My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Why Just Him?

Excel's body feels sore, legs and back feel numb. That was how he felt while accompanying Naja to sleep on the sofa in a sitting position, these past few days. The clock still shows at five in the morning, but Excel can not close his eyes again, although he still wants to laze for a moment. Excel's head rests on a pillow that's been sitting on the back of the couch since last night. His eyes swept across the dim-looking sky of the room. He recalled Micah saying that Naja had worked as an OG. Excel got up, his phone was in the room and so he rushed up the stairs to the room.

“Lo if the call can not be a bit sad little bit? Just be careful if it doesn't matter ..!” I was upset with Sam from behind the phone.

“You ever tell me, Where did you work before coming with you?” ignoring the annoyance of his best friend, Excel begins to faze what is troubling his mind.

“Oh ... he works in Tristan's office as OG .. Why?”

“So she hasn't come with you since you found her?” Excel's eyes darted so badly. It was fitting that he was familiar with Tristan, they were close before, Excel puffed his breath. Shit ... he said.

“Ya is not ... you are crazy ... suddenly the meaning of him to make my cooperation, is that it? You think he won't suspect?”

Excel fell silent, slowly digesting the words of his best friend.

“Lo called the cave early in the morning, disruptin sleep cave ngalahin mom cave, just for the question kek that? Are you sure you are healthy? You sure no longer baper because of the proximity of your wife Tristan?”

Excel is like choking on a bunch of bees. Her lips were open, but nothing came out of it. “Ya .. Why? After all I ... he ... my responsibility is now!”

“Since when did you sodaraan ma Aziz Gagap?” sam's laughter exploded across the phone, leading Excel to lower his phone and swipe his thumb as hard as the red icon on his phone screen. Excel clucked, he walked closer to the window that began to refract the sun's yellowish rays. His long fingers restored the hair that began to cover his forehead. Sam's words continued to buzz in the corner of his hearing. Excel raises his upper lip. He wasn't sure, but the thought really bothered him.

Throwing both hands into the pocket of the jogger pants he was wearing, Excel came back down. He frowned when he saw Naja who was still sound in his sleep. Excel clucked again, the steps getting longer near Naja. His hands stretched out to wake Naja but he paled as his eyes glanced at the traces of Naja's work still scattered on the table. He grabbed several sheets at once of the scented papers.

Excel's lips pout, he himself is only really paying attention now. Pretty good for a beginner, he thought. It even includes the type of material and the blend of accessories used. Excel's eye beads revolved around the half-finished sketch in full until his eyes were fixed on the corner of the paper with Tristan's name emblazoned with a fire emblem. Excel's eye beads ran around, looking for the meaning of the emblem, even while his forehead was furrowed.

Excel is sultry, when he finds no other name on the papers below. Hiss glided between Excel's teeth complaining to each other, he highlighted Naja as if ready to stab. Once again he turned the page of the paper, making sure that only the name Tristan there—even his name does not exist at all—

Excel threw the paper in his hand onto the table hard, but did not make Naja move from his sleep so Excel got more upset about it. “Why is Tristan the only one made? I can also pay for her clothes!” excel grumbled with his hands crossed on his chest, the man's eyes still lingering on Naja who was sleeping on her knees with strands of hair covering most of her face. While clucking, he immediately left Naja. “Sucks once he ...”

Excel swings its steps to the side page where there is a pool that he deliberately made to satisfy his favorite of swimming activities. He even prefers to relax while looking at the calm rippling water, with a crystal-like shine when the sunlight hits. Excel's mind doesn't calm down after it's there. Excel snorted as he rubbed his hands all over his face into his black hair. Tracked around the waist, he walked back and forth by the pool, “Why is it that perfectionist Tristan, he's even familiar? Is it possible that she has special feelings for Tristan?” the long chair of wood became the port of his body.

Clucked again, for he found no way to calm his mind. Exhaling violently, Excel moved from the recliner to start running on the treadmill immediately. Wishing he forgot all that had just disturbed his mind. Usually potent ....

