RANDOM HUSBAND

RANDOM HUSBAND
CHAPTER 83 - PERSONAL BODYGUARD


Ayna woke up. He saw a wall clock that showed at 9 a.m.


The woman immediately got up and ran towards the bathroom. He woke up bad luck, because last night video call with the husband, until almost morning.


It should be until 11. But the unwillingness to disconnect the call, made the chatter both continue until the morning.


'Pity, Mas Alex.' Ayna felt guilty. Her husband must be sleepy at work.


After a while, Ayna was well dressed. Last night he had permission from Alex, to go to his parents' house. And Alex has allowed it.


After saying goodbye to Mama, Ayna will leave with a driver.


"Why are you here?" Ask Ayna after she gets in the car. A tall and well-built man also came in and sat down beside the driver.


"Sorry Miss. I'll control you." Answer the man who used to be security in the house.


"Me-guarding? What's for?" Ayna was uncomfortable. Why was he given a bodyguard. He usually leaves only with the driver.


"This is Alex's orders, miss." Answer the tough guy.


"I don't need a bodyguard. What the hell is Alex this." Ayna picked up the phone that was in the bag. He would call Alex, refusing to be given a bodyguard.


Ayna snorted, Alex did not answer her call.


"Sorry before. I'll go with the driver." Ayna tried to refuse.


"Sorry, Miss. Mr. Alex ordered me to control you as long as you're out of the house." Obviously the man.


"But I don't need a bodyguard."


"This is Alex's order."


"Just this, you stay here. No need to control me. Later if Mr. Alex calls, I'll tell you if you control me." Ayna.


"Sorry, Miss. Please don't make it harder for me."


"Mem-difficult? I'm making things difficult for you?" Ask Ayna back.


"Sir Alex has entrusted me to escort you. If something happens to you, I will bear it. I have 2 very young children. If I'm troubled, who will bear their lives later."


Lah, the man was even venting.


"alright. Mr. Driver, let's go." Ayna also gave up. However, the man was just doing his job. This is all Alex's orders.


About 30 minutes, Ayna arrived at her parents' house. He told the driver and the bodyguard to go home. He plans to stay up until night or maybe stay at his parents' house.


The driver nodded. Different from the guards. The man chose to stay.


"I don't need a bodyguard. I'm safe in my parents' house."


"Sorry, Miss. As long as you're out of the house, you're still my responsibility. So please-"


"Suell up." Ayna chose to enter the house. The bodyguard was very stubborn. He offered to negotiate a blind salary, but the man refused.


"Mother..." Call Ayna and knock on the door.


Mother opened the door and was shocked to see the princess coming. The middle-aged woman immediately hugged her son.


Then Mother was confused, seeing the man behind Ayna. That man is not Alex. Mother wondered what was going on with her daughter. Why bring another man? Is Ayna fighting with her husband?


"He's... Bun Guards. Mas Alex was on duty outside, so Ayna escorted him." Obviously Ayna is like reading Mother's confusion.


"Oh... Mother kira."


"Sir Alex ordered me to escort Miss Ayna." Clearly the bodyguard was bowing his head.


"Please come in." Mother let the man in.


The man came in and sat in the living room.


Hearing that Ayna laughed. Why Mother even thinks she has a new boyfriend. She already has a husband.


"Mother was afraid, if you have a problem with Alex." Mother is still worried. His daughter was married to a foreign man. Alex could have hurt the princess.


"Mother, don't worry. Ayna and Alex are fine. Alex also sends greetings to Father and Mother. He's sorry he hasn't been here in a long time."


Mother nodded in relief. Her daughter's marriage was fine. Seeing Ayna's happy face, Alex must have treated her daughter well.


"Dad's home." Said the middle-aged man entering the house. The man was shocked to see a stranger in his house.


"Dad's home." Hearing the father's voice, Ayna immediately ran over. He hugged his father tightly.


"Son, who is that?" Ask Dad. Just like Mother, Dad felt bad to see the tall and sturdy man.


"That's... Guards, Dad." Bisik Ayna's.


"Watchers?" Ask Dad confused.


Ayna explains that the man was ordered by Alex to escort her outside the house.


Father also understood, even though he had thought that the man had a relationship with the princess.


Ayna spends time with her Mom and Dad. Since marriage, she has rarely met her parents.


"Yes, Son. Looks like Papa's coming home tomorrow. Dad will buy you lots of toys. It's Papa's job first, get the money..."


Ayna overheard the bodyguard chat. It seems to be talking to his son.


The woman felt bad. He said last night he would stay here and the bodyguard would stay over as well. The reason is to keep his security. His children were waiting at home.


Ayna also canceled her intentions. He won't stay overnight and will stay overnight when Alex is home.


Even though Mom and Dad were disappointed. But they understand Ayna's reason. And Alex did that too because he wanted to protect his wife.


"Come, we're home." Take Ayna to the bodyguard. Ayna had ordered a taxi, she also did not want the driver to pick her up.


The guard was confused, but Ayna said she would stay the night. Why are they now home.


When she got home, Ayna sent the bodyguard away. When he got home, the man's job was done.


'Mas Alex... Lift dong.' Ayna tried to call her husband. He does not want to be watched by guards. Very uncomfortable and cannot be free. It is safe without guards. But Alex gave him a bodyguard. What was her husband afraid of?


"Hello... It's Alex." Say Ayna as soon as the call is connected.


"Darling, I'm sorry. I'm busy."


"Sorry, Mas. I'm just saying, I don't want any bodyguards."


"Can't." Reject Alex quickly.


"Yes..."


"No dear. As long as I'm here, that bodyguard will take care of you."


"But, Mom..."


"There's no but-but. He will take care of you. Honey, I'm closing up. I'll call you later tonight again. Love you my dear. Muach muach..."


Ayna could not answer, Alex had ended his call. That guy is really busy.


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