Sexy Bodyguard Jack
The Sweet Lie

"Calm down. He won't hurt you" said Bang Jack. He looked at me expectantly. "Please, don't turn it down, will you?"

Sure oes. How could I possibly refuse it? It won't be able to. Although she's not my mother, but I love the feeling that covers me right now. This is what a mother's embrace feels like. Warm and fun. A hug I never felt. Since the only woman who ever hugged me was my grandmother, that was already a few dozen years ago. And now, there's a mother holding me. How could I possibly refuse it?

I'm nodding. "No way" I whispered. I returned his embrace.

"It's really Rose. My daughter." I felt that old hand patting my back, interspersed with stroking my long hair. "Don't cry, honey. Don't be afraid, there's Mama here. The important thing is that Rose has gone home."

I don't know what to say. And, worse, I don't know how to act as a real princess in front of her mother. At least, I knew I had to hug her back and reply *her crumbs when she treated me like that. Luckily, it was lunch time. A nurse came to bring him a tray of food.

"Mom want me to steam?" my many.

He's a little stunned. "Mother?" he asked, and then Bang Jack realized my mistake. I should call her mom, not mom.

"Sorry, I mean... Mamma. Mama want me to steam? Want, huh?"

Now his mother Bang Jack nodded. I took her back to her nursery bed and I took the tray of food out of the sister's hand and fed her. Bang Jack grabbed a chair in the corner of the room and pulled it near the bed. He just sat watching us.

While eating, the mother I was crying continued to chatter. He said that he was very happy to meet me - in the sense that he was happy to meet the girl he thought was his daughter. He even asked me where I was going, what I was doing, and so on.

I can only tell you about my true daily life, without being able to mention that the one who raised me was my own real father. I can only call him my father and now he's dead.

Well, everything seems to be going well except for one thing: on the back of my hand there are no birthmarks or moles. And I realized that when his mother Bang Jack noticed my hand.

"My hands are laser," lie. "Because of the hot oil, so it must be treated."

Oh my God, I'm sorry for lying.

"It's okay. What matters is that you are healthy. There are good people who will take care of you. You've gone home to Mama's arms. And Mama doesn't want to lose you again. Don't leave Mama again, will you, honey? Mama loves you so much."

Haru's. I grabbed a tissue from the bedside table. It was like there was a dam breaking. My tears. My emotions. Everything's flooding out. I'm losing control.

"Hey, don't cry. Mama's here. Jack's bang is home, right? He'll take care of us. You know, your brother promised Mama he wouldn't go to Germany again. College is over."

Hm... Bang Jack took a deep breath, developing his lungs. After exhaling again, he closed his eyes and said, "I."

Let it. He'll be fine. He is a strong man and can overcome his own pain.

With me, that old woman - who I now call my mama, she looks so happy. She smiled throughout our moment together, and she also unceasingly stroked my face, hair, and hands. At his touch I was at any part he could reach. He, he did not stop expressing his regret for not being able to accompany his daughter through a period of growth.

At first glance, he looks healthy. But honestly not, because he could no longer feel if the one in front of him was really his daughter or not. Bang Jack whispered, This is not the first time, his mother always behaved like that when she saw a young girl. He always thought it was his daughter. But only this time there are people who want to survive, agree and respond to this drama. Drama: the sweet lie, which spares him from the state of down and hysteria, plus spares him from the injection of tranquilizers.

It's okay, really. I am willing to be his daughter. At least he can smile and look happy. That's enough.

"Jack," called him as the son went back into his ward and sat down in a chair. "Mama's going home."

Oh, myGod....

"Mama's healthy, son. Take Mama home, will you?"

Bang Jack nodded. "But later, if your condition has completely recovered."

"Son, Mama-"

"Listen to Jack, okay?"

"But Mama wants to be with Rose."

"Yes, Ma. But later, wait for your condition to completely recover. Mom still needs a doctor. Then at Mama's house why-why, Rose sad, right? Rose just got home, Mama doesn't want to make her sad, does she?"

Mama nodded.

"I'll come here often" I said. "I promise."

"You promise?" she asked while holding both my hands.

"Yes, I promise. I'll definitely come back to see Mama. Don't worry, yeah. I love Mama."

My mom smiled and I replied. After that we hugged again long enough, he kissed me again on the forehead, then kissed my right cheek, then my left cheek, then both palms and the back of my hand. I did the same to him, he smiled happily, and finally me and Bang Jack said goodbye: to put an end to this sweet lie, and certainly to continue it again another day.