My Husband Bad Bodyguard Appearance
9. A broken feeling before it develops

"Hmmm....." Replied Doni nodded bitterly.

"Em e a-ku back first yes bang, fear of nyariin father," said Rani bangtung should how when near Doni at this time, honestly Rani was a little disappointed to hear that the face of the man in front of her could not possibly recover as usual.

"Yes," Doni said but his heart churned with disappointment, Doni knew that Rani deliberately did not want to linger here when she found out she might be deformed, again Doni smiled bitterly to resist the disappointment of the woman in front of him at this time. It seemed like the woman was going to really go away from him.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, in this world no one is loyal but Bimo. Perhaps with this calamity I could tell which one was truly sincere to me," inner Doni bitterly laughed as she looked at the woman in front with a complicated feeling.

"Bang Doni just rest, I say goodbye to go home first," said Rani before she passed away leaving Doni who was smiling but not a happy smile but a wry smile.

"Why is it fast?" Bimo asked in wonder usually the two will often chat long enough when the two accidentally cross paths.

"Maybe he has other business," replied Doni trying to cover up his heartache, let alone see the change in face of the woman who had been close to him.

"Oh...."

"I want to go out and find a snack, what do you want?" Ask Bimo who has changed into knee-length shorts and a tee shirt.

"No, I want to rest" he replied.

Bimo nodded in understanding without asking any more questions and he came out of his room.

"Later I will bring a snack afraid he will be hungry," Bimo's mind. Although Doni did not ask but Bimo knew that Doni had not had lunch, yes Doni refused lunch earlier in the hospital, of course before Reza picked them up earlier, Bimo understands that maybe Doni is still sad so he has no appetite.

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Precisely in the garden not far from the pavilion where the bodyguards were, there was a small road connecting the pavilion with the mansion.

Rani walks while daydreaming.

BRUGH'S...

"Eh father?" Greet Rani when she accidentally nudges someone.

"Why are you here?" Asked the butler who was none other than the father of the beautiful girl in front of him.

"Eh it's okay well, I just enjoy the atmosphere of the afternoon, who knows can see the sunset," elak Rani with a forced smile.

"Dreaming or enjoying? Until the father passed by did not know," the father replied staring at the child.

"He he he he he he, ah father," whined spoiled Rani.

"Here back, it's not good that the girls are dumb here later on the sticky tree that is there," replied the father trying to scare the child to quickly return to the mansion let alone the afternoon, it was time for the bodyguards to return to the pavilion.

"Well yeah," answered Rani obediently.

After that the butler headed to the food storage to check the food supplies, whether it was enough for this one month or not.

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Doni told Bimo that he wanted to rest but his words were not in harmony with his heart, he still could not fall asleep and closed his eyes.

Doni was silent looking up, his body was no longer feeling pain or anything but his heart was now actually sick.

Many times he took a long breath. He had to cut off the bud of love that was still small in his heart so as not to spread and grow big because he believed his love could not be reciprocated with his face that might have been deformed.

But he hastily denied it.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, there is no way anyone would want to be with this ugly me," the bitter laughter of Doni in his heart.

"To be right is impossible" he murmured .

"What is impossible?" Ask someone who's been standing not far from Doni.

"Well...." Doni felt shocked especially when he found out the man in front of him was not Bimo.

"Young tu-an...." Doni said, Honestly, Doni was surprised how he did not know the arrival of his young master.

Doni intends to get up to sit down because he feels uncomfortable when talking to his young master in a sleeping state.

"Don't, just sleep," the young master ordered at this time.

"But sir...." Reject Doni but quickly Abraham raised his hand so that Doni did not refuse his current order.

Finally, Doni understood.

"What's your current condition?" Ask Abraham.

"Alhamdulillah I'm okay," replied Doni but Abraham's eyes were fixed on Doni's face with sadness.

Doni who understood spoke up.

"Master don't be sad, I'm fine so you don't worry" Doni said.

"I don't know what to say, but I'm very grateful to you, to be honest when I'm there alone.... I've given up maybe this is the end of my life but I can't believe that anyone bravely broke through the fire to save me. This is accepted as a sign of my gratitude" Abraham explained, he handed over the house certificate to Doni as a gift of thanks, although it was not worth the sacrifice of Doni.

"Master shouldn't say that because protecting the young master is our duty" Doni explained as he pushed the map, Doni refused as it was his responsibility as a bodyguard.

"Receive it, even if it's not worth what you're doing. Take it easy it's not me taking it or asking from papa. It's all pure my money so you don't feel shy or worried.

"But sir....'' Doni wanted to refuse but Abraham's sad face made him feel bad to refuse.

Abraham again thrust the map earlier, while Doni still tangent to how? Refusing can not let alone the sad gaze of the young master.

"Take it...." Abraham Pinta.

Doni let out a heavy sigh, hesitatingly Doni took the map in front of him at this moment.

"Thank you, sir" said Doni.

"Although that's nothing with your sacrifice. Oh yes I will try to operate your face so that it can be healed but you have to wait, can't, explained Abraham.

"I mean sir," Doni still could not believe the word that came out of the young master's mouth that said or rather sought his approval at this time.

"I will try even harder to raise money so that your face is back to how it was" Abraham said softly.

"You don't have to say that anymore, sir. Thank you for taking the time to visit me" replied Doni formally.

"There is no need to thank him for the umpteenth time" the young master refused.

Seriate....