My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
The Another Side of Micah

The dawn is still wet. The chickens haven't even crowed. The ringtones that came from Naja's cell phone were splitting the silent morning. Naja's body seemed to be floating, circling even though his eyes were still closed.

“Ahh ...,” jemari Naja reflex kneading temples that feel throbbing. Dizzy, even she felt nauseous.

The tail of Naja's eye saw the clock perched on the wall. Four in the morning, he rested his eyes for two hours. His right hand groped the phone unbroken from the charger cable.

“Ya ...,” Naja's voice sounded raucous so she cleared her throat, relieving a dry-feeling esophagus.

“Ja ... mr kangen you .. can you go home?” tara's sad voice made Naja open her eyes perfectly. His dizziness was gone, his sleepiness went running somewhere.

“What's sick again, Ra?” Ask Naja after confirming that Tara called him.

“It is not so, Ja. So you are now doing a follow-up examination at the Big Hospital of J city, so it is clear what the disease is.”

Naja bit her lips, her brain spinning to digest Tara's words. “I'll try Ra, I hope I get permission from Mr. Ibram.”

“Rail the train only, let it be faster.”

“Iya ... I'll try first,”

He moved from the bed to the closet, pulled out a medium-sized carry bag and put in a few pieces of clothes. Trying to get rid of the bad thoughts that controlled his mind by exhaling loudly through his mouth, Naja immediately cleaned himself up and prepared for work.

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Lunch is almost over, but Naja has not had the courage to meet Ibram. The stiff man seemed to be facing a thorny problem, so that since morning his face had not softened at all for a second.

A puff of breath was somehow wasted from Naja's mouth after bulging on the cheek. Putting a blank look at two colleagues who were looking at a cell phone, opposite to him.

“Na .. help me clean up the boss room now.” Lisa's word of one of Naja's high-bodied co-workers shocked Naja.

“I-iya Mbak ...,” Naja rises from the high seats available in the pantry. Walking gontai approached Lisa who was looking at him in wonder.

“Lo why?”

Naja shook his head until his bangs swayed. “Ngga nothing, Ma'am. Come on later Mr. Boss hunt dateng.”

Naja grabbed the cleaning supplies Lisa brought and walked ahead of her.

“Lo if there is a problem, say! Who knows can help ...,” said Lisa unexpectedly by Naja, so Naja turned her head to face Lisa who was behind her. The stern-looking woman tends to be fierce that has been difficult to approach, but this time she is friendly to Naja. Naja seemed hesitant for a moment but Lisa was reassuring.

“Can not Ma'am, I ask permission to go home?” tanya Naja hesitated, even now Naja drowned her face.

Lisa frowning, “that according to lo problem?” ask Lisa for wonder. He thought, Naja is the one who thinks all things are serious problems.

Especially after Naja nodded, Lisa shook her head instead. “Lo may think because only a month of work still can not be off, so?” guessing what this small-bodied woman in front of him feared.

“Iya Mbak,” Naja nodded without changing his stance.

“Lo be calm, I will tell Mr. Ibram. What reason did you go home?” Lisa clasped Naja's shoulders until they were now walking together.

“Father of pain Mbak.”

“Ngga lah Mbak,” rebuttal Naja swallowed by the sound of the elevator that had reached in front of them. The two immediately entered and let the elevator carry their bodies upstairs where the company's chief director's office was located.

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Naja's eye beads were patterning when he saw this artistic room turn into a battlefield. Fragments of glass, jars, scattering papers and tables rolled over.

“What exactly is this Mbak?” Naja's curiosity slid from her natural pink lips.

“Say Maureen, Mr. Tristan quarreled with his fiancee.” Answer Lisa briefly. The woman's hand began to work quickly and agilely, so inevitably Naja also immediately grabbed the shard with his bare hands.

“Mbak Micah means?”

Lisa stopped her work and looked. “Kok you know?” lisa's forehead is wrinkled deep.

“That's Ma'am, the person who entered me here is also Ms. Micah.” Answer Naja. His hands were still engrossed in picking up large-sized shafts.

“Wear this, Na ...,” Lisa throws clean gloves towards Naja. “Don't let you get hurt holding those shafts. We can even work harder.”

Tristan is a man obsessed with perfection and cleanliness. So it was no wonder that he chose to leave after messing up his own room. Of course, it is not a small thing that causes Tristan to disperse things that are polished to shiny every day. Even a single grain of dust, if it could not be allowed to float in this room.

“Sorry Ma'am, I forgot ..” Naja grin wide. Wanting Naja to ask again about what problem caused the engaged couple to have a big fight, but Lisa was already halfway to the bathroom. Lisa seemed meticulous to pay attention to the details of the damage in every corner of the room that is not narrow. The bathroom is a very important thing to note at the earliest. Don't let a drop of blood in there.

After wearing gloves, Naja returned to work. Picking up splinters and scattered paper filled under the table. Most are still intact, but not a few are also tangled and torn.

For a moment Naja's eyes fused, watching the clinging of a piece of paper that had been split. His heart raced so hard. “Mbak Micah ...,” hissing Naja.

Still not believing his vision, Naja threw away the paper he had painstakingly collected, looking for the other half of the paper. “Meet ...,” shaking Naja put the two papers together. Naja pushed his body to the floor, so read the name of the owner of the paper and what was written in it.

“Na, why are you sniffing there? Any diamond powder spilled? Up to the side ..?”

Naja was flabbergasted, “Em .. it was Ma'am, I was tired of squatting, so I sat down! After all a lot of paper and shard there.” Kilah Naja while folding the split paper and then put it into his pocket slowly and faintly. Still with the condition of the body that is affected by tremors.

Lisa pursed her lips, she did not really care about the trivial things that did not interfere with her work so much, so she returned to work before lunch was up.

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