My Sexy Bodyguard's

DEMANDING RESPONSIBILITY

Adam got off the car that Xavier was driving as soon as they arrived at the courtyard of a prism-shaped building made entirely of glass.

After being outside the car and making sure all the other bodyguards had been outside the car with guns in their hands, Adam stepped towards the back of the car, open the back door and let Tiffani get out of the car.

"Everything is safe, ma'am," said Adam.

Tiffani nodded, grabbed a gun hidden under the chair she was sitting on and put the gun in her handbag before stepping out and joining the rest of the bodyguards.

After the back door of the car closed, Xavier immediately came out following Tiffani.

"I led the way" Xavier said, to Adam and Tiffani, then he whistled once, and at once the other bodyguards immediately formed a formation in such a way that Tiffani was in the midst of them all.

Before long Gracella appeared from behind, and she immediately nudged Tiffani's arm. "Rilex," she said with a smile.

Tiffani returned a smile to Gracella. "I'm glad you're here."

"Yes, this is for the first time for me, and I will do my best." Gracella convinced Tiffani.

The atmosphere was very stressful for Tiffani. Rama's absence did make a big difference for Tiffani. He felt more afraid, more threatened to the point that he felt that today was his last day to set foot on the face of the earth.

Tiffani took a deep breath and exhaled violently, realizing that her mind was overdoing it at the moment. How could he think of such a bad thing while there were dozens of bodyguards surrounding him at the moment. Even Xavier was right in front of him, not that apart from Rama, Xavier was his father's mainstay bodyguard once, and Gracella was also there to support him. What else does he need to worry about trying?

"We're in" Xavier's exam.

Xavier's voice surprised Tiffani. He nodded, straightened his body to look more authoritative, and showed a thin smile so that the tension he was feeling was not clearly visible.

Xavier's move was so certain. The sound of his shoes was heard to Tiffani's ears which suddenly became more sensitive than usual. Xavier looks calm, with a gun in hand he acts like an experienced killer, so it's no wonder that all the guards from Andrew's side standing around the building saluted as Xavier passed them.

After a long minute, Tiffani's entourage finally arrived at the entrance of the building. A guard who looked the most fearsome than the guards scattered in the courtyard greeted Tiffani's arrival.

"Welcome, Mrs Raendra. Master is waiting for you inside," said the guard as he bowed his head slightly.

Tiffani smiled. "Thank God I'm not too late" Tiffani said in a voice as calm as the surface of the water in the lake in winter.

Xavier stepped back as Tiffani finished his bases.

The inside of the building felt very cold. Not because the room temperature is set to minus degrees. It was just that silence was so pronounced, and almost every half meter a guard stood complete with a gun and a bulletproof vest. The view is what makes the inside of the building feel very cold and gripping.

Tiffani tried to resist the shaking a second time, but it was useless, his knees grew limp and tremble as he arrived at the closed door and on the closed door was seen a notice board that read VVIP.

"Only two people can enter" muttered Tiffani, who had often faced such a situation. Usually how much he carries a bodyguard, which is allowed to enter to meet the main character only he and Rama, while the others can only wait outside the room.

Gracella nudged Tiffani's arm with her arm. "Two are employers and bodyguards. If the employer's two, then three doesn't matter to me." Gracella expressed her reasonable opinion.

Tiffani nodded. "Yes, I think so," he said.

"Then I'm your bodyguard now." Xavier chimed in, glancing at the wife who looked beautiful and elegant in the same black office suit that Tiffani was wearing.

Gracella smiled shyly at Xavier's tone of voice that sounded dislike. However, Gracella knows that Xavier doesn't like to pretend that he doesn't have a special relationship with her. Xavier is the type of man who doesn't like to be glimpsed by other men, even when they're on a mission once.

"It's only temporary. Rama and Tiffani do it often. Stay calm and professional, Xavier," Gracella said.

Xavier took a long breath. "alright. The order was executed."

In the next instant Xavier knocked on the door before him, and the door swung open, revealing the room behind it which was unusually spacious and also had high ceilings, the room is equipped with a round-shaped table in the middle.

