My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
How Regretful

Excel removed the glasses that had been perched at the base of his nose for several hours. Swiping both eyes that feel tired because of facing the computer screen for too long. His breathing slowly blew after seeing what time it was. Midnight.

Hurry up he keeps track of his work and then turns off the computer. Tidying up some of the items that were still scattered into their original place then he swung his legs into the room.

The lights are always dimly lit as long as Naja becomes an additional occupant in this room, Excel goes straight to the closet to change his clothes with pajamas. But when he turned around, he did not find Naja on the bed as he had laid. While clucking, he stepped closer to the sofa.

“This is why I want to move ..” murmured Excel. The man's hand was stretched out under Naja's body to move her to the bed after removing the pillow that Naja hugged tightly. Slowly because he was afraid if Naja woke up.

Naja who felt his body drift, rounded his eyes full. He even shrieked loudly when he realized he was in Excel's deck.

“What do you want?” yelled Naja while pushing the chest of the Excel field. The roar so suddenly made Excel tighten his grip, he was afraid if Naja to be thrown to the floor because he was also no less surprised to hear Naja's scream.

“Release me ..!” Hardik Naja is still struggling. Until it escaped the Excel handle from behind the knee of Naja, and the girl was freefall on the floor. Luckily Excel's feet were in the right place so that Naja's head didn't hit the floor.

“You are so careless ... What if you get hurt?”

Naja continued while upholding himself, he rubbed the back of his body while grimacing withstanding the pain.

“Sleep in bed, let me sleep on the sofa ..” Excel grabs Naja's hand, helps her stand up.

“Ngga need, I'm used to sleeping there.” The tail of Naja's eyes stole a glance toward Excel suspiciously.

“I force ... sleep there or I will do what you fear!” Excel pressed his every word, his eyes piercing sharply.

“Ngga want .. later you are sick even I am in salahin,” Naja flicked his palm, while holding his aching hip Naja stretched back to the sofa. Grimacing with pain and shame.

“Have you given up your lover, so you would argue with me? You really don't want to go back to her?” Excel caught up with Naja, he was upset because almost every night Excel always slept while sitting across from Naja. Until morning, Excel is new to bed to rest properly.

Naja turned around and the tip of the nose was tiny but a little pointed it hit the chest Excel. “Auch,” Naja staggered .. Of course he was just pretending, because he felt burning while smelling the body scent of Excel that cross-section filled his nose.

Excel hand deftly grabbed Naja's hand, preventing her from being stunned. Pulling Naja to—by accident— hit his chest again.

Naja was suddenly paralyzed when his bead was filled to the brim with Excel's cold face. As if bewitched, Naja stared at the jet soot in turn. Close, only two hands of Naja who focused the chest Excel as a separator, until the smell of mint felt hit the face more sticky.

But Excel immediately disconnects that eye contact, throwing the face in any direction. He is afraid of being swept away by an overly supportive atmosphere. Anyway ... he doesn't want to make Naja hate him more.

“But Cel ... there is definitely not comfortable—“

“Already know here is not comfortable, still desperate to sleep here ... even if you sleep in bed, I also do not intend to touch you!” once again, Excel froze Naja with his gaze.

“Do not say much .. sleep there and close your eyes. No noise .. Your voice can make my ears hurt!” connect Excel still with the tone of the voice rising.

Naja still pecked for a while, he still observed Excel who laid his body on the sofa which was actually quite soft. If Naja is lying there, the length of the sofa is still able to load his body despite having to fold his legs and in the morning, the neck feels stiff. But if Excel, —Naja sure— he will definitely feel sore tomorrow morning.

Excel placed his arm over his eyes, but before that he still had time to cast a warning look at Naja, so that Naja headed to the bed feeling bad.

Naja was still lingering at her husband who was not moving at all. Slightly pulling the corner of her lips, Naja went down and picked up the blanket in the closet. Without hesitation he spread that thick blanket over Excel's body. Naja's lips folded inwards covering the smile that was about to crack.

“Until when will you stand there? Or do you want to sleep here with me?” excel's cold voice glides even if it doesn't change its position at all.

Naja gasped and quickly returned to the bed and drowned himself in the blanket. His eyelids were tightly fused together. Naja's breath is still kembis kempis not because so surprised. I never thought Excel would know her behavior from behind the arm.

“That's a shame ...,” Naja's lips moved silently before she rolled back to Excel. Both of his palms covered his face with a veiling feeling of shame.

Excel, actually, hasn't slept. He was still trying to cast away the shadow of the face of Naja who was staring at him. The woman's gaze was so alluring, her tiny, almost pale lips made her look natural. Faced with Naja, Excel must increase self-control, he does not want to be released and even make everything chaotic. But still, the mischievous shadow was seductive.

“That face is really unsettling,” Excel tilts her body, pulling the blanket up high. Unfortunately, his breathing went faster, even with his heart. The rhythm starts to shake.

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