The Substitute Body of a Killer

Acceptable

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"Wait!"

Nadhira is not unhappy that he has been accepted, but this is something strange. So they are accepted, only one is in search. And again he just realized that in City B is a lot of professional bodyguard service rental places even spread as a sheet and accept just anyone?

Mr. Ling who was about to leave stopped and turned towards Nadhira. "Yes what's wrong?"

"I just wanted to ask, okay?" Nadhira's.

"Please!" Mr Ling.

"Why do you accept us who are certainly not necessarily professional and without looking at educational background or background? Only one is also in search. In City B there are many places to rent bodyguard services, and certainly guaranteed. So what's the reason? Although I want to get this job, but I also have to know what my job is! Whether just as a bodyguard or something else," the bravery of the young girl in front of him made master Ling kahet for a moment before being replaced by his admiration.

Mr. Ling stepped closer towards Nadhira, stopping as the two faced each other then Mr. Ling reviewed a small smile. "Our family ah... I mean my grandson needs a bodyguard after the last time, "Nadhira remembers that Marcel before he went into the building was able to tell.

"Maybe this sounds childish, but even though my granddaughter is a troublemaker, she's the only heir, so it's not just her own work that's wretched her, it's her, but there are my enemies who want to make fun of him, because they know that if he dies, then the Ling company that we have been guarding will also die. To your question why we don't hire in a bodyguard rental, because we've done that a lot, but most of them will run because they can't stand the nature of my grandchildren, so even if I was looking for only one person, but seeing the ability of the two of you, I would not hesitate to pay two people even if there were more, for the safety of my grandson. So please hold on, for at least a month, for a month. But if it could be so," said Mr. Ling look once he expects that Nadhira and Marcel survive to be the bodyguards of his grandchildren.

"We will try," not Nadhira who answered but Marcel who had been silent that said.

hearing the young man in front of him fulfill his wish even though it was not as good as percent, that alone had made Mr. Ling happy. "Thank you and ask for help,"

Nadhira agrees to try to stick with this, but she is a girl, will this middle-aged man in front of her just trust her ability?

"I will try, but for that, as I said before, I have to clarify my task first. For what and how I work there,"

Nadhira led Mr. Ling to sit in the corner of the room where there was a long chair.

"You are indeed a meticulous girl," after sitting down, master Ling could not help but once again be amazed at the little girl in front of him.

"Well I'll explain how and what your duties are,"

Mr. Ling at length explained the duties of Nadhira and Marcel.

During their work they are asked to live in the same mension with their grandchildren and also the place where they live.

In the ministry it was only himself and his grandchildren who lived apart from the housekeeper, such as servants, gardeners and so on.

So their first task is to get them accepted next to their grandchildren without any rebellion from their grandchildren.

"For the way it is up to you, just don't make a harm," said Mr. Ling. Maybe he taught his granddaughter a lesson, so he left everything to Nadhira and Marcel to deal with the mischief of his grandchildren.

Mr. Ling handed over a piece of the photo to Nadhira. Nadhira stared at the slightly old twenty-year-old young man in the photo.

A pointed nose, with a firm jaw and dark brown eyes. The dress collar with two buttons on top of the open displays its field chest. It was very obvious that he was a bengal young man.

"All right! We'll try our way then. But we didn't move into your house right away, because we had to make him accept us first and then we would stay there. How's it?" Nadhira asked Marcel at the end of his speech.

"Agreed!" Marcel's approval closed their discussion at the time.

.°°° In a Cafe°°°

"What's your plan for that?" Ask Marcel.

Nadhira propped his head in both hands resting on the table looked at the young man in front of him with his flat face.

"Ahhh, it's up to you! I'll just come along. I thought at night and made plans, because my own life plan was a mess" Marcel complained.

Seeing Nadhira passionately explain his plan, made Marcel ask.

"Eh, why? How lethargic!"

"Hmm, nothing! I want to go home," Nadhira got up and was about to leave but...

"Eh uh wait, how do I contact you later.where's your phone," said Marcel, raising his hand.

He was silent for a moment before Nadhira reached into his small bag and took his phone and handed it to Marcel.

"It's already!" Marcel said after he finished entering his phone number into Nadhira's phone.

Nadhira took back her phone and without a word she turned around and left.

Nadhira went home and found her mother at home and she remembered that her mother would today hand over her resignation letter and when she saw her return she gave it up.

"Mother!" Call Nadhira who goes into the kitchen.

"Eh Ira, we're home! How's it?" Puspa is not his really want Nadhira to work, but if it's his own wish, he can't ban it. As long as it is not harmful to him, Puspa will not forbid it.

"Receive mom! But ma'am...Emm," Nadhira hesitates a little, but inevitably she has to say it.

"What's up Ira? Say it!" Puspas.

"I'm getting a job, but my job requires me to stay there, so what do you think?" Nadhira's.

"Hmmm, mother so alone dong at home," said Puspa sadly.

So Nadhira felt guilty, did he have to resign from the job he had not started? He was worried.

Seeing Nadhira's guilty face made Puspa chuckle. "Kekeke, I'm kidding, go if that's the rule, I'm fine with myself,"

"Mother...," call spoiled Nadhira.

"Hmmm" Nadhira ran into her mother's arms.

With her mother's consent Nadhira packed up, but she did not leave on that day because there was still work before she actually worked.

Nadhira has also left some money that he says is the result of the cafe and he asked Puspa to open a small business and if Puspa did not want to, he said, he could do anything with that money.

"Mom will open a cake shop!" Puspas.

"Well that's good, mom! Where's the plan, Ira will put the shop, Ira will find it," Nadhira.

"No need, I've got the store. The store belongs to a friend of the mother who wants to sell her so it happens that mother will open a cake shop so what's wrong. It is also a strategic place. You just focus on your work," Puspa.

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