Two men in black suits approached Xavier, then they checked whoever was behind Xavier.

"Only two people can enter" said one man in an indisputable voice.

"They are Mrs Tiffani Raendra, and Gracella Raendra. I'm the bodyguard on duty." Xavier answered no less.

The man in black nodded, and immediately stepped aside, letting Xavier enter along with Tiffani and Gracella. Although the guard man was very strict on the rules, but he was aware that he could not possibly forbid a mistress from entering to meet her master.

"Well, well, what dream did I have last night until I was approached by two angels at once." Andrew exclaimed as he clapped his hands as he saw Tiffani and Gracella stepping together towards the table where he was waiting.

Gracella and Tiffani smiled. Try to look as calm as possible.

"It's a shame there's one less seat" said Gracella, as she and Tiffani had arrived in front of Andrew.

Andrew, a man of great stature and a creepy face and thick eyebrows now smiled widely. He patted both of his thighs in response to a comment from Gracella's lips.

"I can hold your beautiful body if you don't mind" said Andrew, winking one of his narrow but wild eyes.

Xavier stood restlessly behind Gracella and Tiffani, unable to stand a punch at Andrew's ugly face that had dared to tease his wife.

However, Xavier did not need to do that, as Gracella was not an innocent stupid woman. She can handle the situation as well as Tiffani, especially before living together with Richard and Tiffani, Gracella lives a pretty wild life abroad.

"No need, sir, I can always sit on the table if you don't mind" Gracella replied, as she continued to stare directly into Andrew's eyes.

Andrew laughing. "I like your style, really like it. How lucky Richard is to have two daughters like you."

Tiffani exhaled once more, then immediately pulled the chair in front of her and sat comfortably on the chair.

"Let's just go straight. I don't think you have much time" Tiffani said, extending her hand to Andrew. "I need to read the covenant. I'm afraid something might change if I don't read it carefully."

Andrew raised his eyebrows, and immediately waved at one of his guards.

"I know that you're really professional" Andrew commented, then continued, "I'll send a few hundred kilos tonight to the port, and then three days later I'll arrange the next shipment," andrew said, while a guard handed over the files to Tiffani.

Tiffani read carefully before deciding whether to approve Andrew's remarks.

"That's too much" said Tiffani.

"Over this time it's always been the same amount, and your father never protested." Andrew replied with a dislike tone.

"My father and I are different" Tiffani said. "Then do not make delivery after the first delivery if you want to make the first delivery with the amount you have specified."

"Why not?"

Andrew lost his temper. He may like the pretty face of Tiffani, but he does not like the stubborn nature of Tiffani.

"I'm not going to change anything. Especially the delivery amount!" andrew shouted, breaking the table in front of him.

Tiffani still looks relaxed, as well as Gracella. While Xavier began to be vigilant because the two guard men who had opened the door for them began to move toward Tiffani and Gracella.

"We have to re-deal our next transaction. I will not buy the same amount as my father and Mr. Damar did before, imagine how many young people in my country will be damaged by the useless powder!" tiffani said, taking out her vibrating phone inside her handbag. "Wait a minute" he said, as the corner of his eye caught Andrew's open lips, preparing to argue with him.

One incoming message from Mona was clearly displayed on the flat object screen in Tiffani's hand. Tiffanu clicked on the flat screen and immediately his heart seemed to jump out as he read the message Mona had just sent.

[It's urgent. Ara's father died. One of the workers who was in charge of tearing down Ara's house and the residents' house in EL 33, pushed Ara's father until Ara's father fell and died instantly. What should we do now?]

***

Rama stepped on the gas pedal deeper and deeper as he read the message that had just entered his phone. The message from Mona continued to ring in her memory, as if Mona was passing the message directly to her, giving her goosebumps when she heard every sentence that came out of her lips.

Ara's father died .. workers pushed her ... Ara's father died .. she died instantly!

Rama hit the wheel before him with anxiety, he roared, self-blame sluggish in solving the problems that had been manifestly caused by Damar. He considered this and that too much. Considering Xavier's feelings, Damar's feelings, even though at the same time Damar never once slowed down.

