Sexy Bodyguard Jack
The Injured Soul

It was late in the afternoon when Bang Jack took me to the supermarket. With the big trolley he pushed, he told me to take whatever I wanted, be it a snack, instant food, or other types of kitchen spices in the form of packaging. He also told me everything he liked, like the black coffee brand he often consumed or the tea he liked.

Honestly, at first I felt disinclined. Not not not want, but disinclined. Really disinclined. And just when I want to take the chocolate and cheese off the shelf, I feel bad if I enjoy the life Bang Jack gave me, while his mother was locked up in a special hospital it was within limitations. I feel guilty.

"Why?" bang Jack asked because I put back what I was holding and put it back on the shelf.

I'm shaking. "Not to," I said.

"Why indeed?"

"I'm not good."

"Reason?"

"That, anu...."

"Say."

"Mama's in the hospital. He. His life is limited. Limited eating. But I'm instead...."

"Mama better stay there" said Bang Jack. He took my hands and held me firmly, while his eyes looked at me deeply. "Don't think strangely" he said. "There's a doctor who controls your health. The nurse helps her with all her needs. And as for food intake, there's a nutritionist. He ate to a sufficient standard so that his health was maintained. Sugar levels are not excessive, digestion is also awake. And I think from now on Mama's been going to eat a lot because she listened to your request, right? So you don't have to worry. And there's no need to feel bad. Can you hear me, Rose?"

I'm nodding. "So it's okay if I...?"

"It's okay. Buy whatever you want. After all, we need a lot of food for long-term stock. I won't let you out of the apartment without me, even if it's just to the minimarket to buy something, it won't. You can only leave the apartment if you have me or if you are in a precarious situation. The rest can't. I won't allow it. You gotit?"

"I don't mean to restrain you, Rose," his voice raspy, and softly heard. He rubbed my hair and kissed my side of my forehead many times. "I didn't mean to lock you up at all. It's not like that. I. I just want you to be safe. I don't want to lose you, nobody wants to kidnap you, or take you away from me. You can understand me, right? I will divide my time as much as possible for you, take you for a walk if I am free. Please, yes, you should never go alone. I don't want to lose anymore. Had enough. It's enough I feel the loss of the people around me."

Fix, the injured part of him that talks like that.

"Rose, promise me something, please?"

I pushed him gently, releasing his embrace from my body. Looking at her two glassy eyes, I nodded. "I'm not going anywhere without you. I promise."

"Thank you...."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Don't disbelieve?"

"will not. I won't mind my solitude, boredom, limitations of movement, or anything else. I'll stay quiet in the apartment, waiting for you to come home. I'm not going anywhere. I promise."

Relieved. Bang Jack pulled me back, once again holding me in his tight arms. Yeah, it wouldn't matter to me if my body was locked up in that multi-storey building. Because of my great love, I choose to understand the wounds in my beloved's soul. Who understands the wounds of loss better than the person who has experienced them himself? So I know, because I have experienced three times the pain of losing the people I love.

Well, like stocking things like people who want to open a stall, is no exception to stocking various types of fruits in large quantities, Bang Jack and I finally laughed to themselves. Including laughing at our lives that are like living in seclusion. How long will we keep hiding?

And you know, on that day I felt like my destiny wasn't really lucky. I felt like a quarry escaped from the tiger's nest, but instead mired into the lion's den. And, seeping into my little heart, even though there was a sweet side that made me happy, a life like this horrified me, I was afraid of her dark world, where my life was also at stake. Wrong, it could have been one time my life also floated.

But this love requires me to stay here. To be a remedy for his wounded soul. He needs me.