My Secret Bodyguard's

Part 96 A Spicy Morning

“I have to chase Bite.” Andrea ran outside the room. However, at the end of the stairs he saw Om Azi in front of Aunt Dina's room.

Andrea stops, making sure Om Azi doesn't see him first, if the language is more straightforward, hide.

“Why, Neng?” ask Dale.

“Sstt!” Andrea put her index finger on her lips.

“Why?” Dale whispered. Something very unfortunate to do, because Dale did not look, let alone heard.

Andrea pointed towards Om Azi, who looked hesitant to enter the room.

Andrea patiently waited for what happened next. Her master's soul came out, defeating the complex mothers.

What distinguishes, Andrea kepo elegantly, standing at the end of the stairs, not while choosing eggplant or kale in the vegetable maker like mother-mak.

Not long after, Aunt Dina who came out of the room, with a cold and puffy face.

Om Azi pulled his hand. “Din," he said.

“You better not have to go home again.” Aunt Dina spoke, without seeing Om Azi's face.

"Din, listen up!" Om Azi forced to pull Aunt Dina.

Andrea was like seeing a scene of a Korean drama that was tense in conflict. Forgetting his own problems.

"There's nothing more we need to talk about, Kang."

“Why? Are you my wife? We are married legally, recognized religion or country.”

“I don't marry a married man.” Aunty Dina was still in her position, looking away from Om Azi, despite letting her hand be held.

After a while, Om Azi took his hand off Aunt Dina. Clearly, his face was filled with guilt.

“I'm sorry.”

“Why are you hiding everything from me?”

“I don't want anyone to get hurt.”

“Good, and in fact you've all hurt. Me, your wife, and your son.”

“Din ...”

“I didn't expect, you're good at lying. For a year, Kang. We've been married for a year, and I'm so stupid." Auntie Dina sits on the couch. His hand holds his head.

“It turns out your son is more mature, although he could have judged me, but could have explained everything without emotion. And it makes me feel even more guilty. He's a friend of Andrea's. Good friend, Kang. You don't know?"

Om Azi. "I didn't know you knew each other."

"What would Andrea think of knowing all this." Aunt Dina rubbed her wet face.

Andrea so filled, pity to see the good Aunt Dina, must be fooled face angel Om Azi.

Auntie, I'm fine, just calm down. Andrea spoke inwardly. His eyes also expanded, along with the pain in the chest of Aunt Dina.

"You'd better go home, Kang.”

“The mother is still in Malaysia.”

“I know. You can go home to take care of your son, won't he come home?" Aunt Dina moved, she went into the room, closed the door, and locked it.

Only Om Azi stayed, then knocked again on his wife's room door.

Andrea swallows saliva. Bitter felt.

Must be the kid Aunt Dina meant to bite. It turned out that my heart had been right all along, not liking the middle-aged man at all. Not only because she had caught him with her mother, but because she had really hurt Aunt Dina and Bite.

It turned out, too, that the Bite family had been sounding warm, keeping the rot that had long been revealed.

Git, the stoic honey. Andrea shut her mouth, ashamed of her own heart.

“Please Bite, Neng,” said Dale, as if knowing the contents of his daydream.

“You can hear my inner voice?”

Dale shakes. “Ngga. What is Neng's heart talking about?”

“Kepo,” sahut Andrea.

He did not pass on his intention to go down, he returned to his room. After rethinking, he would catch up with Bite to where, isn't his phone inactive as well.

“Cause, yesterday he left not to say.” Andrea leaned against the window sill of the room. “Family Bite apparently is messed up.”

“Great yes, his father Bite.”

“Great what?”

“Can have two wives, I want to have a boyfriend just hard for mercy,” complained Dale.

“Great from where, if hurt.”

“Why? Interests?”

“Ngga, just want to know.”

“Ya already, if not interested, why should ask around.”

“Kok angry, Neng? Kan Neng does not want to be polygamous.”

