My Secret Bodyguard's
Section 30 Preliminary Inquiry
Ren doesn't want to be ushered in until he enters the house. In front of the gate he told Andrea and Yadi to go straight back to school.
“Ren, you just fainted,” said Andrea. He held onto Ren's shoulder which still looked weak.
“Nothing, Ndre, I can do it myself. At home there's my mother.” Ren looked at his house that looked lonely.
He looked at Yadi. “Thank you, Brother, already bother dropping off,” he continued.
Slowly, Ren opened the gate. He did not look again until he was swallowed by the door of his house.
Andrea and Yadi get into the car to return to school, after making sure Ren enters her home.
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The match was almost over when they came, but could still see the action of Zellina and the team being so-so. The screams are not spoiled.
Yadi did not also stay away, just continued to docked to Andrea, making uncomfortable who was pressed. Some of the girls started whispering gossip, not the least of which was showing an unhappy face, seeing Andrea.
The match was won by the senior team. Andrea and Yadi approached Zellina who was wiping off sweat.
“New start, don't get discouraged!” Andrea poked Zellina's shoulder.
“Your game is quite a lot of progress,” said Yadi.
“That bill,” says Andrea. “Living in teasers yes, Kak, kayak gobok,” seloroh Andrea.
Zellina smiled wryly. “Know progress from where, you guys just watch, no.”
“We watch it, Zel. Although not long.” Yadi smiled at Zellina.
“Masa?” Zellina smiled back. “In that case, treat me to drink, Sister,” whine Zellina, her hands are swaying at Yadi.
“Bby! Ndre, yuk!” bring Yadi.
“You guys, I'm going to class, Kak.” Andrea understood, Zellina wanted to be alone. His eyes were different than usual. He even forgot to Ren, not asking her how she was, but she was the most worried girl.
Yadi looks disappointed at Andrea's rejection, but can't do anything about it, as Zellina has already pulled him to the road.
Like taking off a load, Andrea let out a breath at once while staring at the backs of the two.
In his heart was a fear. He is afraid that Yadi will take heart in him, but Zellina and Ren are very hopeful.
She also fears Yadi choosing one of her two best friends, as it will create the grief of one of them.
He was also afraid this afternoon would find out something about his mother.
Yes, Andrea is terrified.
Did I bring Ren closer with a bite? Let them not fight over this feeling. His heart still spoke as he walked through the deserted school hallway, he stepped towards his class. Take the bag and go straight home.
Andrea stroked the sidewalk alone. Deliberately walking away from the school in order to be able to call Dale freely.
Today he had to know what his mother was really doing. Dale needed to accompany her alone, so that she felt safe and not alone.
In a fairly quiet place he was reciting a spell.
“Dulale Dulale westin wergan wesma!” His thumb was flicking his nose.
“For a long time, Neng?” Dale was leaning on an electric pole with some banana seeds.
“Got patient anyway,” says Andrea. He's sitting on the fence wall. "The banana boy?"
Dale shakes. "No, these bananas are good to boil or fry." Dale flipped a banana.
"Oh that? Why are you eating?"
“Inseng doang. Where are we going, Neng?” Dale was impatient.
Andrea took a deep breath. “I'm also confused, where to start. Ren wanted me to take a ride and get sick.”
“What pain?”
“So he had an accident. His head hit a basketball.”
“Why Neng, don't call me?”
“Iya, I also regretted banning you from coming. If only you were, Ren would be safe."
“Not necessarily, Neng.”
“Why?”
“Kan I mah work according to command, if Neng does not tell, I will not do anything, except Neng himself who is in danger, I automatically work.”
Andrea lowered her head, her hands playing the bag strap on her waist. “Yes too anyway. Can't change the protocol to automatically help anyone?"
Dale shakes. "No, Neng."
Andrea lowered her head, back against the sidewalk wall.
“Already, Neng don't be sad, Ren wretched not wrong Neng.”
“I'm not sad. Something got me thinking.”
“What, Neng?”
“Euuhh, this is about ...”
Titidd!!
The sound of the car horn shocked Andrea.
