My Secret Bodyguard's

Section 52 Sleeping Handsome The Prince

At the suggestion of Mr. RT, Andrea contacted his money in the village. Ms. Nisma sounded panicked across the phone, and promised to leave soon to meet Andrea.

“Thank you, Ua.” Andrea closed the phone.

“Ua I'll be here soon, Sir.” Andrea told RT.

Mr. RT looked relieved, he could not bear to see Andrea endure all this alone.

“Then, Fathers and Gentlemen all go home first, if there is anything do not hesitate to contact yes,” said Mr. RT, patting Andrea on the shoulder.

“Iya, thank you.”

“This who?” Mr. RT just realized, he did not recognize Bite, and has not been acquainted because of panic.

“I Gitara, Sir, friend Andrea.” Bite down on Mr. RT.

“Still want here?”

“Yes, sir, let me accompany Andrea first.”

“Ah, great. Thank you yes, Gitara.” Mr. RT patted Bite's arm too. He is a hobby of patting people.

"Andrea don't worry, your house will be under our control at all times. Later you will also have someone call ... Uh, who's that working at home?”

“Bi Chirp,” sahut Andrea.

“Yes, I'll have someone call Bi Cicih. Or do you have her contact number?”

Andrea shook her head. “It was on Mom's phone. Her phone is at home.”

“Ya already, nothing, later you try to find the address.”

Andrea nodded.

Mr. RT and his neighbors say goodbye.

Andrea was getting restless, she was doubtful whether she could go through this without them. He stared at Bite who was standing behind him, to take off Mr. RT.

“You should also go home, Git. It's late, your mother must be worried.” Andrea said softly.

Bite toward him. After the moment Andrea cried in her arms, she was more and more convinced, Andrea needed it.

“I accompany you here, until your brother comes.”

Andrea suddenly teeharu once. Didn't expect Bite would be that careful to him. She wiped away the tears with one hand. Bite helps wipe it, with hesitation.

Andrea blushed in embarrassment, only this time she was so noticed by a guy. It turned out to be very calming. The sorrow that was mountainous, was slightly decays by the warmth in his heart.

“I want to find musala, have not prayed isya.” Andrea withdrew from the warm aura of her feelings.

“Alright, let me take care of your mother here. We're alternating.”

“Thank you yes, Git.”

Andrea walked down the aisle of the hospital in shaky steps.

The coolness of the water wudu, flowing a new freshness to his body. He remembered his parents' teachings, about the miracle of prayer, and the serenity of the heart. Only by resting before Him will everything be light. As a man of faith, only by coming to the Creator with solemn prayers can the heart be at peace, which is what his grandfather often taught.

All this time he had never faced such a situation. The last sad cry was when his grandfather died, the sadness dragged on, because his grandfather was the one place he felt most secure.

He himself did not remember when his father came home, so his feelings of sadness were not as painful as when his grandfather left.

Even so, there used to be a mother who gave him strength.

Now, that sadness really did he swallow himself. His mother was lying helpless. He only had God as a hope, a place to rest, and to complain. Andrea is also happy, begging for the recovery of her mother, she is not ready if she has to lose her beloved parents again.

The hospital museum is not quiet, there are some people there who may have the same fate as him. They are doing do'a.

After finishing her prayers and prayers, she felt a little calm. The sadness may not have died, but it is not crying anymore.

Andrea went back to meet Bite.

“Already?” ask Bite.

Andrea nodded. They looked back at Yuli from the door. Medical equipment attached to his body made Andrea's heart more sliced, the pain in layers.

“Sick book, Git. She has a brain tumor.” Andrea said softly.

“I don't know, all this time he looks fine.”

“He hid it from you?”

Andrea nodded, then walked away from the door of the room, throwing her body in the waiting chair. Bite following.

“Or maybe I'm the one who's insensitive.” Andrea closed her face. “I'm an ungodly child, Git, I made Mom sad and thought a lot.”

“What did you do? Didn't you guys just look good?”

“I've accused him of lying.” Andrea leaned back. “You remember Aunt Dina who met us at the bookstore?”

Bite nodded. “Iya, I will get to know.”

“That time he said there was no duty for Mom to Bogor, but Mom three days stay in Bogor, she told me office duty.” Andrea took a breath.

“Sore earlier Mother said that tomorrow she has another office assignment, three days stay. I'm having a problem with that, because I want to know the real reason. Maybe because of that too, my mother thought a lot and fell unconscious.” Andrea lowered.

“Already, you don't blame yourself like that, Ndre. You don't know your mother is sick.”

“I don't know what you're often going out of town for. But lately he has been looking tired and pale. He also had a nosebleed yesterday, but said it was often like that from small.”

Andrea wiped her face with a tissue. They long silent.

Bite to see the watch in his hand. “I am now to the musala, you are okay alone?”

“Ngga, nothing,” sahut Andrea.

Bite off to find the musala. Andrea chided alone. Several times he saw his mother, then sat down again, not knowing what to do.

Bite came, in his hands were two bottles of mineral water. His face looks fresh.

“You want to drink?”

Andrea received the bottle from Bite, and drank. Freshly crisscrossed into his throat.

Bite open his jacket, then fold it, and keep it on his lap.

“You should sleep,” said Bite, patting his jacket, like telling a child to sleep.

Andrea shook her head, she couldn't possibly sleep on the lap of Bite just like that. She was afraid that if she went to sleep she was hugged, or kissed by a bite from khilaf.

Bite a smile, he stood up and kept the folds of his jacket on the chair.

“Ya already, there you go.”

“Ngga, Git. I want to take care of Mom.” Andrea moved, she peeked back at her mother from the door. She had not been allowed a nurse to accompany her mother inside.

Bite back to sit, he leaned his back and head against the back of the chair, then began to close his eyes. Letting his jacket fold just like that nearby.

Andrea was filled with Bite loyalty. “You're so good, anyway, Git,” murmured.

He looked around the quiet waiting room, only the sound of medical devices coming from his mother's room.

Slowly Andrea approached the man, watching his sleeping handsome face. The firmness of his face when sleeping, handsome that is almost perfect for the eyes of girls his age. His nose was sharp asia, his eyes were closed forming long strokes under his thick black eyebrows.

If he was afraid to imagine being hugged or kissed while sleeping, now he even wants to kiss the guy's forehead, as a sign of gratitude.

Unknowingly Andrea stuck out her hand, wanting to touch the hair on her forehead Bite.

The finger almost touched the hair Bite, when both eyes Bite open. Bite woke up, frowning because Andrea's fingers were very close to her face.

Andrea was surprised instead of clenching, she pulled her hand, then pretended to take the Bite jacket.

“This, you must be cold. Just put it on, Git! I can sleep sitting down,” he said, handing the jacket over to Bite.

Bite the still sleepy received it, then put it on and go back to sleep.

Andrea hurriedly sat down, folded her hands on her chest, followed the Bite style, and immediately closed her eyes.

What the hell, why would I even pet her? Stupid, how about getting caught? Andrea in my heart.

He tried to sleep, like a Bite that looked perfectly sound, but he could not sleep, because his heart was agitated, remembering his mother.

seriated