My Sexy Bodyguard's

FIGHTS OF GIRLS

Tiffani was unable to sleep, but had been sitting like a statue in the middle of her bed staring out the window she had left wide open. He began to wonder, would Rama really resign as a bodyguard to guard him, and had Rama already said the intention of resigning to his father? if it had been, it would have meant that from tomorrow he would not have spent time with Rama again.

The questions kept popping up inside Tiffani's head, leaving Tiffani curious and ultimately unable to sleep.

"Ah, stupid me! Stupid me!" Tiffani hit her head repeatedly with anxiety, then then scrambled her long hull into a mess. "Should I ask Rama to make up? Yeah, we can make up if I want to." Tiffani muttered alone while massaging her temple.

After being satisfied to think about what actions he had to take so that Rama could return to him, Tiffani decided to get up. He slowly got down from the bed and stepped towards the window directly facing the front yard. From the large window in his room, he could directly stare into the front yard, where he usually noticed Rama downstream to the headquarters of the bodyguards in the front yard. He now hopes to see Rama.

"Ah, what am I doing. Where maybe Rama is still pacing in the courtyard at this hour," muttered Tiffani, then glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. "It's eleven o'clock. He's on a night picket or not, huh?" Tiffani muttered to herself again, guessing where Rama was and what he was doing.

As his mind was wandering around thinking of Rama, a sedan car that had just entered the front yard caught the attention of Tiffani.

"Who's coming at this hour?" muttered Tiffani again.

The curious Tiffani immediately picked up the binoculars on the bookshelf, then immediately stuck the binoculars in her eyes and pointed them to the front page, right where the sedan car had just stopped.

Tiffani waited until the front door of the car opened, and the driver got out of the car.

"Rama! Where's she from." Tiffani muttered, then returned to focus looking at the courtyard.

Soon the car door opened again, and a woman was seen coming out of the car.

Tiffani's hands trembled as soon as she saw who the woman was. Without thinking for a long time he immediately lowered his binoculars and closed the window loudly to make a noise so noisy, Tiffani sure, Rama must have heard the sound of the window that Tiffani just slammed hard to close.

"What the fuck is he! Why is he out with Gracella!" exclaims Tiffani, who immediately lay on the bed and covered her face with a blanket, because if not so she will definitely approach Gracella now, then she will plunge Gracella's long hair until Gracella becomes bald.

***

The next day, very early in the morning Tiffani had dressed up very pretty. He even sprayed a lot of perfume on his clothes, neck, and wrists, until Tiffani's room was so fragrant now.

Mona who had just entered Tiffani's room coughed. He closed his nose with his hands because he could not stand the smell of fragrances that were so stinging.

"Are you planning to open a perfume shop, huh?" mona asked, as she had arrived before Tiffani who was still busy in front of the dressing table.

Tiffani ignored Mona's question. "Am I beautiful?" tiffani asked Mona.

Mona nodded. "Beautiful, but haven't I told you many times that your face doesn't match when it's made too blushing. Remove your blush and lipstick too. Since when do you wear lipstick with such a striking color, Tiffani."

"Why really? I think it's good, really. From now on I'll use red lipstick, and I won't wipe my face either. I have to look mature, because I have a big rival now" Tiffani said firmly.

"Competitor. Who do you mean?" asked Mona, who looked confused.

Tiffani got up and tidied up the cardigan she was wearing, then she said, "Gracella. I saw him last night, and who are you with?" Tiffani asked Mona while glaring at her eyes as if everything that happened was Mona's fault. That certainly made Mona frightened.

"Who are you with?" mona asked, taking a step back, as Tiffani continued to advance towards her.

The mood was then quiet. Tiffani just took a breath, then exhaled it hard. So dramatic.

After a moment of silence and exhaling, Tiffani finally cried out before Mona,

"Rama! I saw Gracella and Rama get out of the car together last night, but they were still alone. I don't know where they're from and what they've done at that hour. I'll tell dad to scold them both! How outrageous of them!"