“Ndre, why here, can't angkot yet?” ask Yadi. Turns out the guy can't see Andrea, straight away
“Euuhh, wait a friend, Kak.”
“You together?”
“No, Brother, thank you.”
What else would people try? inner Andrea. He glanced at Dale who was biting into a banana peel while watching Yadi, wanting to know his reaction when a guy approached him.
It turns out Dale was ordinary.
“It's late afternoon, I'll take you.” Yadi approaching.
Andrea clumsily was given such attention by Yadi. The afternoon sunlight behind him refracted, making Yadi stand up as if a young master who wanted to force a commoner girl to fulfill his wish.
The motor stopped. Andrea knows the bike.
“Hai, Git!” Andrea waves. He was like being sent by a riding prince to save him.
He also accidentally sees Zellina's car coming out the gate. Andrea doesn't want Zellina getting any worse.
“I've been picked up, Brother, sorry yes, first,” said Andrea. He got up from his seat, approached the helmeted prince.
Yadi looked at Andrea who hurriedly got on the bike.
“Ndre, you?” ask Bite.
“Already, go!” whispered Andrea, while poking Bite's waist.
“This is the helmet!” Bite thrusting the helmet, after a shock of foresight.
“Oh, yes, sorry.“ Andrea waved to Dale to follow him. Yadi nodded, returning Andrea's hand.
Dale smiled amusedly as he passed by Yadi. A little nosy, he blew Yadi's ears. “Not drug same you, gere, uh ... ge er!” ledek.
Yadi was surprised, he rubbed his ears which were suddenly cold.
On the bike Andrea was silent, he was thinking about something.
“Go home, Ndre?” ask Bite.
“No, I have business first.”
“Tadi who?”
“Kakak class.”
“Oh, why avoid?”
“No, I'm in a hurry. I'm down here, Git.” Andrea patted Bite's shoulder.
“Here?” Bite slows down the motor. Andrea got off the bike, and handed over her helmet.
“Thank you, yes.”
“Actually where are you going? Let me drop!”
Andrea takes care of her hair. “There is a need, again thank you.” He hurriedly crossed the street, followed by Dale.
Bite staring. Andrea walked without looking left right as if the road was empty, but the vehicle he was about to pass suddenly stopped.
If only Bite had known, at that time Andrea was walking with his bodyguard. He raises his hand at each approaching vehicle, using his power to press the brakes on each steering wheel.
Andrea crossed over to stop the angkot, heading in another direction. Bite sure, Andrea just avoided her upperclassman.
“Where are we going, Neng?” Dale sat in front near the driver, but the empty angkot jumped.
“Bawel,” replied Andrea.
The angkot driver saw it from the front rearview mirror. Make sure Andrea talks to whom.
“Ya. Delicious also yes car ride.” Dale shook his body. He started to hold everything there.
Andrea frowned, as Dale held the steering wheel the driver was holding.
“Sstt!” Andrea hissing.
Dale looked.
Andrea shook her head.
Dale cengar-cengar.
The angkot driver grew increasingly suspicious of Andrea's mental health.
“Down where, Neng?” ask the driver.
“In front, Mang. Real estate marketing office."
Angkot stops at an elite residential marketing office. Andrea got off, paid the angkot for two people.
“Returned, Neng!” shouted the angkot driver. Andrea who hurriedly walked over did not hear it. “Truely daydreaming of the Neng,” he said again.
Andrea sat on a small stall bench across from her mother's office. He picked up a can of cold drink from the ice box.
“How much, Mang?” ask the owner of the stall who was pounding the ice with all his strength.
“Seven ...” Brak!! Ice budging. “Thousand ..” Brakk!! The next blow the ice cracked slightly.
Andrea grimaced, seeing the stall owner growling with his ice block.
Dale crouched down, watching the steaming ice.
“Cheap yes, Neng. His hands are not hot,” amazed.
Andrea was willing to answer, but she remembered Dale was invisible.
He was about to look for money in his pocket when his eyes saw his mother come out of his office. With a middle-aged man. They got into a parked car not far from the office door.
happy reading ...
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