I'M Nathasya Gustari
Panicked

Caca wanted to ignore the whereabouts of some of his bodyguards. He wants to assume they don't exist.

But the existence of the bodyguards are not small, enough to attract the attention of the guardian students when he drove Mentari.

Moreover, they come down and check the school to ensure its safety. Making Caca growled and ashamed of the other guardians.

Come on, this is not an elite school that people might be used to seeing men in suits escorting one of the students.

Caca's financial ability was once, only able to send Mentari to an ordinary school. But it's good enough. Although not according to the standards of Tara who had wanted to move Mentari to an elite school not far from the house they live in.

After leaving Mentari to his homeroom teacher. Caca approached the bodyguard who had just finished checking school security.

Because the whispers of the mothers began to bother him. Once when she was a widow, she was already a gossip. And now that he's married, he's back as gossip. They think he seduced a rich man for his own pleasure.

"You're just asked to keep us from afar! so don't look too flashy." whispered Caca furiously.

"This is already an order from Master, Madam." replied one of the bodyguards with a lowered head, who had previously glanced behind Caca's back in fear.

Caca sighed. If it had been an order from Tara, it would not have been able to resist. Because the men of great bodies will not listen to his words. Let her do the calculation with her husband.

"You too! why keep following me!" caca's jolt to the driver starting that day will deliver as well as guard it directly.

Caca gawked past those men. Get in the car, close the door violently.

The car left the Mentari school yard. Followed by a bodyguard car that was partly waiting at school to take care of his old son.

Caca just kept grumbling in his heart. Cussing at her husband who feels so excessive.

"The wife and son of the president are not so very careful!" sulk Caca by fiddling with her phone screen, to send a warning message to her husband. "I am the Queen of England!"

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Although the conditions are still conducive, but Tara did not relax her vigilance.

He always asked for reports of suspicious movements or people in the house, also asked for security reports of his children and wife every hour.

He did not want to let his guard down and heed the safety of the two angels in his life.

Tara, who was leading the meeting, smelled her smile as soon as she read the threatening message from her wife.

"Look! you will pay for all the suffering and embarrassment from those useless guards today, ma'am!" tara is very anxious for his wife if she is angry like that. It would definitely look adorable if he saw it straight away.

Aah just imagined it had made Tara miss his wife. Wanted an early afternoon and he could return home, hug his wife.

He is not the CEO of the world of novels that his wife often reads.

There is a lot of work that he does as a leader.

Not to mention meetings with clients who are always there every day. Not infrequently until night.

Meetings with various branches that he has. Go down directly to the hotel or restaurant scattered in various directions.

He always wants to make sure himself if all his business runs smoothly without any useless people who only harm the company and other employees.

He can only work from home if he is really in an urgent condition or sick. That was all his responsibility he entrusted to his assistant.

Tara thought for a moment. When can he come directly to Bali with his son and wife?

Due to this situation, he could not possibly calm down leaving his family to go out of town for days. Even with the bodyguards doubled.

And his mind couldn't possibly focus on work if he left. Instead of being sorted out, everything can get messy.

"Later think about it." replied Tara who then ended the meeting that morning.

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Caca is creating a new design for the clothes she sells. Inspired by his daughter who never wanted to choose clothes and always combine her own clothes.

And the good thing is, every dress chosen and matched by his daughter looks nice and fitting. Always able to inspire in Caca's head.

No wonder the children's products that he sells, 70% of it is girls' clothing. And it's always selling well.

His phone rang the incoming call tone from an unknown number. Without any prejudice, Caca raised the call with his hands still busy with paper and pencil dancing on it.

"Hello mistress. Young miss accident at school. Madam hope to come to sekola-" has not had the person who knows who finished his speech. Caca immediately turned off the connection and rushed to the princess' school.

Outside, the car was also prepared. He waited for himself to hurry. It seemed like the entire bodyguard already knew what he was worried about.

"Come fast!" caca jolts at the driver who is also the head of the bodyguard.

"That will jeopardize your safety mistress" replied the man named Bima by remaining calm. The man had already gone through various events and happenings with his master. So he does not feel panic when there is a condition at this time.

"Are you not taught to speed?! you're never in a hurry?!"

"I'm not a driver, ma'am. So I don't take care of things like that."

Caca growled with annoyance because his driver always answered and defied his orders which was the opposite of what Tara ordered.

But he is sure. Everyone who looks after Tara has been trained in all situations including speeding.

"You want to take responsibility if my son is okay?!" caca jolted again as they stopped at the red light.

"Young lady is fine, madam. The young miss was already in the doctor's care." still replied calmly without caring for her master's wife who already looked extremely angry and agitated.

"Sir is also on his way to school. So the madam doesn't have to worry."

Caca is getting quieter. If Tara had gone down straight away. Means the state of his daughter is not okay as in Bima said.

Although his feelings are uncertain with the car that has not yet approached the goal, but Caca no longer makes a fuss with Bima pressing. Because the woman was sure she would only waste her energy on debates that would not pay off anything.

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Sorry, gaes last night didn't come up.. I write only half time 😭