Sexy Bodyguard Jack
What a Weird Morning

"I don't know what to say. I know you are very sad at this time. But, My James, one thing is for sure, we have to let it go. You have to let Mr. Johnson go... Papa's. You have to let Papa go. Sorry if my words are wrong. But we have to face reality, right? I understand how you feel now. I was in a position like this too. I lost my father too. So, please.you are stoic. You let Papa go, huh?"

James nodded, then he looked up. "I'll try to let it go. You're with me, aren't you? Keep me in the face of all this. I only have you, I have no one else. It's just you, Rose. You're all I have. Don't ever leave, don't ever leave me, please?"

I feel sorry for you, James. Whether you're lying or not. Whether you have another wife or not. But seeing you like this, I feel sorry. But I can't promise.

"Rose?"

"I...."

"Please, don't you ever leave me, please?"

Forced, I nodded.

"Thank you, Rose. Thank you, dear." James clutched me tightly. "Maybe this is why lately I have always thought of wanting to have children immediately. So that I may have a family, so that I may not be a kara anymore."

My God... Is this guy pretending or not? Why does all this seem convincing? If he wasn't pretending, then the voice of the woman back then, who was he? The sound of a baby crying at that time, whose child was it? I'm confused, God....

"Rose, I have to go back to Indonesia." James let go of his embrace, then he looked back at me with his heart. "I have to take care of Papa's body. You...."

I shook my head, not wanting to be left in Australia any longer. "I'm coming home, huh? Our honeymoon is over, right?"

James thought for a moment, then nodded. "All right, we're ready. I'll buy you the fastest flight."

"Yes" I said.

James got up, even me. I immediately went to the bathroom and prepared warm water for us to take a shower. While waiting for the water to fill up, I went out and prepared a change of clothes and put them on a hanger near the dressing table and made the bed.

"Darling?"

"Emm?"

"May you please make me some coffee?" the question is, his voice sounds so soft. He was now sitting leaning against the sofa with a cell phone in his hand.

It was strange to hear James speak so soft and sincere. I'm nodding. "Yes. I'm making it now, yeah."

"Thank you, dear." He smiled sincerely.

He thanked her once more, then poured his coffee onto a small plate and drank it slowly. James was like that, he didn't blow his coffee, to reduce the heat, he poured it into the plate of the cup-till before drinking it from the plate. Now James seems relaxed and I think he's trying to accept everything that's going on in his life.

"Is there anything else you need?"

"Nothing." She shook her head.

"Then I shower first-"

"We took a shower together, huh? I don't want to be alone. Can, right?"

Hmm...why is she so soft now? Why is there anything to ask permission for? You're getting weird now.

"Rose, can?"

"Yes. Can."

"Thank you." James finished the coffee he had just poured onto the plate and got up from his seat and took my hand to the bathroom.

You're weird, why are you so gentle? But nevermind. Maybe because you are in a state of mourning, so you become strange like this.

"Rose," said James, when we were in the bathroom, he took off his shirt and pulled me in front of the sink.

The deg!

"I love you so much" he whispered. Then he kissed my nose, then my lips. Such a soft kiss. He smiled, and looked at me deeply.

Don't tell me you want to have sex with me now.

"Rose?"

"Emm?"

"I want to change. I want to be a better person. I want to be a good husband to you. I don't just want to have this marriage with you. But I also want to get your heart fully. I want you to love me too. I will strive for it, I will fight to get your heart. I promise, I'll be better. But you also promise, yes, you must always be loyal to me. Never betray me. Please, promise?"