The Bodyguard's Secrets
12. Grudgingly

The gaze of Khaisan that was soaring like it was about to swallow and deliberately terrorize his soul. Cut Ha again felt daunted, worried that the man again wanted to vent anger at him. It was possible that Khaisan still held a grudge in the past.

"Who did you think at the time?" cut Ha asked because Khaisan kept quiet. The one asked seemed to throw his face to the side for a moment.

"You, Cut Ha. Because I am so angry with you," Khaisan answered flatly after turning back to Cut Ha.

The woman reflex in question retreated quickly. Khaisan's unexpected answer made him feel scared again. Want to get away from Khaisan's achievement instantly.

"I'm actually very sleepy. I'd better go to my room instead" said Cut Ha then as he stepped back. Khaisan remained upright standing in place .

"Sleep, Cut Ha. But don't forget. I committed a crime only once. So I stress you, don't be afraid of me" Khaisan said before Cut Ha turned around and walked to his room.

Khaisan is very grateful to have been able to master the nature of his soul. The resentment of anger is no longer lodged in the body and soul. Stay strong on his mission and promise as a loyal mercenary. The promise of the oath of loyalty of a body soul who is willing to sacrifice during the service in front of the agency sepuh firmly stuck in his mind.

Not wanting to betray before Him and drop the dignity and place of his agency. Aware if he is one of the agency assets that are prioritized, proud and will bring the good name of the big mosque. Khaisan will never disappoint.

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Mariah looks back and forth in the kitchen. Khaisan who was sitting in the living room, the same function as the television room, looked at the house assistant tiredly.

In addition to tired of the movement of Mariah who went back and forth without stopping, also tired with the style of sleep sitting. This should be a regular and easy job to start. However, lately fatigue is faster in the can.

"Mariah, it's almost six o'clock, didn't you wake up?!" ask Khaisan while standing up. Mariah stopped moving and looked at him.

"No Khaisan guards! Wake up on his own. I never woke that up, Miss Cut Ha!" sahut Mariah's. The girl was carrying a hot soup to the table.

"Do you have any coffee?" ask Mariah again. The girl turned back without movement.

"Want coffee apparently you, Khaisan's bodyguard?! Will I make you?!" sahut Mariah to Khaisan who walks near the cupboard in the kitchen.

"I'll make it myself" said Khaisan as he opened the closet. There's a mini coffee machine there.

Start to understand, why Cut Ha is very dear to Mariah. The bloody girl of the next country was very light-handed and perceptive. Of course having a deft home assistant is the dream of many masters. Khaisan himself is no exception.

The gallant bodyguard not only made one coffee, but two cups of coffee. The one on the dining table. The other one with the exact same cup, he took to the living room with the apples he had snatched from the table.

Khaisan again sat on the sofa despite the standby style. The man had never shown his leisure attitude during his service. Only steadfast and alert that continues to be revealed.

The ceklerk!!

"You better not be too formal to watch over me. I'm a human being, not an artist, and I love freedom. I'm very uncomfortable with your patch," Cut Ha said with an irritated tone.

Khaisan remained standing in his place. Looking straight at Cut Ha, now is taking coffee that was made by Khaisan.

Feeling relieved if the woman's condition is good enough without asking Khaisan to leave his control over her. Also without expelling Khaisan from his house. Or contact the big mosque guard agency. Cut Ha no longer raises and is now busy sipping coffee continues.

"Mariah!" cut Ha suddenly. The summoned hurriedly came and stood in front of him.

"What's your thing, Miss Cut Ha?!" ask Mariah with a careful look.

"Is moka over? But this coffee is delicious. You're good at making coffee, Mariah." Cut Ha praised by looking at Mariah full of smiles.

"But mocha is not over, Miss Cut Ha. That's coffee it's not me who goes concocting!" mariah was honest. Mariah looked at Khaisan for a moment. Then throw a smile while looking at Cut Ha's face.

"Who's this doing, Mariah?" cut Ha asked with a deep murmur.

His eyes glanced at Khaisan who was also looking flat at him. Then look again at the middle room table. There was the same cup as hers. Cut Ha guessed that it was the same cup of coffee as him.

"Mariah, whose cup is it?!" cut Ha asked.

"The coffee cup is Khaisan's bodyguard, that is," said Mariah who came back closer.

The beautiful face of waking up that looked freshly washed was facing Khaisan. There was a sense of reluctance on his face.

"So, is this yours?" cut Ha asked as he pointed at the coffee cup whose contents were even almost finished in shavings.

"Don't hesitate, just spend it" said Khaisan in an ignorant and calm tone.

Cut Ha looked at Khaisan by holding his cup.

"Go away. You go to that table. Spend your coffee there. No need to wait for me like this. I'm not comfortable," Cut Ha spoke seriously. His tone and expression really wanted Khaisan to stay away.

Just wanted to go to another position, it didn't matter to Khaisan. Soon followed the wishes of Cut Ha. Khaisan had been sitting on the television sofa facing the dining table. While constantly trying to look at Cut Ha from his seat.

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