My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
One Wrong Time?

The train that Naja was riding slowed down. Fajr hasn't even made a call yet. However, the main station of the city is already bustling with the hustle and bustle of human activities. Naja got off the train with his hands busy dialing Tara's number. Tara should have contacted him first, as promised this afternoon.

Celingukan, while constantly trying to contact Tara.

“Wait Na, I'll be there soon ..” Tara said after the call was connected.

“Oke .. I wait in front of the station aja yes!” Naja had dropped her phone, but stopped when Tara shouted at the end.

“Do not .. I have arrived in front of the station. You wait for me.” Tell Tara with a voice that is still rising.

“Oke-okay, I'll just wait inside." Turn off the phone immediately.

Naja landed his body on the bench available there, after stretching his body for a moment. Indeed, he barely closed his eyes all the way, other than because the night view was so amazing also his mind turned about the paper that was still left in the pocket of his work uniform. Unfortunately too, Naja has passed the clothes to the laundry according to Lisa's advice.

“Do I contact Lisa only?” naja Gumam. Her hand was halfway through scrolling through the contact list where Lisa's name was listed. However, Naja immediately put the brakes on his thumb, hanging over the lighted screen with Lisa's name clearly plastered.

“Please Mbak Mikha later if until this news spread.” Just log out of the application per order. Reinsert the phone into the hoodie pocket on the front of his body. “Although lost it is not a problem right? After all the paper should be food trash cans.” Naja's shoulders lifted. It's none of his business, is it?

“Several days of not getting together, your bolot is getting so-so yeah, Ja?” sindir Tara who stood behind Naja. The man was also wearing a hoodie, only the color was the difference.

“Ish ...,” Naja jumped. Gets as fast as lightning while clenching his teeth. His sister always pissed him off. “Can not if it appears not behind? Make a surprise, know!”

“You alone love to daydream ..” reply Tara indifferently and casually. This man's eyes are a little puffy, look cute because the face of his pillow looks adorable.

“Nih take ...!” Naja is still dongkol push his bag that is not how heavy into the deckapan Naja.

“Very rough ...,” grumbled Tara, but the man still hooked Naja's bag over her shoulder, then grabbed Naja's shoulder so they could walk together.

“Bapak nginep where Ra?”

Tara paused for a moment, seemingly composing an answer. “Not far from the hospital. Come ...,” Tara pulled Naja's hand to step again immediately after Naja stopped her steps.

***

Confusion because Tara brought Naja to a halfway house devoted to cancer patients. Naja's forehead seemed to be full of millions of guesses, but he still held the worst thoughts until his vision met the Father.

The first person to greet him was Puspita. The younger brother of Mr. Naja looked teary-eyed when he saw Naja. “It is better to rest first Ja, let Bulik make tea.”

“Let's go Abduct, I want to see Mr.” Naja's cry made Pita who had turned around, locking her steps.

Naja took turns staring at the two usually cheerful looking people welcoming her, as if their actions confirmed how bad things were here at the moment.

Without saying a word, Naja walked faster towards the other room that seemed to be occupied by Edi.

Naja's eyes heated up as he saw Edi lying at the door where Naja was thought to have appeared. The man seemed to be waiting for his daughter's presence. A faint smile was etched on Edi's lips, rendering Naja speechless.

Naja immediately ran a kiss on the back of Edi's skinny hand, which instantly became wet with Naja's tears. Guilt was the first to spill out of his heart. For some reason, Naja suddenly felt all this was his fault. Moreover, when Edi rubbed Naja's head. The feeling grew stronger piercing him.

“It has arrived, Son,” the voice that missed his cheer now sounds sad. The usually feisty mother now sounded lethargic.

Naja raised his face, “Iya Bu, just now.” Naja got up and immediately hit his mother's body. Claiming cries that seem to represent their feelings. There was no sound other than the weeping of splitting the dawn that began to whiten.

***

Naja exhaled, emptying his chest cavity which felt tight. Hearing the words of Wasi, Pita and Tara, Naja can only understand.

“Pardon the Kidnapper who lied to you, Ja. Bulik meant nothing,” Pita who from the beginning sat down on this folding mat, continued to soften Naja by giving a soft caress on Naja's back.

“I know Kok Bulik. But I should have been sensitive, Bulik, I was too engrossed in my world that I ignored Mr.” Lirih Naja while wiping the tears that also did not want to stop down the cheek.

Pita paused for a moment, "Again, your father has received good treatment." The sound of a breath of Vasti was so loud.

“Rest Nduk, you must be tired after a long trip ...,” Wasi rubbed the top of the head to Naja's back lovingly. “Let Bulik and Tara prepare breakfast.”

Naja nodded, when felt right, his body felt tired even his head throbbed pain. Justifying the position of the pillow on the mat that had been their seat, Naja laid down his body.

“Naja ...,” call Edi when Wasti, Pita and Tara have left this room.

“Ya Sir?” sahut Naja got back up from the actually comfortable fall and sat on the edge of the bed. “Map thirsty?”

Edi shook his head weakly, “no Nak ... I just want to see you.”

Edi's words made Naja paralyze instantly, the fear of loss burst forth without being prevented. “Father can keep looking at me, I'll stay here with you."

Naja clasped his father's skinny hand. The hand that had been leading him all along.

Edi laughed softly, but then coughed. "Are you not getting married?" edi said after Naja gave him a drink to ease his throat.

Just get up to put another glass and straw on the table. "Naja will get married after you recover ...," again Naja felt tightness until it filled the throat. Trying to hold back the crying by biting her lips tightly.

"Marry Ja .. during the age of still overshadowing the father," Naja still faithfully lingered in front of the table, turning his back to Edi. Naja looked up to prevent clear circles that poured like rain soaked Naja's face.

"But don't marry Syailendra ...!" firmly Edi.

"Don't ask why, Nduk ... You just want your life to be happy!"

"But Mr. ..," Naja flipped his body without trying to wipe away the puddle of tears on his cheek. "I can only live happily with Syailendra, sir." added Naja lirih so as not to sound like a rebuttal.

"If you love Father, it is better not to continue your relationship with Syailendra. After all, your Father and Mother had already accepted another man's proposal, Nduk. That's why you told me to go home today."

Naja swallowed his hard spit. In Naja's heart already demo, do not accept the decision of his parents. Ordered unreasonably, urging Naja to voice his will.

However, it would be different if things were not as intense as they are now. When a bad and happy day comes together at one time. Wearing for the life story of Naja. Did you bury your dream to be with Ai? Suddenly, his tears refused to come down in front of his father. The weakness that makes Naja always get what he wants.

"I'm out first sir,"

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