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“Dad?”
“You're coming, let's sit.” Rasha's father who was opening the files in front of her invited us to sit in front of a special table in her study
Faintly, I could hear the sounds of men chatting loudly, it must be Sam's army, considering Bayu led them to the large living room behind the house. In the past, the room was made specifically for Rasha's father to wear if he had to hold an impromptu meeting with other members of his army.
Rasha's father was tidy with his moss green uniform, his hair was tidy and his face looked fresh.
After the two of us sat in the two front seats of his desk, only then did this middle-aged man focus his attention on us completely.
“How about Sam and his troops?” I asked Bayu.
“They're already in the back. After this I'll be there.” Rasha's father nodded at her son's reply.
“Then, I have heard of your plans to move to that new house. But I have to say that you can't move there.”
“Why?” Bayu asked quickly before I even frowned in surprise.
“The situation is not so safe. Those people have not been caught and news of your marriage has been spread.”
“Those people?” I asked not to understand who Rasha's father meant but I just glanced at Bayu as if to question him why I asked about it.
“They? You mean Rey's father, Alfred?” Bayu asked back.
Rasha's father nodded. “And Luc. You can't ignore it.”
Once again I frowned in surprise because Bayu had never talked about someone named Luc.
“Luc?” I asked to glance at Bayu whose facial expression now looked even colder, the look in his eyes turned full of disappointment in an instant.
“And I've been discussing this with the Danendra family. They agreed, it would be safer if you were in the safe house. Evano also suspects that maybe some of his business rivals will sooner or later meet you.” Rasha's father told me about Luc.
“I will also place two guards to accompany you.”
“I too?” Ask Bayu.
“Yes! You too!”
“But it doesn't need for me.”
“Very need for you too.”
“What mother proposed this?”
“We both propose this.”
“Tapi—“
“No rebuttal!” I looked at the two men who were arguing. Bayu's face was indeed more like Kirana's mother, but her style, the way she sat, the look in her eyes and even her aura was more like Rasha's father.
Right after, the sound of knocking on the door cut off the sharp gazes of the two of them.
“Log in!” Excited Rasha's father.
I turned around to see who was coming, the face of the mother who appeared from behind the door.
“Dad, they've come.”
“Oh? Did ya? Right time, tell them to sign in.” Reply father looks very happy while standing up.
Mother disappeared from the doorway but I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching this room and appeared one man and one tall woman with a tense face, the casual dress in all black saluted Rasha's father from the doorway. Receiving a nod of his head, the two of them moved in.
“They have arrived. Let me introduce, she's Dika, who will take care of you.” Rasha's father looked at Bayu.
“And this is Lucy.” Next change looks at me.
“They both are the best students in martial arts.”
“Dad, I can't accept this! My martial arts aren't bad either. Better they both keep Icha alone—“ I immediately shook his hand to stop the protest that Bayu is serving.
Bayu glanced at me and I shook my head at him. “Listen to father, if anyone takes care of you it can make us stay calm, especially father and mother.”
“Good son.” Rasha's father's comments smiled at me and looked satisfiedly at Bayu.
For a moment this man seemed to be sighing deeply and it seemed like he had given up on resisting.
“Good! I'll accept her. But with one condition.”
“I want us to move into the house as planned, no safe house or anything.”
“Can't!”
“Then I will not accept this man.” Rasha's father seemed to think hard with Bayu's offer until a long sigh of omen he agreed was heard.
“Good! But I also have one condition.”
“Ayah~~” Whine Bayu annoyed. I chuckled softly, it was exciting to see their debate.
“You can move after we install some security tools there.”
“For that matter, I can't decide for myself. What do you think, my wife?” Bayu glanced at me with a gaze asking for advice.
I smiled happily at him, this man appreciates my voice.
“I don't mind.” Bayu nodded and looked back at Rasha's father.
“We accept it! But I have one condition.”
“Again??” The screams of Rasha's father that instantly made Bayu terbahak.
“Joking, just kidding. If I were to apply for another condition, I would have to repay him on another condition. If such continues, when will the end.”
“Really! You know your father well, son.” I let out a small laugh to see Bayu who was satisfied for judging Rasha's father.
I thought of my own father. Suppose I could be like this, talking casually without being awkward. But in fact what I feel with Davindra's father and Danendra's father is distance.
“You've just got married, you should have enjoyed your time, but circumstances that force us to always be careful.” Rasha's father's words broke my daydream.
I looked up at him and it was not only Dad, but Bayu was looking at me. Did I miss the conversation?
“Yes! We must be careful and always vigilant.” My answer.
“Well, welcome to Dika and Lucy. Please take care of them.” Rasha's father walked over to the two people who had been standing by the table watching us.
“Good sir!” Excite them compact who avenged the hand of Rasha's father.
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“Luc? Who's Luc?” I held Bayu's hand when we were outside Rasha's father's room. This man turned to look at me, his eyes glancing at Dika and Lucy who were right behind me.
“A person who was once a friend.” The answer is short and sounds ambiguous.
I frowned, my mind suddenly connecting Luc with a Phonex team member who betrayed them first, a story I heard from Bianca, Talia and Prof Bora at the official house.
But seeing how Bayu's expression was, I had a feeling he was more dangerous than Rey.
But the embrace of this man made me aware of him again. He took me to continue our path to the living room.
“Your mind must have guessed, anyway I will be calmer if you are always safe when I work later.”
“So, you'll start working tomorrow?” I asked to switch the conversation, wanting to forget about it for a moment.
“Yes, and there's a chance I won't be going home and on duty for the next six months
“Six months?!”
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