The Passion of the Guards
Chapter 28 - TGSP

"Have you eaten her, Rin?" Juan asked, the young man was already preparing with his clothes. Long training pants are also his jacket.

"Where are you going?" Syera asked, she had just finished helping Romlah do the dishes. 

"Nganterin Rinda to school." Answer Juan.

"Ihhh want to come, can you?" Syera asked again, she looked at Juan with a pleading gaze.

"Can."

"Yee, where's the Rinda?" Ask Syera while wailing.

"To the bathroom, wash your hands. Here, wear a jacket."

"Why should?" Ask Syera.

"Cold, it's still morning baby." Juan answered while gently shuffling Syera's hair because of anxiety.

"Ohh, hehe." Syera grinned, then put on a jacket that Juan held out. The jacket belonging to the young man had the scent of Juan, making Syera comfortable to wear her. 

"Come brother, Rinda is done." Take Rinda, not Juan, but Syera. In fact, the little girl pulled Syera's hand out.

"Well, you don't have class today?"

"Holiday, tomorrow. But males, you want to skip it."

"Can't do it, pretty." Said Juan while rubbing the soft cheeks of Syera.

"See tomorrow, he said he wants to nganter Rinda school, ayoo." Take Sera, Juan also chuckled. Finally, Juan also hugged his second, with Rinda sitting in the middle. 

Juan riding his motorcycle away from his house at a moderate pace, Syera enjoyed the cool air this morning. 

"Sister.." 

"Yes, honey. What's up?"

"Sweet sister, she seems very happy to ride a motorbike." Ask Rinda.

"Yes, I love riding bikes." Shera answered gently, occasionally Shera rubbed Rinda's hair. Earlier, with his spoiled Rinda wanted to be tied hair by Syera. The girl was happy to do it, even though she occasionally prank on the little girl. 

After fifteen minutes, they finally arrived at school. Syera got off the bike first, followed by Rinda. 

"Rinda used to be a pretty sister." 

"Yes, the spirit of learning?" 

"Surely beautiful sister." Rinda answered with a sweet smile. 

"This is pocket money for you." Syera gave Rinda 20 grand.

"It's too much, brother."

"How much are you usually giving her pocket money?" Syera asked patiently, making Juan smile at the interaction of Syera and her sister.

"Five thousand, brother."

"Why, the rest of it in the canister or make pocket money tomorrow huh?" Syera said, she tidied Rinda's hair that was slightly disheveled by the wind during the trip earlier.

"Yaudah, thank you beautiful sister."

"Yes, equally. Come on in, the bell's coming in." 

"Don't you pretty sister." Syera simply replied by waving her hand until Rinda entered her classroom.

Syera saw a school that looked very crowded, many traders also sold in the area around the school. 

"What, jajan first?" Ask Juan.

"Hmmm, I can." Syera replied, Juan parked his motorbike, then took a walk while holding the hands of the beautiful girl.

"Which one do you want?"

"Buntle, too many of his sorts, that." Answer Shera. 

"A roll egg snack would you like? Or fish meatballs? I used to run out of Rinda's nganterin, fish meatballs first." 

"May deh." 

Juan also bought two packs of fish meatballs, both of which ate while sitting in a park near the school. 

"Nake too." 

"Don't you, baby?"

"Hmm, that's fine." Syera answered while laughing. 

"After this we're going straight home?" Ask Juan.

"Go home to your house, huh? I don't want to go home to papa."

"Yes, baby." Juan replied, he gently rubbed the top of Syera's hair with a small smile. 

"Who, in the vicinity there is a boarding house or inn?" 

"Regular, hehe. Time doesn't understand." Syera gave a mischievous smile looking at Juan, making the young man chuckle.

"Well, what I said is that you must be addicted. Aye right?" 

"Yes, it's delicious. Got you big." Shera replied slowly, afraid that someone would hear their chatter.

"You're also cramped, really good." Juan's whisper made Syera's face reddish.

"So, is there not?" Ask Syera.

"There's nothing here." Answer Juan.

"Hmmm, yawah." 

"We're home?" Syera nodded her head assent, Juan took his motorbike and Syera climbed into the bonnet of Juan's motorbike. The beautiful girl hugged Juan's waist tightly, leaning her chin on the handsome young man's shoulder. Like his other lovers. 

"Darling.."

"Hmmm, yes." 

"Where do you think my house is?"

"Woven anyway, the most comfortable it is because of his togetherness." Answer Shera slowly. 

"In addition, there is a very good mother figure and attention to her child." Shera continued, making Juan realize there was something wrong with the tone of the beautiful girl's voice. 

"Are you okay, baby?"

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just, maybe I miss my late mother, baby." Syera replied, Juan stopped the speed of his motorcycle on the side of the road.

"Darling.."

"Hmm.." replied Syera, she looked up at the handsome face of the man in front of her. Juan framed Syera's face and wiped the tears on her smooth cheeks.

"Propay is beautiful? I know, it's not an easy thing, but you have to be able to deal with all this." 

"Yes, but I can't accept papa's marriage anymore, same with me, which." Answer Syera lirih.

"If your father is happy, you must be ready to accept him inevitably, dear."

"It all makes me badmood." 

"Sorry, we're going home now." Juan turned his motor back on, then drove it toward his house. 

After arriving home, Syera also chatted with Romlah, while Juan had to wash his clothes, including washing clothes that were made a rag yesterday by Syera. He also had to wash the dress that Syera had worn yesterday.

Juan knows very well, if Syera may not be used to washing her own clothes, if you wash yourself, must use the washing machine, not using hands. Well, there is no washing machine here, so you have to wash by hand.

"Darling, what else?" Ask John.

"Holy clothes, that."

"Isshh, how come I got washed too? Here, have me let me be my own holy." Syera.

"No, my dear."

"I'm ashamed of your mother, who. The time all of you do it anyway, look like I'm his spoiled son." 

"Father, baby. Mama I'm not, she's good." 

"Yes, he's good. Look at your mama, feel like look at mama I know not." Say Syera with a smile.

"Yaudah, consider her your mama, who."

"Yes, she'll be my mom, too, right? Mama-in-law is exactly that." Syera answered with a sweet smile.

"Yes, it's up to you."

"Are that what?"

"And we haven't got the blessing of your papa, baby." Answer Juan. I don't know, he's worried that Syera's papah doesn't approve of their relationship, so what?

"Mildly, if papa is not our blessing. Then his grandson acts." Syera replied while playing her eyebrows.

"Huh, baby you don't fuck around."

"We've been kind, yang." Answer Syera while chuckling. 

"Snake." 

"You're naughty too, baby." Say Syera again. 

"Yes, I'm naughty because you give me a chance." Answer Juan.

"Yes, so what's so bad about me or you?"

"We're both naughty, baby." replied Juan, the two chuckled. They continued to chat, although Juan was washing and Syera was sitting on a small chair.

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