Rama is feeling bad now. He let the mistake that Damar made, and now the result of the neglect he made even one man lost his life.

"What should I tell Ara now?" muttered Rama, still continuing to beat the steering wheel before him.

The cit!

Rama stopped his car suddenly, as a dog crossed the road. He adjusted his breath to reduce the shock still felt in the chest. While leaning his head on the back of the car seat, Rama decides to contact Adam.

"Yes, Rama." Adam's voice rang out at the first ring, as if the man had been holding a cell phone since then to wait for a call from him.

"Bagaimaa is there? All smoothly? Is my wife okay?" ask Rama. He was eager to hear Tiffani's voice now, but because Tiffani must be very busy right now, he called Adam to ask about Tiffani's situation instead of contacting Tiffani directly.

"Tiffani postpones cooperation. We are on our way now" Adam said from across the call.

"What's going on? Why would Tiffani delay the deal?" rama asked puzzledly, because Tiffani was not the type of person who would put off a job. For Tiffani, the sooner it's finished, the better.

"I don't know. We're separated cars now. Tiffani along with Gracella and Xavier in the main car. Tiffani suddenly came out of the room crying and told us all to get out of the meeting hall."

Rama took a long breath. "Then he knows now. I'm sure we'll see each other soon."

"Do you know what you mean? Is Tiffani headed to EL 33 now?" asked Adam, who had been curious since.

Silent moment. Rama suddenly had trouble speaking. His tongue is so thick.

"What's up, Rama? Tell me," said there again, from across the call.

"Ara's father died. From the information I heard one of the workers pushed Ara's father." Rama answered Adam's question with a choked voice. "Tiffani must feel so guilty, Dam."

"Calm down. Drive with focus, Rama, see you at EL 33. I'll call Mona in a minute and ask her how Ara is doing."

Rama simply nodded and immediately decided on the call.

***

District EL 33 ....

Ara arrives first along with Mona and Sela. Rama could have arrived sooner had the man not stopped his car repeatedly on the deserted streets.

Now Ara is running towards one of the buildings that are still standing firmly in the district. Ara stopped her running as she passed through her flattened house. He leaned over, pulling a worn scarf from behind the ruins of the board. The brown scarf belonged to his father.

"This is your house?" sela asked, her voice trembling. He is heartbroken to see what is happening now in the village where Ara grew up.

Ara nodded weakly, then resumed her steps towards the school building where it was seen that people were crowding.

Mona and Sela tailed behind Ara until they arrived at the school building.

An old man was laid on a table that had been folded into four sets until the size of the table became wider than the size it should be.

Ara walked over to the old man whose body had started to turn blue, and immediately embraced while crying so hard.

"Dad, Dad, wake up, Dad, wake up." Ara shook the old man's body, but nothing happened. The body remained unmoved, as if it did not care for the cry of an Ara who was being injured.

Everyone who was there let. No one can comfort the heart of someone who is losing, so letting is the most appropriate thing to do.

Fifteen minutes passed, and Ara still clutched tightly onto the lifeless body of the old man, while Mona and Sela were busy staring in all directions, trying to find Damar's whereabouts there. However, instead of seeing Damar, they saw Rama who was stepping towards the school building where they were.

"That's Rama," muttered Mona.

Sela nodded.

And a little while later Rama arrived before Mona and Sela.

"This is so bad, Rama," muttered Sela. "His father was dead and his house was destroyed."

Rama patted Mona and Sela's arms, then he approached Ara who was still crying a mouthful in the middle of the crowd.

The presence of Rama invites rumors. The appearance of Rama and the beautiful face of Rama is certainly the center of attention. All the citizens who were there began to wonder about the ready Rama.

"Ara," muttered Rama, as he had been beside Ara.

Hearing Rama's voice, Ara stopped her crying. He looked up to see Rama's face.

"You must take responsibility" said Ara, in a voice so quiet that only she and Rama could hear him. "You must take responsibility."

Seriate.