My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
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Naja still pecked like a statue when Kira walked towards him with a perfect smile. Behind her are Jen, Viona and an assistant to Viona. Carrying a suitcase and a bag that Naja knows for sure what it contains. “Aready Dear?”

“Si-ready?” confusion engulfs Naja. Instantly he turned to Pita and Tara who were already standing with an unpredictable expression.

“Iya, Mistress ... Soon it will be ready.” The wills appeared from the direction of the room. The woman looked nervous especially now Naja looked at her questioningly. Wasi's long steps reached Naja, then pulled her daughter into the room.

“This is what is Bu?” naja asked after they were not far from where Edi lay. The girl looked confused.

Wasti rubbed his daughter's cheeks, her daughter's pale look blurred in her vision. Wasi tried to strengthen his heart to say things that would be difficult to accept Naja. “Nduk ... Every parent wants the best for their child, right?”

Wasti's hand wiped away Naja's tears, maybe Naja understood where they were going. “we are like that too, Ja ... Mom and Dad want you to be happy. But not with Syailendra. It's not Syailendra who will make you happy, Ja.”

Spilt already tears Naja, “then what with the person I don't know I will be happy Bu?”

“Happiness exists because it is sought and cultivated, Ja .. find your happiness with another man. Know him and you will be happy. Mother please for the sake of calm Mr., follow the will of your father Nduk .. although this is not your fault, but we beg very Ja, leave Ai and marry the son of Lady Kira.”

“Excel?” Naja had guessed but when he heard directly from his mother, suddenly his hatred for the man was floating. The man who blatantly made Naja a tumbar. Just do not expect, Excel will grind it until it is not used. Dragging him deeper into the abyss.

“Why should she Bu?” lirih Naja's.

“Because Excel parents came to us, Nduk. Begging to allow you to be his son's life partner. Unlike—“ Wasti hugged her daughter, not wanting to grow another wound in Naja's heart. “Sorry we didn't tell you earlier, we are afraid you will run away or do reckless, Nduk.”

Naja's head was so dizzy, throbbing. It hurts, until he can't feel which parts are hurt deep enough. Tears also did not stop flowing. “Cut me." Just biting his lips hard.

“Come, Ja... Everyone is waiting for you.” call the Ribbon from outside the door.

Naja broke her embrace. Inching backwards, wiping his eyes rough, and affirming his face. “Even they don't wait for my decision.”

Now Tara and Jen are no exception, Naja looks at everyone like an enemy. Like a body without life, Naja walks behind Pita. For whatever reason, I don't know. For sure Naja thinks everyone is selfish and cruel to him.

After cleaning up briefly, Naja had sat down in front of Viona, the woman who had also been very close to Naja and Jen. But this time, Naja could not be as friendly as before. Hatred is in his heart.

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“I received the marriage and marriage of Pranaja Utari bint Edi Susanto with the dowry paid in cash.”

“Saaahhh ..” exclaims some people who were deliberately presented as wedding witnesses.

A musala that is not far from the halfway house becomes the place of the binding of the sacred promise of these two human children. Simple but still created a sacred atmosphere and blue.

The large families of the two brides sat in a circle, clearly showing relief on their faces. After having a little dispute before this event began, the whole event of the ijab kabul eldest son Akira went smoothly.

Ustadz Ilham passed on his advice and knowledge about marriage to Excel and Naja who from the beginning of the event lowered his face. Even though, the woman who had been officially edited by the son of a great businessman of this capital, did not straighten her face.

A smile was forced to adorn the corner of Naja's lips, when Ustadz Ilham teased him with tausiah about the duties of a wife.

“Mbak Naja .. prioritize your husband, because your paradise is no longer your mother, but your husband. Ridho your husband will open a thousand locked doors. Great not one word from him?”

Naja folded her lips with teary eyes. So far he's got to engage in a lie that an Excel person is telling. Although not as perfect as the shaleha woman, all this time she tried to keep herself from things that are contrary to religious teachings but, today, she is a sinful man.

“But although Mas Excel is heaven for Mbak Naja, it does not mean hell does not accompany it. There are many temptations following a beautiful and established man like you. Strengthen your courage, Mother. Reassure that only Ma'am Naja the queen in your heart, the angel whom Allah sends to fulfill the other half of your worship.” Ustadz Ilham, followed by a steady nod of an Excel.

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By midday this simple event is over. Wearing a pure white kebaya Naja stood next to Excel in a black suit and a white shirt. Excel doesn't seem like the person doing the wedding procession, the clothes it wears like a typical day at work.

Naja closed his eyes briefly, feeling the tightness that so infested him. "She really didn't want this wedding. I was just made into a collision by him." Naja's mind growled. Naja's eye beads watched Excel's back walk away from him

"Honey ..," Kira who wore a long robe and veil framing her father's face looked complacent as she stroked Naja's cheek. "Mama's sorry for being cruel to you, but Mama begs you very much for not leaving your son. Mom is a bad parent, son ... Mama's selfish for forcing you to get married this fast."

Kira hugged Naja tightly. His worries are still there but with Naja with Excel, Kira is calmer and no longer worried about Micah. After all, Excel says it's only a matter of their time together that hasn't been established for long.

Just be silent, whatever will be said or done at this time will not make the situation change.

Kira broke into an unwelcome hug, stroking Naja's cheek once more, "Cel, take Naja to the hotel where you are staying." he told his eldest son who was talking on the phone. The man turned his head and nodded, his lips looking apologetic for hanging up the phone impolitely. I grieve in my heart to see it all.

"It's good that we're left alone, so no one knows what I can do to you, Cel." I don't know which tan poisoned Naja's mind but a ridiculous thought circled her mind as Naja diras. A sly smile was engraved faintly at the corner of Naja's lips.

After saying a short goodbye, because Naja still could not accept his current status, Naja headed for the car that would take him to the hotel. Sitting next to Excel hates her like a flame. Can't wait to spit out his frustration at the man who has been busy with his clothes since.

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