My Secret Bodyguard's

Part 14 My Jin Ganteng

Tintiiins!

The sound of the motor horn diverts Andrea from the spicy cakwe she is enjoying. Andrea gestured for her mother to wait a while.

“Go home yes. I picked up my mom.” Andrea patted Ren's shoulder.

Ren who was in line at the cobbler looked towards Yuli. Leave for a moment the crowd of cilok fans to greet his mother Andrea.

“Tante ...” Ren kissed Yuli's hand.

“Whose home, Ren?”

“Custom, ojek, Tan, this is order.” Ren brandished his gawai.

“Ooh, if so we first yes.”

“Iya, be careful, Tan, Ndre!”

Andrea and Yuli soon pass from the front, Ren. Ren looked at them with a sad look. He was sad not for them, but for himself.

He had complete parents, both still alive, but they were like none. Unlike Andrea, despite having a mother, but she still seems to have complete parents. Just happy.

“Mang, peek!” he called out, the crowd was gone. The spirit of serving.

Ren immediately approached and paid. Grain by grain cilok already chewed, online object ordered has not yet appeared. Ren checked his dress, it turned out the order was cancel.

Online orders sometimes do not guarantee to always move quickly as in the ad.

A village cat passed in front of him. Ren remembered the Zellina event tomorrow. He walks gontai. Occasionally see the device, the order has not been taken. His face was getting frowning, tangled, like dry laundry had not been ironed.

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“Dulale Dulale westin wergan wesma.” Andrea recorded the spell in her palm. Read it over and over until you memorize it. Since at school the spell has always been reversed said. If not werma first, wergannya who forgot the mention.

"Repot makes a spell, not a short one." Andrea cursed to herself.

He closed his eyes while cross-legged in his room. “Dulale Dulale westin wergan wew... Uh, wrong.” Andrea shuffled, opening the door. Bending their heads, afraid that someone would know the action.

After feeling safe he closed the door, locking it slowly.

“Dulale Dulale westin .. wergan ... wesma .. werma,” murmured while closing his eyes. Silence, no one came. The pedicab on the wall of his room was also silent.

“Oiya, lasik.” Andrea patted her own forehead. He forgot to keep his thumb on his nose.

He started again, closing his eyes this time with a thumb in his nose. “Dulale Dulale westin wergan wesma werma ..” Andrea flicked her thumb.

“Neng ..” Dale called.

Andrea opened her eyes, then inched back to the wall.

“Neng call me?”

“Eh, euhh .. I .. yes,” replied Andrea nervously. “Try the spell,” he continued.

Dale nodged.

“Ooh ..”.

“Ngga anything right?”

“Yes nothing, Neng. I'm even happy, meaning Neng already believes in me.”

“Son, I only believe in God, God."

“Oh, is that it?” Dale cengar-cengar. "That's good," he continued.

Andrea was starting to believe, she could accept the existence of Dale. He tried not to be afraid anymore.

Actually Dale Jin is fun, the person is plain and funny. In addition he is also unlike most of the genies that Andrea knows from the movies, coming smoky with a spooky face, half hair, items, fat, old, or midget. Very far.

Dale is handsome, grooming even old but neat. The black windings are clean, Dale also wears sandals that string up to the top of the ankle, like a swordsman's sandal. Her hair was straight neatly decorated with a cloth headband, like the iket belonged to her grandfather. The skin is mature.

The body is also slim, if not a genie figure maybe Andrea will also have a crush, because if you look at the face of Dale similar to his favorite artist, Fedilo Nurilo.

“Eh, story dong about you,” says Andrea. He stood up, then sat down in his study chair.

“What's the story, Neng?”

“Anything, your origins are.”

“Ooh, the length of the story is nothing, Neng?”

“What length?”

“Yaa, all my life.”

“Indeed how old are you?”

Dale counted with his fingers. “One thousand five hundred years, more or less ...”

“Busyet.” Andrea shut her mouth. “You met grandpa how old is it?”

“Limit it by fifty years, I met Juragan about fifty years ago, when Juragan was young.”

“Kok you seem young?”

“Indeed that age in my country is still young, Neng.”

Andrea knocks on her desk, looking at Dale, now she's sure, Dale can be a friend. The proof is that he is comfortable.

“You hungry? Oiya, what is your food? Frankincense?”

Dale laughs. “Neng mah likens me to jurig jarian. No, I eat fruits. Much in the forest, no need to cook, save BBM.”

Andrea nodded, deserving of Dale's bright face radiant without oil, a typical vegetarian face.

Uh, he's Jin what's wrong? Inner Andrea.

The smell of fried chicken is striking. Andrea was suddenly hungry. “I'm hungry, just ya. Don't go anywhere!”

“Siap, Neng.”

Andrea. His stomach was hungry, because it was time for dinner. He's out of the room, heading for the dining table.

“Tumben, not yet called already appeared,” ledek Yuli while saving fried chicken to the plate.

“Lapar.” Andrea immediately arranged the food on the plate. “I ate in the room yes, Bu.”

“Lhoo, Mom eats alone dong.”

“Sorry yes, I need privacy.” Andrea immediately entered the room, having previously taken a banana and an apple.

Yuli bobbing head. “Then, sleep also do not hitchhike anymore.” Yuli yells.

