The Bodyguard's Secrets
37. Otewe Home

"Cut, don't you go wear clothes??" ask Khaisan from his place. I felt Cut Ha was still in bed and not walking.

"I'm wearing clothes here. Not in the bathroom. Don't turn around here" said Cut Ha in a low tone.

Khaisan did not reply, but understood the meaning. I'm sure Cut Ha has been traumatized. Khaisan hoped that the woman was not heading for depression. Khaisan really felt so guilty. However, Khaisan did not want to show too much of his regret towards Cut Ha.

The atmosphere of the room that Felix used to live in after parting the bed with his wife was quiet. Only a faint sound of cloth friction was heard. Khaisan believes that Cut Ha is wearing a pair of clothes. The one he chose the smallest and the longest stock. Some time ago, Khaisan's body was thinner than it is now.

"I've been wearing clothes. Let's go home."

Cut Ha's voice really felt close. Khaisan was convinced that the woman had walked over and was now standing right behind her. Khaisan opened the door and pulled it wide so that Cut Ha could get out easily. Then it closed the door again.

"Wait, wait" said Cut Ha while outside the room. Then approach a face sink on the side of the room. The woman washed her face and neck there for a long time. Khaisan continued to wait and be silent with a pitying feeling.

Khaisan took Cut Ha out of the room where the former manager lived in the house. However, suddenly Cut Ha stopped and looked at the door that Khaisan had just closed tightly.

"What's up, Cut?" tanya Khaisan was confused.

"My phone is missing in the room" said Cut Ha flatly, staring blankly at the door. It is unclear who they are talking to. Clearly, there was only Khaisan who was asking him.

"I've saved your phone, Cut," said Khaisan. He patted Cut Ha's shoulder and slowly invited him to walk. The man walked straight ahead without turning his head Cut Ha again beside him. However, just walking slowly offset the woman's steps.

"Really saved, thank God," Cut Ha suddenly made a soft voice and muttered slowly. Like just studying Khaisan's words about his phone.

They walk slowly. Cut Ha stepped very slowly. Loose pants with a tight belt on his small waist, making Cut Ha uncomfortable to walk. It feels hanging and like it will fall if made to step.

"Why, Cut? Is anyone sick?" Seeing the way Cut Ha walked, Khaisan was worried. The man stopped which made Cut Ha also stop.

"This is your shirt?" cut Ha asked as he muttered and softly.

"Yes. Not good to wear?" tanya Khaisan guessed.

"Very big. It felt like it was going to fall" said Cut Ha expressionlessly on his pale face.

"Do you want to wait in this inn for a while, I'll buy a woman's shirt" Khaisan said. But Cut Ha shook his head with a downcast face.

"No, I want to get to my house quickly," Cut Ha prepared to step up after speaking. Khaisan caught Cut Ha's hand suddenly. Cut Ha's shoulders and face turned on him.

"Cut, I'm so grateful you're okay. Therefore, I want to give you a gift" Khaisan said solemnly. Looking at Cut Ha seriously.

"What a gift," said Cut Ha flat. Like not interested or curious.

"Cut you. Come on, Cut," Khaisan said with a smile. However, not getting any response, Cut Ha remained with his flat expression. Not surprised, nodding or shaking.

"Come, Cut. Get on my back." Khaisan had crouched low in front of Cut Ha's feet.

"Hurry, Cut. This gift can only be obtained now. After you get married, you won't" said Khaisan trying to tease Cut Ha's feelings.

"Yes. I'm carrying, "reapon Cut Ha quickly while sticking his legs on his back and holding Khaisan's shoulders. No expression on his face.

Khaisan quickly restrained Cut Ha's legs and stood up. Justify his position to be safely carried on the back for a moment. Then walk quietly and not in a hurry. Like trying to make Cut Ha's body not shake too much on his back.

"Whose car?" cut Ha asked as he slowly put Khaisan into a foreign car.

"Home Stay Te Ka" replied Khaisan who closed his door. Walk around and sit in the steering chair.

A car with a logo inscribed as Home Stay Te Ka has rolled towards the outskirts of Nagoya. Not so fast, because the road is quite crowded and crowded.

The highway is filled with industrial workers in the town of Muka Kuning with a return schedule at eight to nine p.m. The clock around it is still very late afternoon and not too late in Batam.

"Are you hungry, Cut?" tanya Khaisan tried to get Cut Ha to talk. The woman is often found daydreaming with a blank look that is far ahead.

"I haven't eaten enough. But I don't feel hungry" explains Cut Ha without turning his head to Khaisan. The master seemed to continue to avoid looking into the eyes with the bodyguard.

"Do you want to stay at the diner?" ask Khaisan understand.

"No. I am ashamed of this shirt. I want to quickly change," Cut Ha said honestly by looking at her clothes at a glance. Khaisan also understood. Although it still looks good on Cut Ha. But the impression of menly with a slightly faded color, still visible.

"I bought it, you ate it in the car" Khaisan said, offering once more.

"No" said Cut Ha, this time in a stern tone.

"Alright, Cut. Eat at home. I'll call Mariah, " said Khaisan. Seemed to pull the phone out of the shirt pocket.

"Don't phone. I want to eat fried rice" said Cut Ha, looking down.

"You mean?" ask Khaisan with the contents of the head that are various allegations.

"Make you, Kha's bodyguard. What objection?" tanya Cut Ha sounded disinclined. But neither did he look at Khaisan. His gaze was straight out into the streets.

"No objection, Cut. I'll make it." Khaisan said as he raised both eyebrows. Then it is lowered by blowing an unconscious breath held. Feeling grateful, Cut Ha who was always flat, expressionless and under the influence of trauma, still had the will and desire. Khaisan will obey him with pleasure.

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