My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Your meaning to me

Rega directs Excel to the hospital as Micah still has to get treatment. He fainted again and his condition was unstable, according to Rega, Micah was powerless to see his mother's departure and this made Excel astonished. Along the way, Excel's mind is crammed with a thousand questions, maybe now is the time for all to unfold.

Rega left many voice notes explaining Micah's presumed chronology. He was reported by a woman for having committed the murder of his biological father. The woman witnessed the incident herself. At the same time, Micah's mother also exhaled her last breath after sustaining a severe injury to the blood vessels leading to the brain. Diana was confirmed to have been physically and psychologically abused before being taken to hospital. However, thanks to Surti's testimony, Micah was granted respite until his condition improved.

Rega greeted Excel as the tall man walked so quickly towards her.

“Mikha is awake, Cel ...! You better ask him directly,” Rega's advice when Excel wants to open his mouth. He knew that Excel's question didn't lead to how Micah killed his father, but what really happened to their relationship. Rega knows the reason for his brief explanation, Excel must have clearly captured the awkwardness of the terrible events in the past, surely Excel felt defeated by Micah and Rudi. Rega thought, this is their chance to let go of each other's binding attachments even if it's just an invisible thread.

Micah was sitting his body on the hospital bed, he was looking down with reinforcement from the middle-aged woman who continued to hold his hand. Hearing the door open, Micah raised his face, for a split second he could not believe his vision. How could Excel stand in front of him after he didn't care? Then various allegations ambushed him instantly, his bead turned to Surti who immediately shook his head weakly.

Micah pulls next to his lips, “You are not welcome here, Cel!” the call came back haughty. He was determined not to be pitied or tell his fate in Excel. He did not want to, he did not deserve, and he realized .. that Excel—although he is not a man who is sensitive to the feelings of women, not a romantic man who will shower his women with flowers, but, or reveal a flutter that sometimes even makes women sick— deserves the best woman in the world. Excel will show his feelings with his rigid and violent actions. But that's what Micah likes and as long as Micah is with Excel, Excel has never let him down.

Excel stepped closer to the bed while Rega was still standing holding the door. Surti seemed to understand the meaning of the highlight of Excel's eyes that were fixed on him, so he immediately moved from the edge of the bed. He bowed for a moment at Excel before leaving the room, Rega closed the door, letting them solve problems that Rega said were endless.

“So who have you been mummified for so long?” Excel still looked at the door closing when he asked, looking impatient to skin Micah and his rottenness. He still vividly remembers being invited to dinner by Micah to their residence in a luxurious apartment in the capital's elite neighborhood. There, Rudi tells how he raised Micah alone. Micah's mother died when Micah was a child. The sentence is still clearly imprinted in Excel's heart, and perhaps it is also what made him say yes when asked to marry Micah.

Once again, Micah drew next to his pale lips. Seemingly underestimates Excel with his attitude. “You're upset I lied to you? Or are you upset about feeling stupid in front of me?”

“Jawab only ... I don't have much time!” exclaim Excel with perfect clenched hands.

Micah smiled before letting out a long laugh, for a while. Makes Excel grow furious because it feels in play.

Micah tried to ease his laughter, “Alright, Excel ... All this time I lied to you, my mom was alive and she just left me today. The breng sek man who confessed to my father has also been eliminated now. I've been lying to you all this time, Cel. Please you sue me in court for the loss I have created during our time together.” Micah's eyes showed no doubt and looked cruel. He really wanted Excel to hate him. Take revenge on him.

Excel did not blink looking at Micah, he did not feel pity or want to just grab the woman again. He was too embittered even though he did not intend to sue Micah for damages.

“Where have you been going?”

Micah tilted his head, the brown eye bead was angled. “Already Cel ... I am willing to compensate you, we are done since then!” saying that was as if he was caught off guard by all the questions that led to Micah's departure at that time. He was tired of telling lies over and over again.

“Alright .. if that's what you want!" Excel backs off "I've prepared a lawyer for you .. Think of it as my last gift. After this ... I never thought you existed .. even though you know what you mean to me.” Excel dimmed, he had already got the clarity of his fate. He turned his body, leaving a place he had never expected.

