The Charm of My Hot Bodyguard
My Heartache

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Slowly Jonathan leaves Kia alone. He walked to his car in the hotel room. There Jonathan is offered by the Wongso family's private driver who delivers him to the party. Then he lit his cigarette fire while leaning on the front of the car waiting for Kia. The exhale of cigarette smoke into the air formed the letter O while imagining the face of her beautiful mistress. He did not want to see the woman in pain even he had to lose the woman who had torn apart his heart.

You idiot! Harvey is stupid! Why is a woman as beautiful and as good as Azkia hurt and thrown away? Suppose I had that woman. I make sure I take care of it and make it happy. Don't let him get hurt again for the next time!

Jonathan shook his head. Could the opportunity exist? Will Azkia also have the same heart as Jonathan feels, right now? How ridiculous!

His right leg kicked the pebble under his shoe.

"If you are sure of your heart, go after it and get it. Before anyone else takes it from your side!"

Jonathan gasped at the sound of someone suddenly standing next to him.

"Eh, what does that mean?" Jonathan looked to the side, where the man was standing. Jonathan had not yet found the answer. The sound of women screaming loudly.

"Azkiah..?"

Jonathan ran fast looking for the source of the sound to come from.

"Azekiah.."

"Where are you?"

Jonathan stopped running, panting for a moment. Then it was rough. His gaze was fixed on the woman leaning on the side body of the original parked car. Azkia was downcast while crying in fear. Very visible from Kia's shoulders that went up and down holding so tight sobs that the chest.

His face was covered with both palms. He's very scared right now. In his heart he kept praying for help to come.

"Relaxed Kia, there I am here," Jonathan patted Kia's back gently.

Azkia's infected. Reflex shouted with all his might. But his voice did not come out yet. Jonathan's burly hand had already silenced Kia's mouth first.

"It's me, Jonathan!" jonathan quickly turned Kia's body to face him.

The tail of Nayla's eyes slowly looked towards the tall man standing before her. After confirming that the man is the bodyguard looks like him. Immediately Azkia hugged that strapping body.

"I'm scared Joe! Get me out of here!" stuff again.

Jonathan gulped his bitter salivary, as he watched his highly adored mistress in such a state of chaos.

Jonathan lets Kia cry for a moment to let out all the anger and pain of being let down and thrown away by our loved ones.

"Let's go home," Jonathan asked Kia who was beginning to calm down.

"He hurt me!" kia's voice stammered.

"No! That lady ja l4ng!" kia said again.

Azkia looked up and looked at Jonathan in the face with tears coming back.

Jonathan looked surprised, looking at Kia's pretty face that exposed someone's slap. And at the corner of his lips was a little bit of dried up blood.

"Joe! My heartache!" pekik Kia's. Increasingly tightened the circle of hands behind Jonathan's back and cried incessantly in the recesses of his neck.

"Borrow your shoulder, for a moment," Kia whispered softly in Jonathan's ear. Makes the owner shiver disco.

Jonathan nodded faintly. Either Azkia saw it or not. All he felt was that his chest was now wet with a clear circle of Azkia's that was rushing from the beautiful woman's eyes.

On the way home. Azkia still did not want to move her position from Jonathan's warm embrace that made her comfortable. Kia's eyes were closed with tightened hands coiled around Jonathan's sturdy neck.

Jonathan breathed a heavy breath. 'Shit!' earmarked. Foreign players who immediately hit all over the body because of the actions of the mistress of her employer. How could Jonathan survive in such a situation. There's something that wants to move freely down there. The more he held it the more dizzy his head. For the guardrail in the middle has been closed, so that the driver can not see freely towards the back.

In the end, Jonathan followed along also tightened his embrace on Kia's body.

Life is not as beautiful as imagined. Sometimes things don't go according to expectations. When we love our partner very much. But he was playing with fire behind us. Turn on fire, screaming for help. Want to not be that model?

Arriving at home. Jonathan opened the car door very slowly so as not to wake Kia up. Jonathan carries Kia's bridal style body to his bedroom.

The atmosphere of the house is deserted. The residents are already asleep in their dreams.

Slowly and very carefully Jonathan laid Kia's body on a king-size bed with pink sheets with flowers.

Jonathan tidied up the boy's hair covering Kia's face, then pulled a thick blanket to cover Kia's still-complete body in her dress.

After doing his job well. For a moment Jonathan looked at Kia's face that seemed to sleep comfortably on the bed. And don't forget also Jonathan set the room temperature of Kia's bedroom, so that he is not awake in his dream. After it was felt all, Jonathan sighed in relief while stretching the sore joint muscles.

Then, Jonathan moved from where he was now, but suddenly his arm was pulled by someone from behind. Jonathan's reflex turned his body and looked back. Azkia stuck out her hand, clasping Jonathan's arm tightly still with her eyes closed.

"Don't go.. Don't stay with Kia.." whine.

'Oh, my God, I'm going crazy!' Jonathan shook his head in a disheartened feeling. His body temperature suddenly rose to see the whining Azkia tightly hugging her arms. Until Jonathan's current position lies right next to Kia's body.

The more nervous, the less Jonathan's heart is beating at the moment. Moreover, Kia who continued to move Jonathan's hand wrapped around his slender body that was not covered in blankets perfectly. While Kia's hand moved to Jonathan's sturdy neck.

'Take a breath, exhale, ' Jonathan grumbled inwardly. 'Whatever my faith, Kia. If you deal with you like this. Awful curiosity soon seeped into the bottom of the no-man's bee!' his nag. Especially without carrying a map of Dora even though Jonathan certainly will not get lost in it.

For a second Jonathan held his breath. Relieves the nervousness and cold heat that increasingly hit him. However, his efforts were in vain. That beautiful, smooth face was getting closer to her face. Almost no distance.

'Can I bear not pouncing back on him? Only the somplak author knows next! Or I force it to be made more exciting story me and the beautiful Azkia!'

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