Beautiful Guards
Provocations

"W-how could a-you say like that sir?! Ma-you mean what about making me a tool to destroy my family?!"

"You are the youngest daughter of Rahardian, and the younger sister of Satria. Try it you think! A daughter of the Rahardian family comes in for just a bodyguard, baby not untapped?"

"Dammit!! You're evil! The evil of my family, why am I the one you hurt?!"

"Your color. Their family members,"

"What's up, Mom?" Tanya Khansa looked at the direction of her husband who focused on table number 4 which was involved in a fierce debate between two young men.

Not fond of his wife's question, Satria rose up to two people who became the center of attention for fighting in public.

"Milea? Mr Zaky? What's up with you guys? Why are you fighting?" Tegur Satria glanced at him in turn.

"Still asking why?!" Milea stood firmly facing Satria with tears that escaped falling down her smooth cheeks. "This is all because you are Satria Rahardian Kusuma! It's all because of you and your bastard father! Because of you guys, I don't know what should be an outburst of vengeance by the one I love! And it's all because of who? Because you are Satria! You!" Milea's screams stirred.

"Milea I'm your brother! And the father you call that bastard is your father! How can you say that?!" Berang Satria half in disbelief with his little sister who began to dare to yell.

"You are my brother, and he is my father. But do you know? What's the biggest regret of my life?" Standing position the body staring at the defiant Satria. "Born in the Rahardian family is the biggest regret of my life!" Said Milea running away leaving Satria's glued body.

"Milea?"

Tap

Milea's steps came to a halt when she saw the person she wanted to avoid coming there. "Papa.." - Milea unconsciously. This time his tears came down not as a crocodile, but sincerely down from his eye peluk.

"What are you, my sister?! Why is she like that?! What have you done to my sister!! ANSWER ZAKY!!" Satria swiftly pulled the collar of Zaky's shirt filled with emotion.

"You're asking me what I did to your sister? Ask yourself! What have you done to my sister!" Zaky brushed aside Satria's hand and passed away while allowing her messy collar.

"You're asking me what I did to your sister? Ask yourself! What have you done to my sister!"

"Sister?"

"Mas, are you okay?" A gentle pat on the left arm resuscitated Satria from her daydream. He stared at the young pregnant beautiful woman with a huff.

"I'm not okay. My sister Milea, seems to hate me so much. There's too much that I've been through today, I'm really not doing well baby" said Satria, dropping his head on his wife's shoulder.

"You still know papa, don't you, son?" Ask Rahardian expectantly. In front of her right now was a young woman who was none other than her youngest daughter Milea. Her beautiful face really reminds Rahardian of Rikha, his second wife.

"Milean. Remember Mom's message! As with any treatment papa with you, do not ever intend to retaliate. As evil and as bad as any treatment papa, remain a obedient and patient girl. I hope you'll never hate me, let alone not acknowledge my father for never giving you love. Because even though he is still your papa. The man who made you see this beautiful world" said a young woman named Rikha while stroking the head of her 5-year-old daughter.

"Yes Ma'am,"

"Still," if not for remembering her mother's advice, maybe Milea will not be as friendly as this middle-aged man who is none other than her father.

"Where have you been all this time? Ye know? Papa is so worried about your situation, so many of my men are looking for you but never met. Now that you're in Jakarta, why don't you go home?" Cecar Rahardian looked real.

Really worried? Why do I feel like this is just a beautiful lie to you?

"Home? Whose house? I never had a house, so whose house you meant. Mr Rahardian Kusuma?" Said Milea leaning on the chair while folding her hands aroggant.

"Hufts. Never mind, let's end our conversation. Papa hope, you'll come home. Papa's house is your home too!" Rahardian rose to stare at her daughter flat, though her eyes were full of guilt.

"You are wrong sir. Your home is your home. So I guess, I don't deserve to stay in your house" Milea refused faithfully with her calm and arrogant aura.

"Here Leah, papa is not arguing. After this papa there is an important meeting, papa still hope you want to go home," said Rahardian passed away and died 'kan Milea who was loyal to her position.

Brakes

"Adrrrghhhh!!" Milea moaned with frustration mixed with despair in a public place, making some visitors who came to focus their attention on Milea. But a second later, they returned to their respective busy lives, dying Milea who was crying with her face hidden in the folds of her hands on the table.

Kreeets

Brukh

Someone came from nowhere to pull Milea's body into her arms, making Milea wriggle for release.

"Calm down. It's me" whispered the man. Slowly but surely, Milea returned her embrace and roared a roar venting anger in the chest of the field of that man named Zaky.

I shouldn't have followed your plan if I knew it would be like this. Milea, I'm sorry.