
Daeshim Chen Main House.
The day has changed. The sun has come to the surface so bright. The sound of birds chirping sounded so melodious filled the courtyard filled with colorful flowers. Shabira stands in the middle of the flower garden holding a pair of scissors to cut off the blooming roses.
Her lips smiled so beautifully. For a long time, this was the life he always dreamed of. After escorting the man he loved so much to work, he would go winding in the side yard to pick flowers. The flower will be arranged so beautifully so that the fragrance welcomes everyone who comes to visit.
“Good Morning, Miss Shabira.” Someone broke Shabira's happy mood that morning. The man in shape had been standing behind him with a weapon tucked beside his waist. The old man looked down respectfully as Shabira twisted her body and looked at her face.
“Are you the chief bodyguard that Kenzo sent to guard this house?” Shabira raised one eyebrow.
“True, Miss. Mr. Kenzo asked me to do all Miss Shabira's orders.” The man still lowered his head without daring to look at the face of the master.
Shabira nodded slowly before twisting her body. The woman continued her activities to pick the blooming roses.
“How many troops do you have?” Shabira asked without looking.
“25 people, Miss.”
“Bring them all here. I want to see the quality you guys have.” Shabira smiled slightly. He had not heard the sound of a firearm for a long time.
“Good, Miss.” The man bowed before leaving the courtyard.
Shabira looked at the roses in the garden. The roses swayed as the wind hit the stem. Suddenly, an idea emerged that made a beautiful smile etched on her face.
“It looks like these roses are very appropriate if targeted by a shot.”
It didn't take long to wait. Now all the troops that the man had had lined up neatly behind him. One black-colored, extremely lightning-like pistol had been tucked neatly beside the waist.
“Nona, what should we do this morning?” The man looked at Shabira's face to wait for orders.
Shabira smiles, “Get out your gun.” Hands out in front of the man.
“Be careful, Miss. I'm afraid you're hurt.” The man did not know Shabira's background.
In her mind was only one, that the weak and helpless young Miss Shabira Daeshim Chen. Therefore, it needs extra protection. It never crossed the minds of the guards that Shabira was a sharpshooter with trained martial arts.
“I want, everyone shoots 1 rose in this park. If it doesn't work, you have to repeat it until it works.” Shabira is aiming for a red rose.
DUARR!
“If successful you can work in this house.” Shabira smiled and threw the gun at the man not far from her position.
Shabira's shot on target widened everyone's eyes in disbelief. The sound of applause rang out with the astonished faces of every bodyguard.
“Nona, you are very great.” The man smiled broadly.
“Because you selected Kenzi to lead this army, then I want to see your shot first.” Shabira folded her hands in front of her chest.
“Sa-me, Miss?” Swallowing saliva with fingers pointing towards the face.
“Yes,” Shabira replied as she looked at the flowers she would choose to target.
“Rose flowers that pink color it.” Shabira pointed at the rose not far from her current position.
“That's even too close, just beware that you can't shoot him,” threatens Shabira while squinting both eyes.
“Ba-well, Miss.” The man began to look at the roses Shabira had chosen.
His heart was beating so fast. His hands were trembling with sweat pouring down.
DUARR!
“Good!” Shabira clapped her hands as a tribute to the man.
“Our enemies are always moving like these flowers. You can start training. You're gonna pick your members this morning. Remember my message, select a potentially non-productive controller.”
“Good, Miss.”
Shabira twisted her body with a calm face. The woman chose to enter the house to arrange flowers that had filled her basket. Some of the new bodyguards looked at Shabira's departure while shaking their heads.
“Great young lady.”
“Look at his body looks strong and powerful. Very different from the young Miss I used to work for.”
“Already, already. Now it's practice time. Remember that! Young miss will not give permission to work in this house if you can't get through this challenge.”
All the troops began to focus and disarm their respective weapons. Each one began to aim for the roses excitedly. There was a loud gunshot coming from the direction of the flower garden.
Shabira in the house smiled as she arranged the roses.
“You already look shocked when told to shoot the flower. That flower won't be able to return your fire. What if you were facing an enemy so real. Pay bodyguards are very different from mafia gangs.” Shabira continued her flower arrangement until it was finished.
***
The main house of Edritz Chen.
Serena is seen smilingly picking her favorite red apple in the backyard. This time he was also guarded by several bodyguards and female servants who had lined up neatly. No one is allowed to pick. Serena wants to pick the apple she wants to eat.
“Nona, there's too much you picked up. I'm afraid you're too tired later.” One maid tried to persuade Serena that morning.
“Be quiet. Don't bother me.” Serena still continued to focus on the not-so-high apple fruits. Every now and then the woman laughed at the funny babble Daniel heard through Handsfree.
Serena stopped her activity when she saw something suspicious. The woman looked around the garden with very watchful eyes. Some of the bodyguards threw out weapons upon hearing the same thing as Serena. Everyone ran to protect Serena's position that morning.
“Come out!” serena shouted with eyes so sharp.
A person emerged from one of the trees not too far away from the position Serena was standing in.
“Nona, do you want to kill this Old Man.” Mr. Sam scratched his head covered in a chef's hat.
“Pak Sam, what are you doing in this place?” Serena walked closer to Mr. Sam's position.
“Good Morning, Miss. Sorry to bother you.” Mr. Sam bowed respectfully as Serena stood before him.
“You haven't answered my question.”
“Sorry, Miss. I often sleep in this apple orchard. The wind here blows very hard and cool. In addition, this place is rarely visited by residents. Whenever I finish cooking breakfast, I always go to this place to relax.” Mr. Sam carved a friendly smile.
“Pak Sam, you have long worked in the main house?” Serena seems interested in extracting information from Mr. Sam.
[Darling, what do you want to know?]
“Shut up! be a loyal listener,” Serena replied with a smile.
Mr Sam furrowed his forehead with a confused face, “You are talking to who Miss?”
“Mosquito,” answer Serena quickly.
[Darling, am I like a mosquito in your eyes?]
Serena no longer cared about Daniel's nagging. The woman was sitting on the grass while leaning under the apple tree. Looking at the blue sky so bright.
“Pak Sam, I have been married to Daniel for a long time and become the Young Miss of this house. But, never know, how the past story of this house. Just like how Tama and Biao were present. How Daniel grew up to be such a proud man. And ... how Mama and Papa can live with all the difficulties that exist.”
“Nona wants me to tell you the memories that are in this main house?” Mr. Sam looked at the grandeur of the main house belonging to the Edritz Chen family.
“Can be said like that. Would Mr Sam want to tell me?” Serena looked at Mr. Sam's face expectantly.
“You Miss in this house. I will also comply with your request.”
“Thank you, Mr. Sam. I want the story to start with Biao and Tama. Aren't they the ones that really caught the eye?”
Sam smiled kindly before telling me everything. While Daniel can only be silent and resigned to the story that will be issued by Mr. Sam.
We make a relaxed groove here yes..,😊