When the pain showed a scratch, now it feels clear which part is bleeding. Now it was clear where he had to sew the wound. Highlight Excel's eyes were completely illegible as usual, but Micah clearly saw Excel hurt. But he doesn't care, it's the best.

“Cel .. does your lover know Tristan?”

Excel froze his steps, he didn't look at all. “Ya ..!”

"Do you know, you've only ever worked as an OG?"

"Yes .." replied Excel after a moment of thought. THE OG? thought.

"You believe him? Just like?" Implied dislike of Micah's questions that can be captured clearly by Excel.

"Yes ...!" excel dropout. He decided to speak according to his heart and reality.

Micah snorted, “I guess, I've proved enough that an innocent face is not a guarantee..I hope you learn something from our story!”

Excel looked at Micah who was now bringing out his original self. The real Micah, though still haughty and cruel.

The thin membrane of the clear liquid began to frame Micah's bead, it seemed to shake so hard he held his heart back from shouting that he did not accept all this. Wanted him to squander in a decoction he had never felt other than with Excel. Wanting him to weaken in front of this man, begging for forgiveness. Saying honesty that feels like it has muntab at the end of his vocal cords. But ... no. he did not want to fool the man again because of his mistake. He must be strong.

“Goodbye, Micah .. I've been here too long!”

Micah gasped, he was not stupid when men said that, meaning that there was someone waiting for him. Is there any right to ask?

Micah's beads run around, realizing that something is wrong with his relationship with Naja now. “A soon as you change because of women, Cel? Two years with me without overstepping the line, is that what made you vent yourself to Naja?”

Excel still crossed eyes on Micah who looked increasingly collapsed his defenses. “Am I wrong to do that?” excel asked with narrowed eyes, he could read Micah's jealousy.

“If I could say it's wrong, Cel .. but I know, I've got no rights.” Micah confirmed his body position to a comfortable position. “Hopefully your choice is no longer wrong at this time.”

“From you I learned, you take it easy .. I make sure this time I'm the one who will catch you wrong. I know which ravine, which valley is soothing!”

Excel literally moved from Micah's room, besides being sick he got nothing here. Right ... he's already done farewell with Micah. Now, he had to remove the trace of Micah from every corner of his heart.

Micah could no longer contain the cries that had urged him to come down. He is weak and helpless. However, he immediately wiped away his tears, half of his life was already worthless for losing his spirit, but half of his life still had to be responsible for the life that depended on him. At least in prison, he doesn't have to peddle himself anymore. He was determined to be the new Micah.

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Rega escorts Excel until he arrives at the front of the house, but Rega soon returns home because his mother is currently unwell. Excel waved his hand at Rega as the man looked worried about her. Excel still drove Rega until his best friend's car was no longer visible in his eyes.

The light is still on with the light, making Excel pat his eel. He forgets that Naja is alone and must be afraid in a new house without anyone accompanying him. The television is still on with a loud roaring volume, in front of him a line of the middle body is rolling with a sharp. Excel exhaled a rough breath, he was astonished by this extremely unruly woman. Whichever and how it wants. Excel's outstretched hand massaged his forehead, meaning he still had to sleep in a sitting position even in his own home that he hoped could get comfort while resting.

Excel throws a car key into a drawer under the television. He went upstairs to clean up. His tired body needs refreshment, even with his brain. Soon, Excel came back down with blankets and pillows. He scratched his temple, thinking how to make his sleep comfortable this time.

This elongated single sofa has been largely mastered by Naja, so Excel takes a position under the feet of Naja. Taking a soft round chair from the living room as a footstool, Excel sits with an extra pillow as a backrest. It could be that Excel raised Naja, but remember the events of the past, Excel undoes its intentions. He wouldn't argue with Naja blind nights like this.

Excel glanced at Naja, hesitating that he extended his hand to touch Naja's leg so that Excel's hand hung in the air and squeezed his own fingers. "I'm sorry Na... tomorrow you can sleep better in your own room." murmured Excel with the corner of the lips outlined a smile.

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