed or tend to be slow.

But they can enjoy their journey. Arka no longer cared about the gazes of the other road users, who stared strangely at her.

How not? He was a man, but it was Gea who was a girl who drove the bike. In addition to the cute helmet he wears, really shakes the stomach of other road users.

After a few minutes of travel, the Gea motorbike entered a residential complex.

"Eh? Arka's Mas?" greeting the complex's security, when seeing Arka in the bonceng with a motor by Gea.

"Yes sir."

"Tumben riding the motor, mas. Usually a car."

"Once in a while sir, try rasain on the bike," said Arka, "Come, sir,"

The security nodded as well.

Until finally the motor matic was stopped, in front of one of the houses with a beautiful garden decorated with various flowers, in the front yard of his house.

"Who? The arka?" greet a woman, when she saw Arka coming down from the Gea motorbike.