My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Second Time

Naja opened her eyes when she felt her body shaken. His eye bead felt clear even though the eyelids were slightly swollen. Moving wildly scrutinizing dimly lit rooms tends to be dark.

Excel room, so the first thought is caught when smelling the distinctive aroma of Excel that traces in the smell. Naja held tightly to the old gray blanket framing his body, his head turning slowly. Seen by his eyes the back layered with white shirts that were on his back.

Naja breathed a sigh of relief, at least he was not thrown in the middle of the road, because since entering the car that transports them from the airport, Naja could not resist sleepiness. Yes, Naja took part back to the capital after everyone proposed so.

“Follow your husband where he took you Ja..,” shrieked Edi when Naja said he wanted to stay and take care of him. “Father tomorrow will go home after chemo Nak ...”

“But Sir .. I still want to be with you here. I haven't let go of missing you guys.”

“There will be another time after this .. You can visit Mr another time, but for now you must follow your husband ...” timpal Wasti asserted. Wasti had been standing at the door with his back.

Naja turned to his mother, then exhaled as if he could no longer refute the decision of his parents. “Alright .. but don't hide anything from me,” pinta Naja while lowering her face.

After saying that, he hurried to his parents. Not to forget a million wejangan follow the steps Naja to get to the car. Wasi, Pita and Tara just stopped chattering when the car glass was closed, leaving a wave of hands that led to his departure.

Naja sat his limp body, the girl's eyes found a clock perched on the lamp table next to Excel. “Midnight ...,” murmured Naja. Once again he circulated his gaze throughout the room and ended up at the back of Excel's body which seemed to fix his sleeping position.

Surely will not be able to sleep again, Naja moved down from the bed slowly because he did not want to disturb the sleep of the man next to him. Turn on the lights, Naja looking for a carry bag that always becomes his travel companion. The bag Jen bought when she went to Paris six months ago. Almost all of her belongings were Jen's gifts, and Naja who was always made faint to see the inherent price tag, could not refuse Jen's request to wear it. The boss of Naja always wove his tiny lips if Naja objected to receiving these items.

The medium-sized bag was lying on the sofa, Naja rushed up to him. Ride the phone all day is not touched at all. “Mati ...,” murmured while getting up after looking for the phone charger device.

“You want to kill me?”

“ASTAGA ...,” Naja tiptoed as Excel's cold voice firmly pounced on him. Holding his chest still pounding, he flipped his body, finding Excel sitting with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Can't don't surprise people like that?” yelled Naja who had not yet mastered himself. A huge breath that was blown from Naja's nose, filled the room so quietly.

“You alone are daydreaming,” accuse Excel with a piercing expression Naja cynical.

Naja threw his hand out of his chest, ending his shock with a gasp of breath so hard. “I'm not daydreaming, but I'm looking for a place to charger hape ...,” denies Naja defending himself.

“By the sofa there ...,” chin Excel pointed single sofa opposite its position. “don't be noisy, I'm just going to sleep.” Excel alert gets a snort from Naja.

Excel today has to finish its work until almost the early hours of the morning. Although Rega has completed some but Rega also can not handle everything. After giving a final warning look as Naja landed her body on the sofa, Excel pulled her body back down. Intend to go to sleep immediately because his body feels very tired.

“Iya .. yes,” sulk Naja while clucking. “I'm certainly a kid who doesn't understand the warning.” Naja's lips grumbled.

“Yes you are indeed a boy ..” said Excel despite not changing his position.

“Sucks ...,” Naja moves her lips silently. Even those lips curled uncontrollably at Excel.

Finding what he was looking for, Naja connected the phone with a charger. While waiting for his phone to fill up, Naja again researched Excel rooms that are certainly very large and luxurious. The second time he entered this room, his life had already changed by one hundred and eighty degrees. Naja fix elbows on her knees, the woman's palms support her chin. His eyes were fixed on the room owner who was breathing regularly.

I was setting my heart to accept all this. Just accept .. but not by living together forever. It is difficult to divert the love that has long settled in the heart. But it is not easy to also ignore parents who seem to expect a lot from this loveless marriage. Naja exhaled as she threw her back at the softly bouncing sofa.

When the day changes in the morning, Naja already sits sweetly waiting for Excel to wake up. It feels foreign when it is in the same place but the status has changed. In this room, there was nothing else I could do but shut up. Condemn himself, why last night even argue instead of making to do list, about what and how Naja should behave.

Unable to bear it, Naja finally moved closer to Excel which since last night - apparently - did not change his sleeping position, slightly bowed. After all, it's noon, as you remember, Naja Excel will leave for the office in an hour. It doesn't matter if I wake her up early.

As perfect as an angel when sleeping but incarnated to be very annoying when the dark eyes were staring at him. Naja wet her lips before touching her fingers on Excel's sturdy wavy arm.

“Cel ... wake up,” Naja pulls her hand again, grasping it in the air. Doubtful to touch the body of this man in front of him again. Naja retreated after a while the man did not budge at all, while biting Naja's lips turned around and set an alarm on his phone instead. Put the phone in the settings to sound five more minutes on the light table.

“Be a good wife,” the words of her mother who became an imaginary thread that controlled her ears. Naja close his lips, his mind rests to do what the mother tells him to do, though in his heart he firmly refuses. Naja's brain is used to accepting the mother's doctrine, ignoring it makes the day feel awkward.

Naja walk slowly approaching the closet, “maybe nyiapin shirt time yes.” hand Naja outstretched to open the box made of dark glass. Jaw Naja split when looking at the collection of clothes and suits belonging to Excel dominant basic colors and dark. The woman's forehead wrinkled as her hands went down the pile of clothes stacked to color. Black, white, ash, and blue. Just it's.

“What are you doing?” Naja patterning with index finger still left between the folds of clothes. His heart stopped for a moment, even with his breath. Naja shook his head.

“I'll just get you a shirt,” Naja's body shuffled to face the owner of the closet. When Naja's gaze arrived above Excel, the man was rubbing his eyes, stretching his arms over his head. Yawning while pulling his body up and dangling his feet touched the floor.

Naja's lips curled down, “kukira he went straight to the killing phase without going through the normal phase of people waking up,” Batin Naja when found Excel in a loosening arrogance.

"What do you see?" Excel lifted her body from the bed, "get out, I can do everything myself." he said tightly and coldly. Those dark eyes pounced on Naja with glances capable of tearing through a thin layer of Naja's skin.

Naja chirped, "It just so happens that in front of me there is a human still breathing, so I saw it. If there's a shadow, I'll run." He turned quickly and walked to the door.

"Who would help him? It's good that everyone can be alone, you'll give birth to your own child." grumbled Naja when his hand touched the iron doorknob. "I'd better go to the kitchen .. there's more fun." Naja's lips have advanced a few inches as if they can be paled.

"I heard that ...," Excel's voice echoed in Naja's ear making her eyeballs widen perfectly, before jumping out of the room in one step.

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