My Lovely Bodyguard's

Episode 8

..."Stop thinking about the feelings of people who never even thought about your feelings. Because God created the brain not only to make you think about someone's feelings, but to make you think about your own feelings first."...

...By: Rosemary...

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Brooom...

Marisa also turned to the direction of the motorbike's voice just now, and she waved her hand at the man who was still hanging over her mogenya.

"Hi Vin, I don't think you're picking me up!" Marisa also receives the helmet that Kevin thrust on her.

"So dong! This is actually Marisa the Yellow Duck right? Why now so—" Kevin was twirling Marisa's body watching him from the front and back.

"Well, this is me, how is it okay? Miss univers, right?" marisa asked while raising her eyebrows.

"Perfecto!" kevin said with the OK symbol he pointed at Marisa, "Yes yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk, ntar lo so late again!"

Marisa also immediately went up on Kevin's big bike, and Kevin began to advance his bike at moderate speed.

Along the way, they chatted casually while occasionally joking and laughing. Marisa also shows the way to where she is at, when they have to turn Marisa will tell Kevin to turn.

"Stop in front!" Kevin stopped the bike.

Then Marisa also got off Kevin's motorbike which had stopped by the roadside, pointing to an office building towering in front of them.

Marisa pointed to a skyscraper building, "Gue is applying for work there."

"Huh?! You're applying for a job there, you sure?" asked Kevin who looked shocked as he looked in which direction Marisa was pointing.

"Yes, why?"

"Blogging in what part?" instead of answering Marisa's question, Kevin actually asked the question again.

"Bodyguard CEO." Marisa answered lightly.

"What!!" Kevin also gawked when he heard in what section Marisa applied for a job.

Marisa also scowled at Kevin's surprise, "Why? Do you want to get me? Because I'm a girl, so you think I can't be that bodyguard? Just so you know yes, I have a certificate as a professional bodyguard!"

"It's not what I mean, just ya—" Kevin deliberately did not continue his words.

"Why only? Why do you think you're so surprised, is there anything strange?" marisa asked in surprise.

"Ehm.no kok ntar also you will know. Yes, come in, good luck My Queen!" Kevin waved his hand at Marisa and reappeared the bike.

Marisa has also started to step her feet towards the tall building.

A security man who saw Marisa without an employee card stopped her, and asked her what her goal was, "Sorry miss, what's the need?"

"I have a job interview sir" Marisa answered with a friendly smile.

The security looked at Marisa from top to bottom, "Interview? With a suit like this? Applying in what part is he?" inner si Scurity.

"Ehm... I applied as the CEO bodyguard sir." Marisa who seemed to understand what Scurity was thinking at this moment also immediately explained it.

"Oh, it's appropriate that the lady dress like this, unlike the other female workers who wear sponge skirts." The security chuckled too.

"Yes sir, can I come in now?" ask Marisa.

"Please miss."

Marisa walked into the building, and asked the information section where the interview room was located.

"Can I help you?"

"Sorry ma'am, which interview room is it?" ask Marisa.

"Good thanks anyway." Marisa took her foot up the elevator to the 2nd floor.

After he saw the interview room, he sat in the waiting chair provided in front of the room.

15 Minutes later, applicants who entered before he was finished undergoing an interview. But from the look of his face can be sure that he did not pass.

A moment later her name was called, and Marisa entered the room confidently and without any nervousness at all.

"Miss Marisa Agatha William?" ask the interviewer to Marisa.

"I." Marisa also sat on the chair that was provided.

"Miss Marisa has a bodyguard training certificate, where did you work before?"

"I used to work with a top artist overseas, but I was forced to quit because I had to return to this city after the death of my parents" Marisa replied.

"How long have you been working there?"

"About 5 years sir." Marisa answered with confidence.

"Can you show me a little of your ability? We have someone who will be your partner here." The interviewer pointed at a muscular man standing next to him.

"It is with pleasure, sir." Marisa stood up and prepared to show her martial skills.

Bugh!

Bagh's!

Bugh!

"Aarrgghh!"

With just three moves, Marisa had already crippled the burly man. The man seemed to be grimacing in pain, as his hand was locked behind his back by Marisa.

"Quite Miss Marisa, your skills are indeed outstanding. You're the last and only applicant to qualify for this job, so tomorrow you can start work." The interviewer held out his hand to greet Marisa.

"Thank you sir."

"Together, ladies, tomorrow you can start working."

"Good sir."

Marisa was immediately accepted, because she was indeed the last and only applicant who fit the criteria in search.

Marisa jumped up in joy, when she was alone in the room at this time. "Yes! I finally got a job too!"

Marisa walked out of the company with a happy heart, because she got a new job after a long time unemployed.

At Marisa's house, at the same time...

"Marjan!!" Maria shouted loudly, like a boarding mother who was charging a monthly fee

The sound of 100 octaves was as if it was able to make a rooster owned by his neighbors lay eggs at that time.

Maria was sitting on the floor so upset, "Basar Marjan, damn it! Why is my closet so messy again like a broken ship gini?!"

He stared at the closet he had just finished yesterday, as a result of the mess Marisa made while searching for her sacred cell phone.

But look! Now that everything was falling apart like this again, his clothes were already scattered here and there.

It feels like Maria's tubers are starting to smoke at this time, just like a volcano that is preparing to blow its hot larvae out.

"Wait for Marjan! I'll chop it up later if you go home!" Mary picked up one by one her clothes scattered about, and arranged them back into the closet.

"Aww!"