My Secret Bodyguard's
Part 32 Fear of Falling in Love
Andrea gasped in shock at Ren's words about her mother. He looked around the toilet.
Fortunately it was quiet, so no one heard their conversation.
“You better come with me!” take Andrea. He takes Ren to the back of the school where he used to chat with Dale.
They sat on a boulder, facing the newly planted rice field of Pak Iwan. His chest was still short, neatly lined up to the end of his eyes.
Ren stared blankly, then spoke, “since my brother died, my mother has changed. He often confines himself and depends on sedatives. I don't consider him, but I'm also his son." Spotlight Ren's eyes winking.
"Imagine, these two years I was considered non-existent. Though I am his son, not stepson.” Ren wiped away the tears with his sleeve.
“I cook myself, wash myself, iron my own clothes, get up on my own. My mom doesn't care.”
“Your father?”
“My dad?"
"Yes, your father."
"She was disappointed with Mama who didn't want to forget my sister, more often outside than at home. Mama is getting stressed, if you know Papa is not at home.”
Andrea rubbed Ren's shoulders, not expecting her best friend to have such a big problem, and endured it alone.
All this time he looked tough, but it turned out that he was not that strong. As loud as the coral, will be smoothed too if every day the waves are not stopping.
Ren is just a young girl like her, her ideals are still fickle. If you are not ashamed, eat also still want to be bribed.
“Sorry, Ren. Your mom wasn't treated?”
“My doctor's advice was treated there, but I don't agree. I don't want to be away from him.” Ren took a deep breath.
"Patience, Ren."
"It's been a few days that my mother won't sleep, me and Papa took turns to look after her. If no one's guarding him, he's gonna flutter."
“Ooh, so that's why you slept so well yesterday.”
“Iya, Ndre, sori yesterday you were left to sleep. When I woke up, my mom was raging, from afternoon until night. I can't control it, the things in the house are all destroyed. My neighbor contacted Papa, but Papa instead sent a mental hospital attendant to pick up Mama.” Ren covered his face with his veil.
Andrea swallows saliva. “I yesterday heard your mama calling, Ren.”
Ren scrunched his forehead. “When?”
“I'm still there, you sleep on the couch, so happy.”
Ren thought. “So yesterday you heard my mama scream? Why don't you wake me up, Ndre? Ye know? My mama will go berserk if not immediately pacified.”
“You're asleep, Ren, and I don't know what to do. Kirain your mama's just angry." Andrea defended herself.
“Aaahh ..” Ren looked at Andrea. “My name is anfal, Ndre.” Ren's voice rose, Andrea was surprised, and distanced her body. "I tried to keep him day and night so that he wouldn't fall out. My mom has to take medicine, Ndre, if it's late, she ...” Ren stood up, his eyes staring intently at Andrea.
“I don't know, Ren.”
"You should wake me up!" Ren turned around, he walked away from Andrea.
“Ren! Ren! Aaaarrgghh ..” Andrea squeezed his head.
He ran after Ren. The sound of the bell coming in rang, accompanying their wide steps in the classroom corridor.
In class, a new math teacher was standing. A young, soft-faced teacher wrapped in a simple headscarf.
His appearance is much different from the charismatic Bu Anis. He could not hide the look on his face that was surprised to see the behavior of the children in the class.
Andrea and Ren entered.
His classmates were in a noisy fuss.
“That's KM, Bu.” Zainal pointed towards Ren.
The new teacher looked towards Ren, as if holding his friends accountable.
“And that one bodyguard, Ma'am,” chirped Akri.
His friends laughed loudly.
The new teacher looked towards Andrea.
“Girls but half boys,” Akri continued. His friends are getting more boisterous.
Andrea and Ren kissed the new teacher's hand, then sat down.
“That secretary, Ma'am, Princes KW one.” Joni looked towards Zellina who was listening to music from the headset in her ear.
“If we, duo tuk tak, Mom ..” Dewi embraces Rani's shoulder, then drugs to the screen of the device.
“Huuuuuu ..” As usual they were showered with the pen cap throw, by the one holding the pen.
“If I ...” Zainal.
“Child snails,” cut Akri.
Zainal scowled, he sat back down with a mouthful. Classes are getting boisterous.
“If this beautiful Mother who?” Salsa eased the boisterous atmosphere her friends created. Classes seclude.
“Oh, euhh, well, introduce, I am Bu Raisa, your new math teacher.”
“Woww, My Menangiiiiss .... ” Akri sings mimicking a song that once went viral.