The sun was almost rising, but there was no sign of the woman who had officially become a wife to wake up. In fact he seemed to find the most comfortable position—telumbang—letalagi blanket that bandaged him increasingly tightly hugging the body of Naja. Excel, who had finished his morning exercise, took a glass of milk before cleaning himself, took the time to approach his wife. The contents of his head refused to approach, but the legs easily betrayed, so now the dark eye bead was fun to enjoy the face with strands of hair that shaded. Sipping the almost cold milk, he continued down the curve of Naja's face and emptied into the tiny lips. Excel smiled cynically, he did not want to be more upset to see Naja who made him sultry. Moreover, Naja's clothes did not button properly, Excel hurriedly ran to the bathroom and drowned himself under the cold water from the shower.

Seemingly.

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Naja stretched his body, he immediately set his feet on the cold floor, throwing a blanket that had warmed his body. He was still clenching his eyelids, but the nose smelled something that made his stomach crow.

“I have breakfast under me Mbak Sita ..” a weak raucous voice glides from Naja's lips. He rubbed his side of his head while walking. But it instead hit a body that was so fragrant and fresh. As soon as Naja's eyes were fully rounded, her brain immediately realized that she was living alone with her husband.

“Eh ... I'm bad luck ..!” Naja's eye beads ran around, dodging from the body in front of him that was propping up the tray. “I want to take a shower first ..” he said cengengesan. The fragrant aroma of the sandwich made the crackling in his stomach shout louder and louder.

Naja retreated and turned around, his body feeling hollow due to Excel's terrifying gaze. Naja biting her lips realized she was wrong.

“Sit ..!” Naja immediately retreated and takedown his body on the sofa where he slept. Sounds Excel put a tray on the table, fearfully Naja stole a look at her husband who only his legs were able to reach.

“What is the behavior of a wife at home?”

“Sorry ...,” great-grandson Naja like not too dare to answer. He had made a fatal mistake even Excel had taken over the task this morning. Naja nodded. "Basic is useless ...." I want to feel like Naja hit his stupid head.

“Until when are you going to hide like that? Uprighten your head and comb your messy hair ... really hurt your eyes!” excel's voice was so cold that it pierced Naja's ear, that she immediately obeyed her husband. He immediately flicked his hair back and curled it, sitting upright, but he still did not dare to look at Excel.

“Eating ..!” excel command with hand crossed on chest. At seven o'clock in the morning, Excel was still at home, today there should be nothing so important in the office, so he could relax a little. But I don't know, Rega today can't get in because he's looking after his mother.

Naja put his lips together before grabbing a pile of bread with a full filling. Slowly he chewed the bread, though he was eager to devour it greedily. “This is so delicious,” Inner Naja while continuing to stuff the bread into her mouth. He was still careful with Excel watching.

The tone of a song rang out from Excel's phone, a well-groomed man in an old ash shirt wrapped around his body. “Ya ...,” replied Excel firmly while keeping her body away from Naja.

“I'll be leaving soon .. Just arrange my meeting after lunch! Before that time, do not schedule another meeting!” Firm and cold. Naja eavesdropped on her husband's conversation on the phone, though she didn't know what it all meant. It will be busy all afternoon until evening. Naja breathed a sigh of relief, he could relax without the strain gripping.

Just suddenly stopping his jaw movement, he remembered last night Excel was being very nice to him. The tail of Naja's eyes glanced slightly at Excel who was busy staring at the screen of his phone. “Why is he so annoying again when morning comes? Did he get cursed? Pas malem good, the morning is annoying again ...."

“What do you see?” Naja patterned, he immediately went back to devouring his breakfast in one mouthful.

“Today don't go anywhere .. stay home! Don't wander!” Excel commands. The man took the car keys in the drawer without taking off his gaze from Naja who seemed to have trouble swallowing his breakfast.

Naja nodded, regretting having fed the bread at once, finally he could not argue Excel commands that were a bit strange he thought. Dawdle? She's a cat, what?

“Later someone will clean the house .. You don't have to do anything!” excel has reached the front door.

Naja immediately pushed his breakfast into the stomach with a glass of warm milk. “Waiting Cel ..!” yell a little trouble. He wiped the rest of the milk with the back of his hand while running towards the door.

Excel who has reached his car turned around, “Depath your clothes!”

Hearing an Excel speech, Naja gasped. He glanced at the pajamas with the top button open. “Gosh ..!” She turned around while squeezing her clothes. “You leave ... I'll call you later!”

Naja bit his lip and ran back inside the house, leaving Excel still glued to the wings that Naja had left behind. “Aneh ..!” excel's upper lip rose a few degrees, but before long he smiled. I don't know what that guy was thinking.

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