“Where to go,” exclaim Andrea from inside the room.

“Nih!”

“Waaah, thank you, Neng. Rarely do I eat this.” Dale who was still standing in his room looked cramped.

“What have you been eating all this time? Sit dong, you are not achy stand still?”

Dale sat on the carpet.

“Ngga nothing, Neng, I'm delicious this way.” Dale peels a banana with his legs bent next to him, next to another selonjor. “Frozen fruit found most mangosteen, sapodilla, salak, duku, kedondong, if you are lucky to eat durian.”

“Wuihhh, lest it is not in the forest, people's garden, hahaha ...” Andrea laughs.

“Ndre!” Yuli called.

Andrea held her mouth. He told Dale to hide. Dale said he went under, but then came out again.

“I won't look at anyone else, Neng," he whispered.

Andrea pensive. “Ooh,” whispers too. “What, Mom?” his yell.

Yuli opened the door, in her hand was a glass of drinking water. Andrea was engrossed in eating while glaring at the device among her school books.

“You laughed why?”

“Ooh, this.” Andrea pointed to a video from youtube.

“Mothers think alike who.” Yuli comes in, keeps drinking water for Andrea. “Tonight sleep here?”

“Iya.”

“Yakin?”

“Yakin, I'm happy right? Reciprocated his son for a few nights just can not.”

“Gerah, I can't sleep.” Yuli reasoned.

“Alah, sleep Mom until the windlass so, say can not sleep.”

Yuli ruffled Andrea's hair. “Finished eating, dish washing, tooth brushing, mommy wants to sleep. That banana peel throw in the trash! You keep fruit on the floor anyway, Ndre?” Yuli pointed at the banana and apple peels on the floor.

“Iya, forgot.”

“Don't sneak into Mom's room, Mom will lock.”

“Iiihh, Ibuu ..”.

Andrea could not continue whining because her mother had already walked out of the room.

At first glance glancing at her mother's back, her shoulders looked a little different, there was a tiredness there.

Dale who started biting the apple saw Yuli.

“Why, Neng?” he asked, when he saw Andrea pensive.

“Ngga. I feel sorry to see Mom. Alone working for this family.”

“Mother Neng is great atuh, Neng must follow her hard work. Neng should be a successful person more than mother.”

“Ah, I was lazy school, so do not have to continue college, right Mother so do not have to think about the cost.”

“Lhoo, precisely if Neng is not successful, what about the old age of Neng's mother later?”

Andrea looked at Dale, feeling that what the genie said was true as well.

All this time he likes to underestimate school, because he does not want high school. But he does not think about his future, his mother will also certainly get older and retire. He is responsible for his life.

“Yeahh, how else, I'm already lazy. Got classmates too slackers all. Follow the lesson perfunctory. I'm mediocre, Dal. Continuing will also only be a waste of money. Poor my mother."

“To learn, no word late, Neng. Trust Dale, Neng Andre want what kind of value?”

Andrea widened her eyes. “You can help me?”

Dale nodded.

“Aah, PR math that time was also wrong all.”

“I don't know which one to cheat.” Dale scratching.

“You nyontek?”

“Iya.”

“Duhh, it turns out the help is cheating.” Andrea is now scratching her head. “Eh, by the way you cheated from who was PR yesterday?”

“From Neng's friend who likes to bite pen.”

“Ooh, worth it, the Inzel.”

Remember Zellina Andrea patting her forehead. “I forgot tomorrow there's a birthday show," cried Andrea. He hurriedly searched for something in the drawer.

“Search what, Neng?”

“Kado, what about?”

“This time, Neng.” Dale held a pair of glass shoes.

Andrea was wide-eyed, a pair of Cinderella shoes looked sparkling. He picked it up and confronted it, then was stunned.

"The time of the glass shoes?"

“Ngga fits yes, Neng? Then this.” Dale thrusts a tiara, a triple crown.

Andrea retreated back and forth, like looking at the headdress of a queen.

Dale pulled out a Dutch none dress.

Andrea shook her head.

Then Dale thought to himself, his mouth soaked.

“Already, Dal. Don't try! The birthday is not a princess, but her cat,” Andrea said.

“Ooh,” says Dale.

Andrea looked at the antiques in her bed.

“Dal, can you bring those things again?” she asked slowly, afraid to offend Dale.

“Ready, Neng!” Dale removed his old things, then smiled at Andrea.

“Let me buy it tomorrow, at minimarket.” Andrea cengennesan's. “I'm sleepy, you better just go.”

“Siap, Neng.” Dale disappears from Andrea's presence.

“Huhh!” Andrea took a breath. “Such old fashioned stuff, don't-don't have a Queen ...." Andrea did not continue her murmur, she became a little goosebumps.

The clock on the wall pointed to the number nine, the house was deserted, his mother must have been asleep.

After washing the dishes and cleaning Andrea settles in front of her mother's room, pushing the door hendel. Locked.

“Haduuuhhh ...,” down, then return to his room, lying down and covered up to his head.

“Mothers are so happy,” murmured. Only a moment of sweat flooded his body. He opened the blanket, then looked at the ceiling of his room.

“Why afraid, he's a handsome.” Andrea smiled to herself. “Think I have a bodyguard. Secret bodyguard, secret bodyguard" he muttered again.

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