Beautiful Guards
The trophy!

Brakes

"Hhhhhhh!!!"

Aaron was shocked when Zaky came and swept away his desk. He wants to vacation and relax for a few days in Zaky's office, in fact he has to face a man who is heartbroken.

"Please deh ky, you can not once do not make me hang? I'm not married!" Cursed Aaron ignored the bowed Zaky with his hands resting on the desk.

"Why? Why is it that when I fall in love, I have to fall because of the people I like!! WHY RUN?!!" Shouted Zaky tightly clutching Aaron's shirt collar until the man got up from his seat.

"Sa-santay ky relax. bring calm, bring calm. Try to explain slowly, you really why?" Slowly, Aaron removed Zaky's hand from his collar, and led the man to sit down to calm down.

Staring in disappointment, Zaky's tears escaped without aba, without demand, purely because he knew that the heart currently needed an outlet of pain. "Milea. He's the one who killed my sister Anna.." - shouts Zaky disguised by sobs. Fortunately Aaron had a keen sense of hearing innate from the members of the military camp.

"So Milea killed your sister? Aaron muttered with a frown. "But..."

"But since when did you have a sister? How do I not know?!" Demand Aaron push Zaky's body out of his arms.

Snorting, Zaky wiped his tears in annoyance. Instead of sympathizing, his friend demanded a story from him, while here he needed a story companion, not a story claimant. "long story. Now I need a solution from you,"

"What solution?"

"Gue's been looking for my sister's killer for months. I want the killer to ask for justice by imprisoning him. But, now. I doubt it, because the person I'm going to work with is the person I love" Zaky lamented.

"Hufts. I don't know what your real problem is, but as a friend I can only think. You should first like him, you must remember all your struggles so far to find the killer. So, my advice, continue your desire to win the killer your sister," said Aaron gave advice.

"But..."

"There is nothing but a fireplace!! At most he's in prison five to six years. If you are still in love, wait for him to come out and get married. During this time you live a decades-old struggle just strong, wait a few more years no problem huh?" Cerocos Aaron.

Plaques

"Thanks, though,"

Stiff erjap, "Zaky smile? Really smile? A Zaky can smile? What is this sign?!!" Aaron exclaimed furiously, while Zaky turned his lazy eyeball to see the nature of his friend's lebay coughed.

Sorry, I'm Milea. But, justice. Stay justice. I cannot be selfish by putting feelings before logic. Fearfully, when we get married later, this will be leveraged which makes our household not peaceful. Sorry, I'm Milea. I choose to crack down on your justice.

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Cclek

"Miss!! You why miss?!" Cecar Ben pulled Milea's limp body to sit down. Swamp eyes, random hair scrambling, blank eye sight. It was true that such a messy appearance.

"I know this will happen..." lirih Milea is listened to carefully by Ben who is confused not knowing about what is the problem of Milea out there that makes this strong woman like her boss become desperate.

"But why must this hurt Ben...!! Sick Ben is sick!! Hiks saw her crying making me sick. Seeing him disappointed makes me sick. Seeing her cry really makes me sick. Hiks hiks.." dropped down, Milea cried as if in the arms of Ben her personal assistant. While Ben being hugged justifies the location of his glasses nervous, and confused.

"From the beginning I warned you not to pay more attention especially to liking the young master of the Alexander family. Because it was from the beginning, he was just us being a fortress. Sighs for a moment, "miss. It is time to continue our next plan. Return to the main house to find enough evidence so that we can continue the next plan of justice" said Ben at length.

Still half sobbing, Milea rose up and went up the stairs one by one to her room located on the second floor.

Brakes

Ben sighed looking at his superiors who were desperate. He is a personal assistant directly chosen by Grandpa Gren. She is entrusted with guarding and protecting Milea as long as Grandpa Gren's beloved granddaughter goes on a mission to seek her justice.

During this time he had always hiddenly met with Milea, monitored by deploying dozens of his men to keep watch, and silent without a single Milea, he attached tracking chips behind his neck, and kept silent, to make it easier for Ben to find out if Milea is in danger.

All Ben did was return the favor to Grandpa Gren's family who had picked him and his sister off the streets. And he has vowed to serve faithfully in the family.