KANAYA AND THE TROUBLEMAKER
HARDWORKING

Andra's smile was seen finally Naya allowed herself to come home, sitting alone on the plane.

"We got to midnight" Andra said, warning.

"Know, instead of working in the middle of the night is more fun," Naya replies.

Andra's head nodded, confirming that if working in the middle of the night was more relaxed, not many voices were heard.

Andra's head rested on Naya's shoulder, her eyes closed in sleep because they hadn't slept all night.

Naya's breath was heard, letting Andra lean back. It's been a long time since I met you, it feels different as it used to be.

"Time passes so quickly Dra, but that feeling has not changed. What should I do," murmured Naya slowly.

He wanted to ignore it, bury it deeply, but Nay's heart said something else. He wanted to stay and stared expectantly.

Andra's presence makes him happy and sad, Naya difficult to express the contents of her heart and mind.

"Why Nay, is your face so tense?" Andra woke up because Naya's hand was squeezing strong.

"Be quiet,"teen Naya still remained silent.

"I'm going to the toilet first." Andra stood up, her hands held.

"Follow," the real Naya's pinta holds back from going to the restroom.

Nay capital desperate to go home when he had no experience at all, he was afraid to go to the bathroom because he did not know how to use it.

Andra's smile was visible, Naya could ask for company but she did not want to trouble others.

"Just go first." Andra was waiting at the door.

"Dra, I don't know how to use it."

Andra taught her how, explaining to Naya who instantly understood quickly.

"Stay here don't leave me, just be careful if you leave" Naya threatened seriously.

After Naya entered Andra back to his seat, Naya did not return long ago. The pinch was firm to Andra's waist which was silent holding Naya's hand feeling pain.

"It hurts, it's crazy of you."

"Why be left out, what if it's locked inside, keeps falling down, or there's a guy peeking in?" Naya couldn't possibly fight on the plane just because of the toilet.

Andra's bowed head held back a laugh, asking Naya to be quiet because it could disturb other passengers.

"Wicked," whispered Naya quietly.

"Yes sorry, don't get pinched sick."

"You got kicked out?"

Andra's head shook her head, she knew Naya couldn't bear to throw it away. Eight years apart, if you can't want to happen again.

Both of them finally shut up, Naya's eyes closed not realizing if her hand was grasped tightly not released.

The flight finally landed, Andra woke Naya up with a soft pat on her face.

"We're here, let's go to work."

"Fucking boss, just be careful not to get a paycheck." The eyebrows over Naya lifted.

Naya's hand was still held together, she did not realize because she did not understand to get out of the airport, following Andra who was much more expert.

"From tomorrow you come with me every business trip, have a good performance why never go out?"

"Our company is not that big andra, initially there are still managers who can handle it because they are more experienced. We are always short of manpower because many are reluctant to work in companies because they are afraid of being in-PHK," explained Naya who can not leave the office.

Andra understood it, she had already heard it since one year ago. There were only a few seniors leading, and a few mainstay staff.

How the condition of the AA group employees is quite great, able to rise from the slump.

"Of course, Andra's the shit that turns out that helps, I've got talent, but the insider's path is faster." Naya's laughter was heard thanking her for helping her once.

Shouting someone was heard, Andra and Naya looked towards the voice. The look in his eyes sharply looked at Naya, stepping quickly.

"How dare you take an engaged man!" Syifra slapped, but her hand was held by Andra.

"What are you doing?"

"Women are shameless, holding hands as if special. Aware of yourself you are just a poor woman, an orphan, a usurper, a comfort woman," Syifra shouted, sounding to make some people notice.

Naya looked at her already detached hand, not out of thought could also comfortably join hands.

"Let go of me Andra, this woman must be taught a lesson." Andra's body was pushed, Syifra stepped closer to Naya.

"You're the one who's gonna get fucked." Andra is shocked to see Naya being slapped while Nay could have fought back.

Naya's hair was pulled strong, her body was pushed to the floor. Some people asked Syifra to stop.

"Sway from fucking Andra!"

"Are you okay?" ask Naya slowly.

Both of Naya's hands were raised, not that she didn't want to fight back, but that she didn't want to be the most sinful person.

"What do you mean?"

"I should ask, whose baby are you carrying?" Naya stood up as Syifra sat down.

Naya's smile is seen, asking Syifra to look at who is actually the comfort woman.

"As a pregnant woman out of wedlock, it's not appropriate to criticize myself, so the glass used to sound the horn." Naya's smile seemed to be stepping away.

It was not her who was embarrassed in front of many people, but Syifra herself who humiliated her even surprised Andra.

"Dra, that woman is lying, I'm not pregnant." Chief Syifra shook his head.

"Eight years we've worked together, I don't know you as a couple, but as a partner. We can be open about work, but not personal life." Andra stepped away leaving Syifra who kept calling her.

Andra chased after Naya who wanted to get into the car, her arm held back to ask for an explanation.

"How does Syifra know ...."

"I, intentionally told him. I want to know how bad he is." Naya's smile is seen asking Andra to take care of her lover, Naya can solve office problems.

Naya's hand waved asking the driver to leave immediately, Naya's goal was to go straight to the office without having time to rest.

Nay's hair was messy, tidied up slowly. Fighting was not the first time for Naya, she had even fought many bodyguards.

"One more time touch me, then don't blame me." Naya spoke to herself checking her face.

Naya's lower lip was injured, bruised because her cheek was slapped strongly, not the pain Naya felt, but the pain of Syifra.

Without Arvin saying what he knows Naya knows right away, Arvin doesn't like to expose people to disgrace, but Naya can expect it if there's something.

Unexpectedly Naya's guess was correct, she saw for herself the expression Syifra expressed for the truth. Naya wonders whose child she conceived.

"What's Andra's son, it's impossible. Even if he's a jerk, does he have time to make it?" Naya squeezes her hair disliking with a careless thought.

The driver was confused to see Naya talking to herself, stopped her car at her destination, received the money Naya gave him.

"Son, young age don't work too hard, sometimes happy yourself." The driver's smile was seen encouraging Naya.

Naya's head nodded, walking towards the office. Some office floors are not dead, Naya approached some overtime staff.

"Don't work too hard" Naya said surprisingly.

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