Mona retreats away from Tiffani, as Tiffani's saliva gushes from inside her mouth as Tiffani speaks.

"God. He's really possessed!" Mona shudders, and immediately exiting from inside Tiffani's room first, she doesn't want to be the target of Tiffani's dangerous fury.

As soon as she managed to get out of Tiffani's room, Mona accidentally hit someone who was in front of the room door. That person is Sela.

"Ah, Mona, did you deliberately keep bumping into me like this." Sela whimpered in pain. He rubbed his buttocks that were quite painful due to a fall and hit the marble floor hard.

Mona herself did not have time to complain, she who also fell immediately rose to her feet while holding Sela's arm, so that Sela stood too.

"I'm sorry. I'm hustling. Tiffani is possessed inside. He went on a rampage, and if we don't get out of front of him immediately, we could be the ones targeted. Come on!" Mona pulls Sela's arm, so that Sela goes with her, but Sela refuses to move on from there before confirming how Tiffani is doing.

"We can't just leave. We must continue to accompany Tiffani. He must be hit once now," said Sela.

Mona clucking. "Don't be a smart ass, you don't know what's going on, Cell."

"I knew. I knew what was going on, what happened this time was indeed very severe, and could provoke the anger of Tiffani to a very dangerous level. Last night I overheard a conversation between Adam and some bodyguards standing guard at Om Richard's door. I heard that Rama is now assigned to look after Gracella, not Tiffani. And from what I've heard, this Gracella is very beautiful, a violinist, feminine, and a ballet dancer. So, I know for a fact that Tiffani is jealous right now."

Mona's mouth opened wide as Sela finished explaining. "So, Rama is now Grace's bodyguard? I just heard it from you. What did Richard think. How could all this happen. It's only right if Tiffani goes berserk. It's not just about jealousy, but also about old grudges springing back!" exclaim Mona.

"Rudge! Revenge ap .. aaah!" Sela whimpered, as Mona suddenly kicked her shins hard. Sela was about to nag Mona who dared to kick her, but it didn't, because Tiffani was now stepping towards her and Mona.

Mona and Sela fell silent. The two no longer speak. Both Mona and Sela just stared at Tiffani uneasily.

"Come, we have to go down for breakfast" said Tiffani, as soon as she arrived in front of Sela and Mona. Tiffani said calmly, but a few minutes ago she was screaming like crazy.

Sela and Mona nodded, then followed Tiffani's steps towards the dining room

***

Gracella supported her face with both hands. He's sitting at the dining table right now. A variety of breakfast menus were presented in front of him, but none of them were touched by him.

It was not that he was not hungry, it was just that he did not want to eat alone while Rama just stood watching.

"Sit down and eat with me" said Gracella, patting the empty chair next to her. He wished that Rama would sit in that chair and accompany him to eat. It would be more fun if he ate together with Rama.

"I want us to have breakfast together. Where can I eat while you stand there and-"

Buk up!

Gracella was surprised when Tiffani suddenly appeared and kicked the chair that was right next to Gracella.

"Who said you'd eat alone. Did you forget that there was me and Mona in this house. Oh, yeah, now there's Selajuga. He's one of my friends. My loyal friend!" Tiffani pressed the last sentence she said.

Gracella's soft face, instantly changed as Tiffani appeared and snapped at her.

"Hi, Fan, hi, Mon, long time no see." Gracella greeted Tiffani and Mona, her voice sounding casual and sincere, but there was no smile on Gracella's face.

"It would have been better if it had been much longer" said Tiffani, then immediately sat down next to Gracella. "I didn't think we'd see each other again."

Gracella turned to Tiffani, then she said, "I'd be happier if you kept your distance from me, Fan."

"And I'd be happier if you didn't come to my house, Grace!" Tiffani said, then chewed on a piece of bread that he had smeared with butter.