“Dal, once again discuss that, I enter the padlock!” Andrea pulled out the key child on her neck.

Dale fell silent.

**

Early in the morning he saw Aunt Dina was tidy at the dining table. His office clothes wrapped around his tall body. She is very beautiful, even though she is no longer young. His face was glowing, and looked well groomed.

It's only right if Om Azi wants to have it forever. But don't want to lose the old one either.

I was curious about her mother Bite. Andrea sat up while walking slowly down the stairs.

“Hai, Ndre. How's your break?” Aunt Dina said hello.

Bad, I even slept in the morning. Thinking about your stepson's fate. Andrea misuh-misuh in the heart.

“Yuduk kok, Auntie”

Aunt Dina smiled, pulled a chair for her. “Let's have breakfast first. Today there's gonna be a Auntie friend coming here. Talk about your case.” Aunt Dina spoke as if nothing had happened last night. Though the rest of the damp in his eyes is still visible, even though it has been disguised with make-up.

Very clever to hide his feelings, exactly his mother. Ah, they were indeed born from the same womb, the orphanage.

Andrea sits. Stimulated in his heart wanted to treat the sadness of the good woman in front of him. “Tan,” says Andrea.

“Hmm ...” Aunty Dina is preoccupied with baking bread with chocolate jam.

“Sorry yes, I always troublesome.”

“You say that, Ndre?” Aunt Dina stopped polishing bread. He looked at Andrea. “You know who Aunt is. We've talked about this a lot."

“I ...”

“Lho, you didn't say Andrea was here, Din?” Om Azi came, his clothes were neat. But it seems like Aunt Dina let him dress himself, because the tie he wore did not match his shirt. It looks incompatible as usual. Slightly reduced the good looks of the tall man. Andrea also had no idea last night where Om Azi slept.

Ah, how Aunt Dina did not fall in love, the man was indeed handsome, similar to Bite. Andrea realized that. Om Azi also looks very fatherly.

Aunt Dina did not answer, she stood up, and poured the juice into her husband's glass. In any mood, serving the husband at the dinner table still does.

"Thank you, Din." Om Azi tried to smile. Aunt Dina sat back down.

The man in the angel's face smiled at Andrea. “Simply, this house feels a little warm. Many euy, this morning.”

Andrea replied with a faint smile.

My God, how can a bite be created from this lying man?

“I told you, want to guarantee Andrea.” Aunt Dina sat back down, picked up the dinner knife.

“But you didn't say tuh, Andrea lives here.” Om Azi smiled fondly to Aunt Dina. "If you say right, can be brought souvenirs from Malaysia."

Drama, you think I'm an innocent kind of kid, who you just picked up from the supermarket for losing his mother.

Then what did you guys talk about last night? A divided love? Or love in lie? Andrea again.

Aunty Dina was engrossed in slicing bread with her dinner knife. If noticed, he pressed the knife firmly, as if slicing Om Azi.

Andrea is confused to show how to face mimic, being between two people who are in trouble. Asking? Or just pretend to keep going until Dale turns human?

Finally he smeared the bread, took a jar of red jam that was between chocolate and peanut butter.

This must be strawberry jam, Bite favorite jam, he thought.

“Ndre, it's spicy,” said Om Azi, with wide eyes.

Too late, Andrea had put a lot of it on the bread. Like its longing that mounts to the Bite.

“It's okay, Om, I like spicy bread.” Andrea folded the bread, and bit her. Spicy crackles in his mouth, but he has to keep chewing on it, in order to dampen the strange look of Om Azi and Aunt Dina.

"Are you sure, Ndre?" taya Aunt Dina.

"Yes, Auntie, it's good to have sausages."

"Oh, is that it? Why don't you tell me you can be prepared with Auntie."

"No need, Tan, this is also delicious" said Andrea, her face began to turn red.

O Allah, may I bear this spicy morning, her heart.

Dale chuckled from the handle of the stairs, seeing Andrea spiciness.

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