“That's mah Rosa, Bos.” Joni pokes Akri's shoulder.
His friends laughed, some even fell out, and continued the song Akri sang.
“Lu watch that too, Kri? like my mom.” Goddesses mellowing.
Miss Raisa's shaking her head, she's getting sultry there. Her face was fickle, sometimes upset, sometimes embarrassed, and then seemed to cry.
“Continue, Raisa sing what?” ask Akri. Joni thinks.
“LDR.”
“Lama and miss, eaaakk ...” Akri kicked the table laughing happily. Joni shakes his shoulders, too glad Akri can also fight.
Ms. Raisa was sitting in her chair, with a fierce heart, waiting for her students to stop joking. But in vain, given the chance they were increasingly ignorant of themselves, joking at will.
He gave up, took his book and said goodbye. “Maybe today we can not start the lesson, you guys just keep joking.” Miss Raisa's out.
“It turns out he is a Baperan,” says Akri.
“Lu sih ..”
“Lu, tuh ...”
“Lu also ..”
"Well, I was sleeping ...."
They blamed each other, so the commotion could not be controlled.
Andrea who was in turmoil came out, Ren looked at his back in annoyance, Zellina does not care about the two. Their friendship is heating up.
Fany again showed a smile of sarcasm behind her Japanese comics.
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“Dulale ... Dulale ... westin wergan .. wesma werma ...” Andrea cast a spell with a weakly choked voice. He had been in the hall for a long time, crouching alone, enjoying the turmoil of his heart.
Dale came, leaning against the wall with his legs raised next door. His hands played a golden-coloured paper bird.
“So I can come here again?" ask Dale.
Andrea couldn't help but cry, she was as unwilling as in front of Dale.
"Euleuh-euleuh, why, Neng?"
“I'm sad, why my best friend hates me, when right now I need them ...” Her tears could not be held back, rubbing against her many times with her hands.
Dale gave her a handkerchief, embroidered with flowers with golden threads. Andrea accepted it, for a snot lap. Dale grimaced, the handkerchief was freshly washed in the mountain top spring of Salak.
"They're evil alike, Neng? Why aren't there any danger signals to me?"
"Your signal's not 4G yet!" Andrea's upset.
"Porji naon tea?"
"Huhuhuuu .. You're joking, I'm a bete, I have no friends, they're evil, I'm evil too!"
“Sstt! Neng wasn't afraid that anyone would find out that Neng was talking alone again?" Dale looked around.
Andrea stood up, she also looked at the situation. "I have to how?"
"Neng is me" replied Dale.
“I can't, you and I are different. I'm afraid of polytheists,” says Andrea.
“I'll just help, Neng don't have to believe me. Think of me as a human being, which Neng said, bo .. boniiii ...”
“Bodyguard.”
“Nahh, yes it is, bodigad.”
Andrea was speechless, she was still wiping her snot. “I ...”
“Horry the hell Neng doubt, I'm mah what atuh, just sparks of fireworks ...” Dale low.
“I ... need you, but I'm afraid"
"Neng is still afraid of me? Time?"
"Fear .. fear, fall in love with you.” Andrea said softly.
Dale laughed curled up, his jaw wide open.
Andrea pretended to be pouting, but embarrassed to death.
“Neng, look at you!” Dale turned Andrea's body. “You are beautiful, young, and human. Time to fall in love with me? The blue one, rarely bathing, has an indistinct appearance, and is not human."
“You rarely shower?”
“My bath place is far away, mountain top, males."
Andrea grimaced, while covering her nose.
Dale kissed his ketek. “Yes not, Neng. No smell,” he said. “I don't sweat.”
“Ooh, pantesan.”
Dale held onto Andrea's shoulder. “See me, Neng!” Andrea looked at Dale.
Whuss!!
One blow Dale had changed, so the Belang.
Andrea retreated, despite having met, still she trembled, but this time it was not to bedwetting.
Whuss!!
He turned again into a hunchback grandfather in a swordsman's shirt, so bent his face until covered by his head.
Andrea is retreating. “Stop! Uda, Dal!”
Whuss!!
Dale changed again as natural, so Oppa Korea.
“That's me, Neng. Originally so, as long as Neng knew. Still afraid of falling in love with me?”
Andrea shook her head quickly, with a pale face.
Dale chuckles. “I purposely intangible another, for Neng to remember, I ugly.”
“Yes, you're ugly," said Andrea. Laugh, laugh at himself.
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