Gracella opened her mouth, she was about to reply to Tiffani's words, but Damar suddenly appeared and stopped the two's insinuations.

"Stop the two of you. Quickly finish breakfast, after that you two have to come with me," said Damar, as he continued to step up to arrive at the dinner table. He immediately sat down where Richard usually sat, then without hesitation he took a piece of bread from the plate and immediately devoured it quickly.

"I don't want to go anywhere if he's coming!" tiffani exclaimed, pointing at Gracella with the bread knife she was holding.

"me too. I don't want to go with Om Damar if Tiffani comes along." Gracella chimed in, pointing at Tiffani with the fruit knife in her hand.

Damar sighed violently while shaking his head. "I knew it was going to be hard" he murmured, then took another piece of bread and devoured it.

Rama noticed the fatigue that emanated clearly on Damar's face. Taking care of two girls who are hostile to each other is not an easy matter. Moreover, Tiffani and Gracella really look to hate each other.

"I came at the behest of Mr. Richard. So, whatever I say, you have to obey him, like it or not. I even brought Mr. Richard's voice recording. I'm asking for this tape so that you two don't argue with me. Wanna hear?" ask Damar, while showing him his phone.

Tiffani and Gracella did not answer. Both are chewing their food now.

"Because you two are silent, I assume you agreed to come with me, with the record that you should not fight in the presence of Mr. Richard. Anyway you two can't fight. Very should not. Anyway, can't!"

" Should Om assert it repeatedly" Gracella protested.

"Certainly, because I'm pretty sure you're both imagining what it's like to take each other, right?" Damar looked at Tiffani and Gracella alternately.

Heard Damar's words. Tiffani laughed out loud. "Geez, Om Damar, does Om think I'm still a kid. I can't possibly grab that goddamn Grace, so Om don't worry that Om's afraid of it is the snoop, because I'm not gonna snap it!" tiffani.

Damar rubbed his chest. He was very happy and looked relieved after hearing Tiffani's words. "really. Ah, I'm so glad to hear that. Your father will be happy too, Tiffani."

"Yes, I'm not going to pick it up, because it's so childish. Instead, I'll shoot him in the head" Tiffani said.

Damar choked on the bread he had just swallowed. Seeing Damar's reddened face, Rama immediately approached Damar and poured a glass of water for the man.

"Drink this, Mr. Damar," said Rama, then pat Damar on the back.

"Thank you, Rama," Damar said.

Rama looked at Tiffani now. "I want to talk."

"I don't want to!" Tiffani.

"I'm forcing!" Rama touches Tiffani's arm and pulls Tiffani out of the dining room, towards the corridor that connects between the dining room and kitchen.

Gracella stared at the departure of Rama and Tiffani in confusion. He does not like to see Rama who touches Tiffani, especially Rama and Tiffani look like a couple who are fighting.

"Did they both have a special relationship?" gracella asked Damar.

"Why indeed?" Mona answered. Mona's tone was so cynical. "Did you think of seizing that man too if that man was Tiffani's lover?"

"I didn't ask you!" gracella.

Mona laughs. "I'm a reflex, 'cause I missed your fight, Grace. You love taking anything Tiffani has."

Gracella threw away her face. "You haven't known yourself in the past, Mona. You should be aware of where you are before you start meddling between my affairs and Tiffani's. You're a servant, and you're very low between the two of us."

"Enough, Grace." Damar. "I don't want any commotion here."

"I am not inferior to a brother who could snatch his own brother's lover, let alone become pregnant! By the way where is the baby now?"

On target!

Mona's words were direct about Gracella's weakness.

Gracella stood up and directly doused Mona's face with the warm tea on the table.

Mona groaned because her face was hot. Seeing what Gracella had just done, Sela became annoyed. Sela who is a martial arts champion immediately gave a kick in the face of Gracella, until Gracella fell on the floor.

"Yes, my God, what should I do?!" exclaimed Damar, who was so confused to see the fights of the girls before him.

Seriate.