My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant

My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
When The Ice, Melt


Eric and Saphira's party is in full swing. Never had Naja attended a wedding party as lively as this, even though he had visited many wedding receptions when with Jen first.


He who is still half-crossed because of Excel, is not so focused on listening to the ravings of socialite women who are coming tonight more and more. Many of them confessed, knowing that Naja was the woman whom Tristan valued, the woman who ravaged Mateo's empire. They have since seen Naja directly stick and hunt him to get to know each other.


One of them even appeared to wear jewelry that he managed to boyong from the Trist&Jewell gallery. Naja's cheeks moved round, he sure needed some time to get his cheeks back into shape after this party ended.


“Sorry, Madam ... It has been too long since you kidnapped my wife, so I think, we should let her just sit down or enjoy the banquet, right ‘kan?” Excel's speech sounded on the side of Naja's ear, his sturdy hand back infiltrating with a slightly interesting movement.


Twisting her head, she felt touched by the care of her husband. He also felt saved from an atmosphere he did not like very much. Even so, Naja looked back at the ladies with a faint smile.


“Oh .. please, forgive us for being too enthusiastic about knowing your wife. Take good care of your wife, Mr. .. lest the other Tristan tease her.” The women giggled behind his fingers.


Excel swept his gaze with a slightly dark expression that snapped. He can not stand when pressed with the word guard. It's like he's not really looking after his woman. However, he soon gained control of himself, and reviewed the smile back.


“Before you all remind, I have done it, but ... prisoners can escape after going to jail right? And thieves can still enter even though they have been installed in tight guard. More or less our situation is the same as that.” Excel lowered his head for a moment, before retreating by continuing to glue Naja within his reach.


“Talk are you the same to them? Until that's how they're the same as you?”


Naja's answer was only lips that were budding, lazy to answer her husband. She's not the kind of woman who likes to talk to just anyone. After all, none of their words had been recorded by his brain. Her husband's taste was still so sticky all over her body, even like gum stuck tight to her brain.


Huh, sucks.


Because he started to enjoy what Excel did to him. He could barely hold his lips to ask her again. Really shit.


Excel stops and turns his body face to face, frenzied control to talk in a normal tempo may not be heard by Naja. However, he looked puzzled as Naja gave an annoyed expression.


Understood, Excel immediately brought Naja over. A little far from Sam and Rega who have been with him since.


“Why? Many so?” Excel flicked his wife's cheeks with anxiety to break up the scowl that hugged his wife's face. They were sitting in a far corner and a little quiet.


Naja shook his head slowly, he felt bored after remembering the feeling that “ah” a few hours ago. It feels very lazy just to move from a contest that is so comfortable.


“Speak ... I don't know what you want if you just shut up?” There was absolutely no way to guess what made his wife so upset, because there seemed to be nothing wrong with Naja's conversation with the women.


“Do they bother you?”


Again, Naja just shook his head getting weaker, making Excel raise his hand. “Did I make you uncomfortable earlier?” The mind that is excreted after the memory runs back even more.


“Au—“


Excel's phone ringer interrupts as Naja prepares to say what she feels even though she seems embarrassed.


“Jawablah first!”


However, Excel just looked at it and then turned off the phone. Even if Jeje can wait, but know the content of Naja's heart above everything. He did not want to be tortured curious that felt had bitten the tip of his heart. Putting back his phone, he demanded Naja to say what had happened.


Just exhale, “Can't you go home? Just stayed at that place, how? I ... I'm tired if I have to go home, far.” Saying with all his courage, he returned the look Excel had in his eyes. Without blinking.


Naja swallow with wrong behavior. “I swear .. I've gone crazy, said that stupid thing.”


“But if you want to go home yes, come on .. no problem. After all, it wasn't me driving ‘kan?” nurse nervous. He cussed at Excel who was looking at him with a faint smile that he immediately followed with a wide laugh full of ridicule.


“Can be quiet, no. .. You're embarrassing me. Basic!” Naja tightened his jaw and prepared to slap Excel trying to stop the laughter.


