The Bodyguard's Secrets
29. Caliph

The delicious smell of cooking that blows into the room, the more want to make it out and meet the bodyguard. Cut Ha believes that Khaisan is making delicious fried rice that the man had done several times the night before.

Cut Ha is convinced that Khaisan is taking a free time routine in his two-hour night. Which is always tempting like that the aroma of fried rice. Khaisan was very good at making it.

That's right, Khaisan was pouring white rice from a plate into a frying pan on the stove. The man turned his head swiftly as Cut Ha touched the kitchen floor with the sole of his foot. Instink as a bodyguard, it is not a mere figment in his head.

"Cut Ha, why are you awake?!" asked Khaisan with a soft cry. Seemed stunned for a moment looking at Cut Ha. Then turn his head quickly to the pot.

"Your fried rice smell is very good. Can I have a request?" cut Ha asked by approaching Khaisan in front of the stove.

"Just sit at the dinner table, Cut," Khaisan said.

"I want to see how you make it." Cut Ha insisted on standing beside Khaisan.

Not without intention, it feels less focused with the Cut Ha who is dressed to sleep on his knees. However, sleeveless with a neck piece that was low on his chest. Cut Ha who previously always dressed in long sleep top down, this time is very unsettling. The woman was like a goddess of the night who was spreading desire to her.

"If you really want to see me make it, put on your jacket. Your clothes are so inappropriate, Cut." Khaisan said firmly without looking to the side again. Only on the sunken pot filled with rice was his eyes docked.

Cut Ha slightly moved away, her lips tight with a wry smile. If with another man Khaisan's speech is painful enough, but not with him. Cut Ha felt like he was just getting a reprimand from an old man like the father thing.

But his age with the bodyguard is only three or four years. However, being close to Khaisan and having such hardships, made his heart rumble.

"Why don't you leave soon, Cut. Your appearance is troubling. Do you want to get a break from your own bodyguard?" asked Khaisan sharply suddenly. Cut Ha who a few seconds ago looked calm and bright, suddenly tense and awkward. It was unexpected that Khaisan would dare to speak that harshly to her. Felix's shadow appeared in his mind.

"You're my bodyguard, there's no way you're going to bully me. You once said, will not be tempted even if the person you are guarding is not even with clothes. Your job is to control me. Did you forget what you said back then, Khaisan,,?" sahut Cut Ha's. He deliberately provoked the response of the bodyguard with his aba tones.

Khaisan was indeed surprised by Cut Ha's words that seemed to mock and challenge him.

"Why not, Cut?? You underestimated me? You think I'm just a bodyguard with no desire? You forgot what I did to the bartender first? You don't understand, it was you I wanted at the time. Aren't you afraid that if you suddenly want me to come again this time, Cut??" gertak Khaisan is serious. It feels unconscious if it has been talking without limits and like without control on Cut Ha.

Feeling if Cut Ha ignores his instructions. However, he is a normal man with a faith that can thin out suddenly. As well as men with taqwa who can fade at any time. The cold night tonight, made him suddenly err because of Cut Ha's own indifferent attitude.

"I'm not afraid," replied Cut Ha dismissively.

"really? You want to try and lure me in, Cut?" asked Khaisan in an unusual voice. His soft heavy voice had sounded deep and whispered.

"I'm not afraid" Cut Ha repeated. Actually already feel anxious and anxious. Doubt that the bodyguard isn't kidding.

Khaisan quickly turned off the flame on the stove. Wash your hands in the sink next to it. Then turned around again to approach Cut Ha and looked into his eyes.

The feeling of Cut Ha who was originally worried and restless, turned warm thump suddenly. The gaze within Khaisan made the heartbeat in his chest tighten.

"This way you're still not afraid?" khaisan asked with Cut Ha slowly.

"I'm not afraid" said Cut Ha hoarsely.

"Like this?" Khaisan asked while stalling holding both of Cut Ha's open shoulders.

"Like this?" asked Khaisan again with his hands shifted to Cut Ha's neck and waist in a fleeting stroking motion.

"Ak, me, I don't, I don't," said Cut Ha again staggered and stammered. His words hung as Khaisan brought the face impatiently closer to his face.

"You're still not afraid?" Khaisan asked in a low and soft voice. Her breath was sweeping warmly at Cut Ha's face.

"Ak, I'm going, go to my room. I'm going to wear a jacket, on my body," said Cut Ha quickly but it felt very difficult.

Khaisan's hands were still attached to his waist, neck and face very close, making Cut Ha like a heavy breathing. Not do not not know why and although never with men, but Cut Ha is very familiar with his reaction.

He will be washed away if Khaisan really wants to do misdeeds with him.

Not very relieved, but the feeling was hollow when Khaisan moved away by removing his hand from him.

"You're afraid of the end too? Don't re-hash me. Go to your room and put on your jacket, Cut," said Khaisan slowly and already standing away. Turn back on the stove and hold the rice stirrer in the pan.

That misty dark aura slowly faded from his handsome face. But Cut Ha was rather disappointed. There was a sense of liking and excitement when Khaisan touched him. Feel like you will actually be willing.

Tok ! Tok !

Twice a beat made him wake up quickly. Cut Ha sat on the bed with a thumping feeling. Sayup heard Khaisan's call for him. Ask to go out to eat his fried rice together. Khaisan also did not forget to ask that Cut Ha wear his usual home jacket.

"Yes. Just wait at the table, Kha's bodyguard!" Cut Ha exclaimed as he jumped down from the bed. Snatching jackets and wearing long sleeping pants. Reluctance to leave the room again a few minutes ago, turned a roaring spirit.

Khaisan was relieved as Cut Ha returned to the kitchen and sat at the dining table following him. Has worn a thin knit jacket with the addition of long sleeping pants. Khaisan felt like, Cut Ha did not hold anger and instead followed what was on his request.

"Eat, Cut. Forget what I did to you just now. I'm khilaf" said Khaisan by putting a spoon on Cut Ha's plate.

" It was my own fault. I forgot that these two hours are your free night time. You're not escorting me" said Cut Ha.

Scoop the fried rice into his mouth slowly. It tastes so good.

"You think like that?" khaisan asked carefully looking at Cut Ha.

"What other reason? You don't want me to be really scared of you all the time, do you?" tanya Cut Ha snatched.

"Yes, Cut Ha. What you said is true. Forgive me," said Khaisan while nodding.

Cut Ha no longer responded. Khaisan had paid attention to the delicious fried rice on his plate. There was no more personal conversation between the two men at the table. Only the sound of the seconds of the clock ticking with the clanking of spoons clashing with their plates echoed.

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