Beautiful Guards
Wine

In one place, a woman was sitting on a bed with a blank look looking ahead. Next to her the mother continued to try to persuade her daughter to eat.

"Bianka baby, eat huh? Just little! How many days have you not eaten? I don't want you to be sick, baby. Look, Mama's favorite kid is getting messy." Refer Ranti to her youngest child.

Silent. Bianka was still unmoved in her place, as if her mother's persuasion was just the wind then mere. Ranti sighed, she placed the rice along with side dishes in the dish on the nightstand. He saw the pale face of his daughter who had been a few days had never moved from the bed. His job was just daydreaming with an empty view, I don't know what he thought. Only God and He know.

"Bianka darling. Don't gini son. Mama can't see your son like this. Mama please, go back to being Bianka Mama's old favorite,"

The sobs of the woman caught Bianka's attention. He looked at the figure of Mother who always cared for him, when Brother and his father actually cornered him. Blaming himself for everything that happened.

His hands stretched out to wipe away the tears of those he loved most. The movement made Ranti directly look at her daughter. Pleased? Sure oes. Although not yet willing to talk, but this movement is also a good progress.

"Darling?"

"Don't cry. Bianka doesn't want to see Mama cry." Bianka weak. Maybe because it has been a few days not eating makes his body deficient in nutritional intake and vitamins.

"Honey. Mama's so happy to see you're talking. Don't be like this anymore, Mama can go crazy looking at you like this baby." Ranti quickly pulled Bianka's body into her arms.

Bianka was silent again, though not like yesterday with that blank look. This time he put his ears on and listened to his mother speak.

"Well, baby, we'll eat first, okay?" Bianka. Ranti was happy not to play and immediately fed her beloved daughter who ate so greedily. After feeding her child, Ranti went out to let her daughter rest.

After her mother died, Bianka took her cell phone which she turned off in a nightstand drawer. After opening the phone, the first thing he looked for was news about himself and Zaky. But, when he searched, the news just did not exist.

"How is it possible? Wasn't the news a scene before? If the news starts to subside though, it should not be lost track of this, right? But why did it suddenly disappear?" Mumbled Bianka tried once more to search for the news. Niente. Not a single bit of news remained, even his name seemed clean now, and the virtual world began to calm down, already not gossiping about him anymore.

"Who cleaned up this news? Satria or papa? Or..."

"Well, you're right. I'm a jerk and a bastard. I am the devil!! I hate you!! because you! I have to lose the only person I care about in this world!!"

Bianka was silent with her hands clenched. Still vividly remembered in his brain, how rude Zaky was to him back then. He said he hated himself.

"You hate me, don't you? Then I'll make you feel what I feel." His murmur was full of flashes of vengeance and anger.

***

Tak

Nala stopped her work when she saw a lunch box placed on her desk. Raising his head, he could clearly see. The cute handsome man now smiled at him, then pulled the chair in front.

"Want breakfast?" Bargain the man opened the lid of the provisions he brought. Inside were two sandwitches that he deliberately made, because he knew Nala did not have breakfast. Because this morning he could see the girl in front of him was hunting. Maybe wake up? I don't know.

"No, thank you."

"Related?"

Nala did not comment on Haikal's remarks. He kept himself busy in front of the computer screen, occasionally his eyes turned to the paper stacked on his desk.

Nala was actually hungry, it was just that she was too prestigious to say so. From earlier he tried to suppress his hunger, especially when he saw Haikal deliberately teasing him by slowing down eating.

Sighs. "Eat!" Haikal surrender. Facing a stubborn girl like Nala does have to be extra patient. He pushed the provision slowly towards Nala.

"I'm not hungry,"

Krukkkkk

Haikal smiled amusedly as the girl's mouth and stomach were not in line. Nala, she cursed in her heart. He could have his stomach ringing at a time like this.

Haikal got up, pulled up a chair and sat down next to Nala. He took a piece of Sandwitch and handed it to Nala.

"Open your mouth!"

Nala looked at Haikal for a moment, then switched on the sandwitch he had in his hand. "I can do it myself!"

Hap

The man held Nala's hand as the girl intended to take over the food from her hand. "Open your mouth!" Declared.

"But--"

"Open!!" He gave up the only way. Nala opened her mouth, letting the sandwitch in to prop her stomach up. His eyes glanced at Haikal's bead eyes which were also staring at him.

Both are equally silent. Haikal's hand still held Nala's hand tightly. While the girl was nervous when she saw their position that was quite close.

Haikal averted his gaze as he felt something strange begin to possess him. He took off Nala's hand and put the sandwitch back into the stock, after which he walked out without saying a word. It made Nala confused as well as restless.

What's wrong with her? Why did he leave without saying anything? Is he mad at her? And there are many more questions lodged in Nala's mind that only he can pendam, without being able to meet.

Inside his room, Haikal leaned behind the door while holding his fierce rumbling chest. Not without reason he left earlier, only his desire suddenly rose when he was with Nala. Because he respected the girl, so he left before really colonizing her.

"Shit!!"

Haikal cursed then quickly opened the door, walking towards Zaky's room.

Cclek

"Borrow the bathroom!!" Before asking, Haikal took the initiative to answer first. He quickly passed towards the room hidden behind the bookshelf. That Zaky made it special so that when he was overtime, he could spend the night there without having to go home to the apartment.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Not knowing."