Trapped in Love Handsome Bodyguard

Trapped in Love Handsome Bodyguard
Women have no shame


Stevi continued to look in admiration at the man who had only focused on the chickpea plant in front of him. His hand that held the scissors continued to clean the dry leaves and useless twigs. The man did not care at all about the beautiful woman who kept following him.


"Mas Hanif isn't tired?? Don't you want to drink first??" Stevi thrust a bottle of mineral water at Hanif.


But it seemed Stevi had to swallow the disappointment pill because Hanif just glanced at her and then continued his near-completed work. It was late in the afternoon, so he had to be quick as well.


But Stevi's not his name if you give up just like that. She seems to be a shameless girl. The beautiful twenty-two-year-old woman with dimples on her right cheek had already made her choice to Hanif. A simple farmer who is so handsome according to Stevi.


Stevi followed Hanif who was moving further and further away. Tracing the chickpea plants planted in a long line.


"Mas Hanif, said Mas Adam you don't have a girlfriend yet?? So let's dong if I'm one of the candidates"


"I can live in Mas Hanif's village. Simple life rich gini is not papa origin same you" said Stevi shyly.


Hanif still did not budge but his ears still listened to the woman who he thought had no self-esteem.


Since the first time they met, Hanif had been uncomfortable because Stevi kept following him every time. Unlike Fany who is more reserved and not as much of a whimper as Stevi.


As of now, Stevi had been following him since this afternoon. Not just once, but many times Hanif drove Stevi from there, until finally Hanif tired himself and did not bother Stevi since.


"But sorry, this ma'am is not my criteria woman. It's not that I'm arrogant but that I don't like aggressive women like this mama"


There's a bit of poignancy like pinching in Stevi's heart. But the woman just ignored him.


"Well, why is it aggressive?? Nowadays, if women do not act quickly, sometimes men are late. We can't marry dong!!"


"Stop Ma'am!!" Hanif growled at Stevi. He looked at Stevi sharply. He didn't think there was a woman as thick as Stevi.


"I don't like Mbak being around me constantly rich gini. Honestly, I don't like it, so I beg you to keep the attitude of the Ma'am" Hanif immediately turned to leave Stevi staring at his departure. Hanif knew his words would hurt Stevi's feelings. But he didn't care, he felt that he had to be firm from the start.


Another case with Hanif who felt himself a little cruel to Stevi, the woman actually commented on his thin smile.


"No papa Stev, he doesn't know how rich your charm is. Don't be discouraged for that rare human dapetin!!" Stevi cheered herself.


Indeed it seems he has found the end of his search for love. He had already determined that Hanif was the man he would make as his love harbor later.


Although Hanif was only a farmer, Stevi was confident that he could live happily with Hanif with simplicity. Later he can also help hanif by starting a small business in Adam's birth lota.


Stevi is also not afraid of her parents who will certainly question Hanif's work later. Although his parents are rich not much different from the Papa Raisa, but his parents never set the criteria son-in-law. His father only asked Stevi to find a responsible man with such great love.


"Why are you Nif?? How come his face is so rich?? Any problem??"


Yuli who was recording orders accompanied by Fany looked suspiciously at Hanif.


"Engga Mbak, tired" His eyes are now precisely directed at Fany who had a glance and now refocused on his phone.


It should be a woman like Fany that Hanif wants, quiet, full of gentleness and manners. Not like Stevi who is bar-bar and shameless.


Hanif shook his head. Rejecting that strange enough thought of wanting to have Fany.


"Loh Mas Hanif is here too?? I thought I had come home" Hanif grew more aware of hearing because he heard a very disturbing voice these few days.


"I went home first Ma'am" Hanif did not tell Raisa, he just said goodbye to Yuli and rushed from a small building that is often called an office by the workers there.


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Meanwhile, in one of the rooms in a house in the middle of the plantation, there was a very awkward atmosphere on this cold night.


The two occupants have been silent since they came out of the bathroom a few hours ago.


They were silent with their own shame. The wife was embarrassed because she openly wanted a touch from her husband. While her husband, embarrassed because he could not hold his h*srat when his wife was sick like that.


"Mas"


"Yank"


Say them along with the spices awkwardly mixed in shame.


"Mas was first"


"You were once"


Again, the two of them made a sound together.


"Haha...."


The couple laughed together because of their absurdity.


"What do you want to say?? Mas horrified you first" Adam tilted his body so that he could freely look at Raisa who was lying beside him. There's no reason for them not to sleep in bed after what they did in the bathroom this afternoon.


"Emm" Raisa was wondering what she was going to say.


Adam was still waiting for that doubtful-looking Raisa.


"I'm sorry Mas, Ica can't be a good wife because she can't serve Mas" Raisa looked down embarrassed and Adam also understood about serving what Raisa meant.


"Darling, listen to me" Adam grabbed Raisa's hand on the belly.


"Good wife is not measured by that alone. There are many things you can do to be a good wife. You believe in the same Mas, you obey the same Mas, and you love Mas with so much can also be called a good wife in the eyes of Mas"


Raisa really felt so stupid for ever wasting such a good man.


"And Mas apologizes for being able to get out of control like that. Sorry for making you uncomfortable??" Adam felt he did not know himself, his relationship had just improved but he had dared to touch his wife like that.


Raisa shook her head, she again blushed in shame from remembering their hot kiss earlier.


"Mas does not bother Ica at all, because Ica also wants to be alone, even more than that" Raisa shrinks her voice at the end of her sentence.


"What??"