My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
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Whether this was the day, Naja had to swallow her disappointment again because she did not manage to meet Tristan even though she had been scouting for the whole morning. The man seems to be avoiding Naja, making Naja careless, both on Lisa and on Sam who tried to stop him.

However, the woman's lips flashed a smile as she looked at Tristan's suit that had just been brought into Sam's room. Tristan doesn't want to fit clothes in the room that other people wear, he always does it in Sam's room. A large mirror with lights filled half of Sam's room.

“When is he here?” naja asked Sam who gave instructions to some of his men.

“Entahlah .. may wait for you off guard or maybe he is really busy,” Sam does not turn his head at all, he is busy arranging his room to look neat.

“Tell him, I'm off now ..”Naja said to Sam who turned to Naja.

“Don't do anything, I don't want your husband getting angry with me!” exclaiming Sam sharp. He has been ultimatum by his friend to keep Naja, not to let Naja approach Tristan goods even a little. Besides, does Sam have a choice?

“Then lest he know ... I will be out for a while until Tristan comes ..,” Naja passes away without letting Sam approve or reject Naja's request.

“Ngga male .. ngga female, like maksa.” Sam grumbled as he took his phone. He called Tristan if he wanted to come now.

“You know Excel no, yes?” sam's inner self with his cell phone clasped in his hand, momentarily thinking what reason he would use for Tristan to come today. Sam shrugged his shoulders, trying his luck this time.

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Naja intends to wait for the arrival of Tristan in a cafe not far from Sam's fashion house, he chose lunch early, after all he is often quickly hungry now. No matter the night blind, or early morning, he will fill his stomach, depending on Excel who now does not know the time to disturb his sleep.

But Naja's steps came to a halt as his eyes caught the sight that hurt his eyes. He stared intensely, two people talking in the glass room, although he could not hear it, he was sure they were talking about something very serious.

“Detached pairs have now returned together, yes ...” Tanna was standing next to Naja. The woman's face was filled with happiness. “... I'm very happy to see this scene, even though I can't have Excel, but I'm happy to see them together and happy.”

Naja gasped, "Tanna ...?" he muttered, hurriedly pulling his lips at a glance, he only stared at his best friend for a moment. He did not want the heartache that suddenly appeared to dominate his face was read by Tanna. “What are you doing here?”

“Nothing ... just happened to be here, and you just happened to be here .. how about we eat together,” Tana with her spoiled style. The girl grabbed the middle of Naja's arm, pulling her closer to the door. But Naja hurriedly held back his steps, so Tanna immediately turned to face Naja.

“Tan ... It looks like I have to let you down .. I have to go back to the boutique, I think I've been here too long ...,” Naja is not very good at making excuses, let alone lying, indeed, he's really not used to it. So often he could not refuse his friend's invitation. Like at the moment.

Tanna flipped her body. “Why? Don't tell me you're jealous to see them?” Tanna let go of her check, she stared intently at her best friend. “ Na... You should not baper because Excel once admitted you in front of his parents. I'm sure Excel didn't have a choice at the time, and I'm sure you're just as happy as I was when you saw them together again, yes ‘kan?”

“I ... I don't know ..” Naja winks his eyes quickly, driving away the tears that have accumulated. He really does not know his feelings at this time, for sure he feels disappointed, “... I should go back, Tan. sorry to disappoint you.” He turned around and left the cafe. Leaving Tanna who was staring at Naja's departure with an incomprehensible look.

Naja tried to refocus after seeing her husband and Micah, she did not want to be affected by the incident and tried to think positively. After all, Naja did not intend to let go of Excel just like that, even though Tanna's speech had a point. He was sure there was a lot he could do if Excel began to be affected by his ex.

A brief ringing was heard from the phone that was in his pocket. Slowly he took the phone and opened it.

"Where? Tristan dateng .. you better get ready, wait for the code from me so that everything does not fall apart."

Naja tightly grasped the phone in his hand, after reading the message. She only hoped that her husband's business with Tristan would be finished soon. Naja felt, Tristan was too childish by enlarging the trivial-sounding problem.

Thirty full minutes, Naja's ears were filled with people's voices and then gidded with panicked faces. Naja guessed, Tristan showed a powerful and meticulous attitude typical of a Tristan. Until a full call of relief from one of Sam's employees, made Naja immediately put some items in the bag that he had provided earlier.

And Sam's voice, which he deliberately hardened for Naja to hear, made Naja sweat cold and shiver in the heart. Even so he was ready with his hands gripping the doorknob. As soon as Tristan's footsteps began to creep in his ears, Naja immediately pushed the door and pretended to be busy with her belongings.

Tristan, who was followed by Maureen, slowed his pace when he saw Naja controlling the passageway to this elevator. The arrogance on the man's face rose quickly and seemed to ignore Naja.

"You stand in our way, Miss ..," Tristan rebuked in her sharp, domineering voice.

Naja's steps came to a halt right in front of Tristan, two steps away. Naja raised her face slowly to meet Tristan. Then he turned to his right and left, before looking back at Sam with both eyebrows raised, "Really? I guess this hallway is still spacious even for walking ten people at once!" looking at Tristan was no less haughty and sharp, Naja's speech sounded even more piercing.

Tristan exhaled. "Housing a rich and powerful man makes you an arrogant woman and being impudent apparently, Miss, for both your husband's possessions and power will soon vanish." Tristan's lips swerving with pride.

"Oh yeah?" He held his head which was originally tilted. "And what is it because of the man who hides behind the power of his parents just because of a small problem? I think a real man is a man with a chest when rejection and defeat come to him."

"Heuh ... the woman behind the Dirgantara family seems to have high guts." Tristan's lips sneered as he began to get bored with the courage of Naja who cornered him. Tristan indeed exaggerates the problems that exist when complaining to his father, thus inviting the wrath of the father. For a moment he thought, the tail of his eyes glanced at Naja who was still staring at him intensely.

"Why, Sir? Is my word right? You should immediately tell the truth to your parents, here the problem can be simpler if we talk about it carefully and use logic."

Tristan hissed increasingly. His teeth clashed tightly, furious because there was a woman who was so brave to challenge and call herself at will.

"If you still want to wear me, let's talk about the loss, for you of course, because I won't feel lost even if I mess up your event, right? My husband knows my limits and I am aware of my shortcomings..Is that not what you can understand yet?"

"Alright .. apparently I have no loophole to avoid you, Miss." Tristan flicked his hand in front of Naja, as if to ease Naja's anger.

"Well .. I admit that there are actually more serious things that make me unable to stop attacking your husband .. And surely you do not know this," A smile full of mystery adorned Tristan's lips. He stepped forward and spoke, "Tell your husband, don't interfere in the affairs of others .. Even if helping someone who is weak is a virtue to be proud of!"

The emphasis sentence from Tristan made Naja frown. He looked at Tristan demanding an explanation. Moreover, the man chuckled triumphantly.

Tristan passed by with a triumphant laughter adorning his lips. He breezed, passing through Naja just like that. While Maureen, she smiled wryly at Naja. The woman's lips curled up an apology without a sound.

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