My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
You Who Love, I Who Get

The next day, Naja was able to walk as usual, he even returned to work. The wedding day of the young tycoon with a top model was already on the verge of the eye, ready-made clothes should also be sent to each customer immediately. There is so much to do even if the main task is completed.

“Stay careful with your path, Na ... do not run or walk too fast .. even though it does not hurt anymore does not mean you are free to move.” The warning that Naja had heard since his foot stepped out of the house until now the Excel car has arrived in front of Sam's boutique.

The atmosphere in the cabin suddenly quiet, Naja who was originally humming softly, now clenched her lips tightly. She pointed her bead towards her husband with a glance.

Naja breathed a tired breath, rolling his eyeballs lazily. He looked at her with the sweetest smile he had ever had. “All right my dear husband .. I will walk slowly and carefully.”

Excel scans Naja's face once just to please him, but Excel can't do much either. “I'll drop by your workspace, yes ..”

Just widen his eyelids. “That's not necessary .. You'd better get to your office, I'm sure you're doing a lot of important work instead of taking care of me which is fine. Okay ..?” jemari Naja coiled in front of Excel who was at a loss for words.

“I go down first, yes ...,” Naja quick movement take off the seatbelt and reach for the bag even invisible to Excel who is still amazed. Naja who had lowered his foot, turned his head when Excel did not answer his saying goodbye.

“Ya Lord .. she why, anyway?” batin Naja momentarily turned her gaze in the other direction in confusion.

Then he pulled his body back into the car cabin and closed the door. Slowly he stretched his face closer towards Excel.

Pt ....

“Hopefully your day is pleasant, my dear husband ..” said Naja while distancing his face.

As Excel regained consciousness, he stared at the smile of his long-missing wife. The explosion in him was no longer able to be contained, but .. the work that piled back into the shoulder side of Excel, asking to be completed.

For a moment Excel returned the kiss given by Naja, “login.. four o'clock exactly I picked you up...” drive him to his wife and all the longs that run all over his body. He does not want to not focus all day because it holds something that has not met the opportunity for a long time.

“Alright ... I go in first, don't forget lunch, yes ...,” Naja rubbed Excel cheeks gently and then came down and waved before he entered his work area.

“Ya Lord ... when do I get used to all this?” She fleshed her face with both hands. He was always hot when close to Excel, especially when they kissed, Oh God .. Just imagine Naja's knee feels weak.

Back under fire, Naja cupped his face and ran to the toilet to wash his face. Expelling away the feeling that made her lips bitten and her eyes closed as well as a stifled smile while remembering the beauty of the intimacy created.

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Excel's facial water stiffens again when driving his car to the office. His mind was raging at the moment. Even until he entered his office, there was no greeting from the employees he responded to. What a thought the man was traveling around some place he was weighing.

“Why ...? Stumped again?” already very memorized with facial expressions stiffened and stiff as Excel shows at this time, Rega guessed lazily. If he is in the race guessing what is going on behind an Excel expression, he is sure to be the unhindered winner.

“Can you clear my schedule next week for two or three days only?” Excel continued to step past the Rega post just like that towards the door that led to his room. With his left hand he opened the door, so that he could still see his friend was so astonished to hear his request.

“Where are you going? Next week I have arranged so neatly,” Rega shows a book with a neat schedule from Monday to Friday complete with time and who has an appointment. “You can't mess up just like that .. I can go crazy all of a sudden!”

Excel exhales slowly, “so until Friday, yes?” An ambiguous impressed question came out of his mouth. Excel looked blankly at any direction, then looked at Rega for a moment.

Rega just nodded, “where are you going?”

“Nothing ... I just want to rest ...,” he replied with disappointment as he stepped into his room. He immediately shook his body on his chair and breathed out so tightly.

The rousing welcome from the pile of files greeted him this early, making him forget how disappointed he was in a situation that was not on his side. Until lunch arrives, he rushes to put down everything that deals with work and reaches for his phone, looking around for the right destination and romantic to spend with his wife without thinking about work. But he had to swallow disappointed again because he could still leave on Friday next week.

“Ya Lord ... This really sucks!” he cursed while throwing a cellphone filled with photos of honeymoon destinations that seemed to tease his eyes.

Last night, despite throwing a fist at each other and being sweet, in fact, Naja even overslept while waiting for Excel who was talking to Harris over the phone. Excel still often forgets the time if it is in front of a computer screen or a stack of files.

Remembering last night made Excel bow with his palm rubbing his head back in frustration.

Excel squinted his eyes, faintly looking at Rega who was standing with a clasped file in his hand that was elbowing behind his waist.

"Many more work ... other time alone .. anyways Naja has not healed properly, I'm afraid it makes it difficult." the chair rotates after accepting with resignation Excel's body that hit the back of the chair. The guy looks fucked.

"Go home early so you have plenty of time together, I'll finish the rest of the work today" Rega put the file in front of Excel and sat down in front of it. He understood very well the wishes of his best friend, who spent last night working.

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"Oh ... tired ...," complained Naja while stretching his entire body that felt very tired and weak. "... we look for the seger-seger, yuk." take it to some friends who are also still working.

The hour hand has slipped past the number three, meaning thirty minutes later Excel will pick him up. But she thought she would keep her husband waiting longer than she expected.

"Pesen ice coffee there .. let me be literate nih mata ..," suggested one of Naja's friends to others who are also considering Naja's advice.

"OK .. let me walk ... all refresh your eyes" said another who immediately moved after taking the wallet.

Not far from here there are outlets that sell coffee that is quite tasty, friendly with stomach and pockets. One by one, they placed orders that were recorded on a piece of paper.

Then they immediately disbanded and returned to face their respective jobs. Fast but careful and thorough. Tomorrow is the last day, they do not want to get a tense terror in the last minutes to freedom.

In between that time, Naja took the time to look at the dress for herself and the suit for Excel. He smiled to himself as he rubbed the two clothes that were still attached to a mannequin. He decided to take her tomorrow to surprise her husband. Naja's eyes glared far away as he imagined he was wearing that shirt.

His smile dodged as his tail caught the shadow of Tanna passing in front of his study. He immediately widened his smile to come to his best friend.

"Hi ...," said Tanna with a big smile. "Not home yet?"

Tanna who also happens to see Naja approaches him to the front door of Naja's study. "Without papa, are you coming in?"

"Just in, but it's a mess here." Naja let Tanna in, but Tanna just held out her head in the doorway, then retreated back after seeing the indoor atmosphere.

"Do not do .. fear to mess up your work ..," Tanna's smile again expands.

"Ma ...."

The two women simultaneously turned to the source of the voice. The two of them looked at the man who was shrinking a smile as the three of them looked at each other.

"Looks like I should go ...," said Tanna as she turned to face the clumsy smiling Naja.

"Tan .. forgive me yes ... I didn't mean to snatch Excel from you .. I—"

"That's it .. no need to apologize .. everything has to be like this." Tanna threw her face in any direction, she was holding back all the feelings that were being mixed at the moment. "I go home first, yeah .. see you later ...."

Naja let go of Tanna with a lump of guilt. He looks like a matchmaker who corners the man his client is after. He is like a friend stabbing his own best friend. Naja lowered his head even more and more in a feeling of guilt.

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