
"Here are some of your belongings, Miss!" Felicia handed over a box of Agnes's valuables.
"Oh, yes. Thank you, Feli. You can go home!"
"I'll stay here, Miss!"
"Why is it here?"
"Until Mr. Satria and Mr. Setya return from City C" he replied.
"They're back tomorrow" Agnes said.
"I'm just doing my job, Miss!"
"Ehmm, okay. You can sleep in the guest room" said Agnes.
"Thank you, Miss!"
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"August, Miss!" greet Felicia to Agnes.
"By the morning, let's have breakfast!" bring him.
"Thank you, Miss. I have breakfast outside" said Feli.
"Just accompany me to breakfast," Agnes drew Feli's hand.
"But, Miss!" reject it.
"No word but," said Agnes.
Finally Felicia accepted an offer of breakfast along with Agnes.
"Is Miss today going away?" ask Felicia.
"I miss the office where I work" replied Agnes. "We're going there!" continued again.
"Good, Miss. I'll take you there!"
By noon, Agnes escorted Felicia to the Satria family's office.
Arriving there, Agnes promised to meet her friend in the office cafeteria.
"Agnes, I miss you!" Rinda hugged her friend.
"Me too!"
"A few days ago, your husband's ex-lover came here!"
"Would she want to come here?"
"I don't know, but they were chatting in Mr. Satria's office" replied Rinda.
"Why didn't Satria tell me?" inner asked.
"Eh, even daydreaming!"
"Why am I thinking?"
"You're jealous, huh?" rinda Goda.
"Yes, not really. I'm sure Satria is a loyal man" he said proudly.
"Eh, who is he?"
"Cousin," he answered.
"Oh."
Raka sees Agnes chatting with Rinda in the cafeteria approaching her. Felicia immediately stood in the way of the man.
"You can't go near Miss Agnes!" He spread out his right hand.
"Why can't it?" Raka frowned.
Agnes stood up as well. "Feli, he's my friend!"
"I'm sorry, Miss. Mr. Satria forbids you to be close to any man except your family" Felicia said without looking at Agnes.
"He who?" Raka looked at Agnes.
"Emmm.." Agnes.
"I'm Miss Agnes' personal bodyguard" Feli said quickly.
"You have a bodyguard now?" Rinda shut her mouth.
"If you don't have any important needs with Miss Agnes, please leave!" Feli said firmly.
"I just want to say hello and just chat" said Raka.
"Basic bodyguard freak!" Raka left the three women.
Agnes looked at Feli. "We were just chatting" he said.
"But I was commissioned by Mr. Satria to prohibit you from chatting with foreign men" Felicia explained.
Agnes patted her eel, "Well why is there such a rule!"
"Agnes, I have to get back to work. See you later" said Rinda.
"When we talk again" said Agnes.
Arriving home, Agnes tells Felicia to go home.
"Before Lord Satria arrives, I remain here!" reject Felicia.
"As for you, I want to rest!" Agnes passed to the room.
In the afternoon, Satria and Papa Setya return from City C.
"Good afternoon, sir!" greet Feli to Satria. Because Papa Setya is coming to the room.
"So late, where's my wife?" ask Satria.
"Miss, get some rest!"
"Where have you been all day?"
"Miss is just taking her to the office" replied Feli.
"Just go to the office?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Well, you can go home!"
"I'm sorry, sir!" pampered.
Satria immediately met his wife who had just finished bathing.
"Have you come home?"
"His work was finished early" Satria replied.
"Good then," said Agnes ketus. He chose to be careless.
"Why you?"
"Nothing" replied Agnes.
"Is it because I forbid you to talk to Raka?"
"Oh, so Felicia told you!"
"Yes, he sent a message and gave a report" Satria said.
"Did he not tell me also that my friend Rinda said that Mr Satria met Kesya a few days ago?"
"So, you're being so sniffy just because of that?"
"Why not be honest?"
"Because it's not important" replied Satria.
"Why did that woman come to see you again?"
"Alright, baby. Me and Kesya have nothing to do anymore" replied Satria.
"He didn't threaten you?"
"No, honey!"
"I'm afraid, he's threatening you!"
"There's no threat, you take it easy!" Satria tried to calm his wife's mind.
"You also need a bodyguard, Satria!" his proposal.
"For what?"
"If your ex-lover suddenly attacks you!"
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