My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Multifunctional Friend

Naja fix his appearance, the bond of her hair that has always been the hallmark of a Naja, had to be released. He had a comb that he always carried in his little backpack. Your hair is always messy, never able to stay in one position. Too soft and not too thick.

"Where's my magic mirror?" Naja murmured when his comb partner was not found even though he had turned the contents in his small bag.

"Well, did you get in there messy gini?" Watched around. Her lower lip was bitten when anxiety struck her. Until his gaze hit a row of motorcycles parked in front of this row of economic areas.

Naja's small steps swiftly approached him. "Although not beautiful but I'm neat, right?"

The not-so-black hair fluttered as Naja's hand removed the check. Immediately he turned his face to the rearview mirror set up in such a way. Comb and tie it up neatly. Not too high nor too low.

After arranging the position of the rearview mirror of the motorbike as before, Naja rushed to the cafe which according to the news received by Naja was in need of employees.

"Sorry Ma'am, the vacancy has been filled" said the employee who stood behind a high table, before Naja had time to say what his purpose was here.

Naja stopped his steps which still left about 4 steps towards the cashier table. "Oh, is that it?" An awkward smile adorned his lips, subdued his head slightly, "Let's Ma'am!"

Just pull back regularly before turning around pushing the door open. Naja looked up at the sky that was starting to blister. Blow the load there.

"New one Nana, spirit again!" Encouraging himself by mimicking Ai's speech style, it made his smile float back. Once again the steps are swinging, from one place to another. Although the results are almost the same, it has been filled or closed. It's the same, right?

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Meanwhile, Excel and Rega have finished discussing Tristan's jewelry advertising plans with the entire leadership of each division. After this, they will directly review the place to finalize the plan.

Excel and Rega had not yet moved from their seats. There were still some things they needed to check before leaving for the Tristan residence.

"No wonder, same Tristan lover?" Rega could no longer hide her curiosity. "What's so great about him that Tristan uses him as a star advertising his own products? Usually, right, an owner like Tristan is reluctant to show off his lover?" the man of the same age with Excel did not lift his face at all. It was so good with the tablet in his hand.

"Well, by the way?" Excel got up from his seat. Another dark ash coat attached to his body. His long fingers were touching the strands of hair that covered his forehead.

Rega raised his face, his gaze trailing Excel who had already stepped out of the meeting room.  "Forgot what I'm talking about cement! How do you understand him talking about women?" sneering and grunting.

Rega soon follows his best friend. "Cel, we're with the production team!"

"You set it up, after lunch we have another appointment, right?" Excel's hand went into his pants pocket to coincide with his phone beeping.

He put the phone down, then pointed it in front of his chest. Excel shifts the green icon immediately once it knows who called it.

"Yes, Pa!"

"Son, please replace Papa with Hadi Wijaya's family, Papa can't go home now!"

"When Pa?"

"About 30 minutes he said he reached Papa's office!"

"Good Pa!" Excel put his phone back in his pocket after his dad disconnected his phone.

"Jeje's girlfriend's parents want to see Papa, but Papa can't go home yet!"

"What do they want? Why ask for a sudden meeting?"

Excel just shrugged, as his lips swerved down.

"Don't get to Jeje first, Cel! Moreover, Claire is a prima donna, so the usurper. I think Claire's father urged Jeje to formalize their relationship, "Bisik Rega provoked. Who knows how to shake Micah's roots firmly in his best friend's heart.

Excel steps to a halt, turned his body to face his multifunctional friend. Rega who had originally developed a smile full of ridicule, was so gasp, and took a step back, "If I don't care how?"

"Stop meddling in other people's business, just focus on your work!"

Rega clicked his voice, as Excel stared intently at him. "Polar bear!" Rega Gumam. But right now he has to focus on his job rather than on Jeje's business.

Excel and Rega split up while in the basement, Rega joined the production team while Excel drove himself to his Papa office.

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The day went by, and Naja could not find a single job. He is not far from Star Media. "I'm so far away from adventuring today!" His hands flicked the brown envelope to ward off the sultry taste.

Naja exhaled through his mouth, wiping the sweat on his bangs. His throat was dry despite washing him repeatedly. He turned his face to the right and to the left, to cross the road. Search for vehicles passing by. Across there is a minimarket, Naja intends to go there to buy a drink and refresh his body.

Naja's footsteps stall to the asphalt, when the streets are empty.

BRAAKK...

Naja so gasped when he saw the person across the street hit by a car to bounce off. Naja saw the incident right at the end of his nose, making him frightened and hysterical. The blood pouring out from the head of the man made Naja even more afraid. His body was riveted, unable to move.

As if powerless to withstand the sudden pressure, Naja felt his body light, his gaze dark and dim. But not before he faintly saw a car approaching him.

"No...."

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