My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Overdoing yourself

Naja's hand was stretched out in front of the door of the now-closed Excel room. Doubtful, but he had to do that, it was almost night and Excel had not been out of the room since lunch. His fingers tapped slowly, patiently pausing his beat. Either can stock patient from where, Naja does not know. He just felt he needed to do that. More Excel .had reminded him earlier.

His back to the closed door, he swept his gaze across the room above. Maybe Naja who thinks excessively, but this house is exactly as he wants. “I think it's just a coincidence .. Where does he know what kind of house I want?” muttered Naja while continuing to remember who he expressed his intention. Besides Ai .., he only posted his dream on his social media account. Naja shrugged his shoulders, and threw him away shortly afterwards.

“What are you thinking? Why have you been standing there so long? Do you just intend to bother me?”

Naja jumped when Excel was standing next to him, “Just be surprised!” yelling Naja patterned, his hand held his chest as if holding his heart in place.

“You're daydreaming .. I'm waiting for you to get rooted!” spray Excel while sliding his body, letting Naja in. “Your body is in the closet on the left.” The reconnect again while passing back to his desk let Naja take his belongings that some of them are still in the suitcase.

Excel deliberately designed his room wider so that he could put his work desk in the room. Once again he still thought that he did not want to have a woman who would live with him. I don't know, why he used to not think to make a workspace separately, if he has children later will certainly be hassles, considering Ranu as a toddler often messed up his papa's workspace.

Standing in front of the cupboard he had opened, his eyes glanced back at Excel, who sat down and spoke on a dark laptop screen. Excel turned his head so that their gazes clashed for a moment, Naja understood that Excel was conducting a video meeting, so he hurried to leave the Excel room after picking up some clothes and other necessities.

Naja scanned the other two rooms that were in front of him. Slowly he approached the room and pulled down the doorknob, “ locked,” muttered Naja when the door did not open despite repeatedly pulling it. He turned to another door, the same thing happened. Complaining slowly, Naja returned to the Excel room. He knocked again on the door of the Excel room but until some time he did not get an answer.

Just exhaling, he didn't care if Excel would spurt it out. Slowly he pushed the door open, and settled into the swivel chair that Excel was sitting on.

“Cel ... I borrowed the bathroom.” Lirih Naja right at the nape of Excel, making a man who was seriously listening to the explanation of his colleague jumped from his seat.

Excel's entire body bristled, Naja's warm gusts of breath accompanied by her distinctive breath scent, reminiscent of her unintentional kiss of the time. Excel hastily turned off its camera and laptop microphone. The man's long hand rubbed his face violently, as if throwing away another feeling that was bothering him. It took a while for him to return to normal, before facing Naja who seemed astonished by his behavior.

“Do you know what you just did?” tanya Excel held back from looking at the sinless expression from Naja's face. Is that as stupid as he is?

“Not ... What is it?” Naja frowned, the girl's bead eyes running around every corner on the inside of her eyelids. “I just asked permission to use the bathroom, does it count errors?" he continued after he thought there was nothing wrong with his words and actions just now. He even thought he was doing the right thing.

Excel turned his head, his hand re-scooped face, “Turn your body ..!” excel's word is sharp and terrible making Naja raise objections and protests.

“But Cel ... Other rooms in lock all!” naja said, he knows he will be kicked out at this time. In addition to interfering with his work, he should have .. asked for the key instead of borrowing Excel's private bathroom. Naja bit his lip when he realized what his mistake was.

"Turn your body ...!" excel command higher than previous tone.

Naja's body turned slowly, his head lowered, "Sorry ... ak—"

Naja could not continue his speech, when Excel breathed in the back of Naja's neck. “You know you're wrong, but you're still pretending. Did you just use your brain as a decoration, hem?" the hissing-like speech made Naja round his eyes and close them almost simultaneously. The things that he had picked up were scattered at his feet. He completely froze, and did not expect his mistake to be so fatal. This finally?

“Ma-maaf ...,” Naja shifted her body forward, seinchi further, but Excel hunted her down, even this time Excel aligned her face on the side of Naja's face. Not daring to move, cold sweat flowing over his bristling body and feeling hot.

Naja biting lips, when lips Excel—entah accidentally or not—touch with his skin. Naja was so scared right now, that he kept his body away from Excel. But not yet going any further, Excel managed to catch the middle of his arm, pressing it full of warnings. Bringing Naja's body turned to face Excel again.

"But ... no next time! If next time you act recklessly, I'll gladly help bury that dream of being with your Ai!"

Naja's eyes were fully rounded, his gaze filled with Excel's facial reflections that confirmed a menacing smile. Naja pulled his hand, but Excel tightened the check. He asserted that he was not messing with his words.

"Sick Cel ... release!" pinta Naja while continuing to thrash. Even now one hand helps release Excel checks that are still tightly coiled.

"I-yes .. I'll remember it!" finally broke up. He knows he'll never win against Excel. The bead of his eyes feels wet, of course because the grip of Excel is painful and also about Syailendra.

"Does such a mistake have to hurt this much you pressure me? Haven't you been harboring my dreams since you made me have no choice like this? You're wrong too, but I'm not demanding anything from you!"

Naja pulled his hand and ran away leaving the petrified Excel. Get down the stairs quickly and just stop at the bottom of the stairs. For a moment he was confused about where to go, but he immediately stepped again after his eyes saw the hallway leading to the backyard.

The back room of the kitchen might not be locked, so Naja decided to pull herself over there. Spill everything in there.

"Excel sucks!" yelling Naja who was swallowed by the white bed sheet underneath. The small hand clenched and hit the mattress repeatedly. His hanging legs were crashing into the empty air. He continued to repeat the mockery in Excel until his frustration was reduced.

Outside the door, Excel hears Naja's cries and mockings. The hand that was originally banging on the door was closed, he was a little relieved after having a chance to think no-no. He thought Naja would drown himself in the pool or do other reckless deeds. Excel's breath was wasted so hard, I don't know what went into thinking so excessively. Excel's body squeezed, pitting his forehead against the door leaf.

"I must be crazy ...!" Excel pulled next to his lips, his palm pressing against the chest that was still pounding incoherently. Overthinking, making him tense even he forgot his online meeting.

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Forgive typo scattered🙏 Sorry also for the late up🙏

Happy Reading😊's