“OK, fine ...,” Excel raised his hand anticipating Naja's blow. Then, he reached out, rubbing Naja's cheek. “... We will do it again. I know you like.”


Explosions of laughter erupted as Naja swerved and lunged at Excel with a punch that did not hurt at all.


“I don't want it, yes ... it hurts!”


Excel sums up Naja's hand with one of his hands, “But this says another tuh!” excel's index back caresses under the eyes until it circles Naja's entire cheek. Then buried Naja's face into his chest. Tighten him.


***


“I checked Naja first, yes ... to the toilet long time ago bener.” Excel checks the path where Naja disappeared.


“Perhaps queue times, Cel .. ‘kan guests pretty much.” Rega did the same. But he had been more alert since, especially Excel said things that worried him a little.


Those who were on alert checked the other end of the room, were shocked by the sudden and loud arrival of Maureen.


“Teen where?” tanyanya is impatient. It's still boring. As soon as he saw Naja at a glance, he immediately crammed his body in between the blending guests. Other than Naja, he's not with anyone right now. That makes him more and more agitated.


“Lo again!” Sam glanced back at Maureen who was wearing a dress from her boutique. But Maureen's elegance seemed to be covered by his reckless attitude.


“Gua ngga nyari lu and gua ngga nanya you!” he bursts into Sam and switches to Excel, who only looks at him for a glance.


“I searched him for a moment, yes!” he said to anyone who heard his words while pushing a glass that had not been sipped on Maureen who was standing right next to him. Then he passed without waiting for the approval of his friends.


“Ice mountains are affected by global warming ..” chirps Rega while sipping a drink. Melt down, he continued in his heart. It still follows Excel steps until it is no longer visible.


“Not, he's an ice block that's a shaved ice .. lumer.” Sam did the same.


While Maureen who had been breathing since, downed a drink from a glass that Excel poured on her. Exhausted without rest.


Maureen's lips cut with her shoulders raised as she looked at the glass in her hand. It feels a little different.


***


“Na ...,” call Excel with deep tones of worry. She unhesitatingly went into the quiet-looking woman's toilet, only a few people were out and looking at her in wonder.


“Gosh ... briefly, Cel ... earlier this was a lot!” Shouted Naja from inside one of the rooms.


Excel smiled as he pulled his head back. Then he moved away from the woman's toilet, afraid to be considered a man me sum, he went to the men's toilet which was not far from where he was standing now.


However, he was surprised when there was a hand that smothered his mouth. He grabbed the hand and twisted the person's body until it slammed onto the floor. His gaze was slightly blurry, his head was dizzy, and spinning, but he still saw the fluttering man on the floor trying to stand up. Excel swung his leg to keep the man on the floor, but he screeched as a heavy object struck the back of his neck. The next second, Excel was already helpless and collapsed on the floor.


Naja heard a faint thudding sound outside the toilet as he washed his hands in the sink. Half afraid, Naja immediately came out of the restroom area. Alert, he pushed the door open, but he found nothing, only a wooden vase lying on the floor.


"Excel ...," she called him into a quiet hallway. There was no answer other than the echo of his own voice. "Excel .. don't joke. It's not funny!"


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Thank you to Moms Antie who greeted me all day yesterday and today.😊🙏 incredible mood booster Moms .. arigato ...🙏


Mba Fitri .. thanks also has given me the spirit until I survive until now. Friends online kuh😘😘 love sekebon wafer .. eh🤭


Mba Tiyah and Kak Ayu anabiel .. thanks also support😘😘😘


Please pray also for Reader's friend who is isoman ... Mother Chosen .. keep the spirit, God willing, all facilitated ... we pray the best for Mother. ⁇ remember our promise to Korea equally ... even though for me it's still dream🤭 that I've always kept up.


May the sick be healed .. ⁇ the healthy are always given strength. ⁇


For everything, stay safe, stay healthy .. keep the immune with a smile. Heal With Smile ... 🙏


Love you All😘😘