My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Circumstances

Tristan turned around when Naja called out to him, the man did not intend to make Naja tormented with curiosity and cause the girl who had made him fall in awe was sad.

“You don't know if your husband helped a woman who was looking for a father for her baby? Or .. lest your husband is the biological father of the baby girl? Because of various things and circumstances that are less on their side, finally your husband, thrust the woman on me—“

“Stop your bullshit, Mister!" Cut Naja. Naja's voice shook violently, the heat of his heart suddenly bubbling as if ignited by fire as Tristan's words grabbed his ears. "I know where you're going ... Miss Micah did have a relationship with my husband in the past, and I'm sure the baby in her womb didn't belong to my husband, didn't Miss Micah have held you accountable for a long time? Even since I still work at your place!” Naja's hands clenched, he strengthened the heart. Far ... deep in her heart she still trusted her husband. Although there is a feeling of disappointment that is so strong to whip.

“Miss Micah's pregnancy test result is now in my hands .. At that time Miss Micah was declared five weeks pregnant when she came to your office and you two had a fight. So my husband is clean from your bad guess, because at that time my husband and Miss Micah did not know each other.”

Naja's voice echoed in the corner of the hallway that was suddenly quiet. There was not a single needle that fell or the wind that tried to break their debate. Crippling, when the eyes of the two men clashed sharply, no one intended to budge, let alone lower the rhythm of anger that stirred in each of them.

“Stay, Miss .... Your husband is too nosy by urging me to admit to a pregnancy that I also do not have...,” Tristan is a little softened, he is still on the side of his innocence.

“Every day I have to avoid your husband who keeps coming terrorizing me, so I think he has plenty of time to play around and if he has a busy time with his job, so, I'm sure he'll stop bothering me, even if it doesn't work.”

Both of Tristan's eyes moved wildly avoiding Naja who continued to press him with an increasingly sharpened look. As if he did not want to lose track of the lies from his expression.

“Nona .. I could have stopped bothering your husband if he stopped terrorizing me by thrusting Micah at me.. You know ‘kan .. I don't like used ..., you know <TAG1>kan ...,” Tristan surrender. He admitted defeat to the determination of the woman.

"What the Aerospace family nursed such a strong-hearted and courageous woman as her, not the young not the old." Inner Tristan shook her head.

“You mean?”

“Ya .. I like you because you're an honest person, even you say you're married even though I didn't ask, avoid misunderstandings that could happen next time. You're a woman who thinks far and anticipates. I like pure and clean souls .. and Micah, from the beginning I knew she was just using me, she wasn't a good woman, and I even only touched her once ... it was a long time ago, Miss ... maybe we started the approach early, and-and she .. seduced me boldly, she seemed to be in a hurry to conquer me with her body, to the point of making me sure ... he has motive behind him.”

Naja was silent, so this was not entirely Tristan's fault. “You mean, Micah was in touch with another man while with you?”

“Kurasa yes. You know why I asked her to be my jewelry model?" Naja.

"Because I'm sure one of my customer's husbands is the baby's father. He did not want our relationship to be exposed, and from there I knew many of Micah's secrets, and most surprisingly, your husband was the potential fiancee he left behind. So I wonder why your husband even helped the woman who had hurt him.” concluded Tristan who made Naja silent. He didn't even realize Tristan had left him alone in the deserted passageway. Until one of his coworkers woke him from the sea of thoughts that almost drowned him.

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The hustle and bustle of Naja's work room, unable to make Naja interested to discuss their success in conquering the wishes of Tristan. They were relentless in their opinions when the great Tristan was so thorough that even a single thread seemed to him. Laughing and cheering, they truly celebrated a day that felt like it was filled with victory.

Naja sighed heavily, Tristan's words so fixed in his mind. He tried to reconnect all the memories of Excel, Micah, and himself. Since when did Excel start caring about Micah?

Naja pulled his body to his feet, making some people who were in this room turn towards him. Without caring for them or saying goodbye, Naja grabbed her bag and passed away. He ordered a taxi through an app that would take him away from this place. His head seemed to be about to explode if he thought of this alone.

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Excel that afternoon was in a cafe near his wife's workplace, he intended to melt the frustration that was still lingering over his wife by bringing his wife's favorite menu. Cafes and restaurants that provide Japanese bento, is a favorite lunch spot of Naja. However, everything is muddled when he and Micah meet again by accident. In a city this big, what fate was too coincidental to bring them together as he had dashed all despair at the woman.

“It's been .. I just did that because we're fellow humans. And sorry, I might not be able to help you more because Tristan until now can't see you anymore. I'm concerned about your situation, but I can't do anything.”

“This is more than enough, Cel ... never mind, it's okay Tristan does not acknowledge this child .. I will work and live it alone. Sorry, I've been troubling you.” Ogre Micah. Excel believes the woman is holding back tears behind her lowered face.

Now Excel must swallow disappointed because his intention to meet Naja must be extinct. Apart from Micah, he also had to go back to have meetings with some of his subordinates. The grim face of Excel persisted, even though the meeting had begun, making this room even more gripping.

Excel felt his nose was very itchy, so he finally sneezed in the middle of a meeting room that was so tense.

“Sorry .. It looks like I got the flu.” Excel bowed in silence because his sneezing was so loud and repeated. “who talks about me behind?” inner Excel.

Throughout the meeting, he could not focus at all, especially not answering his calls, nor with the messages he sent. The man's eyes were fixed on the bento box perched on his desk. He looked at the pouch with a smile engraved with happiness behind the index finger that bends over his lips. He imagined his wife's smile and a hug as gratitude, or perhaps he could ask for more.

“I miss you, Na ..” shimmy Excel in heart. He blinked softly, feeling his body filled with a violent sigh, creeping slowly and smashing the entire surface of his body.

Excel hissed loudly, the man's body upright, with a very fast movement. Make some people in this room turn back to Excel. “Sorry ...,” Excel hastily hinted for them to refocus on the meeting this afternoon.

Rega, suddenly got up and came out after asking permission from Excel because his phone was shaking long. He rushed down to the courtyard where the caller asked him to meet.

The view of Rega wandering down one by one car and people passing by in the office yard. Until a black car opened its window, it showed a familiar looking person in its eyes.

“Why is he looking for me? Not Excel ... What is this?” batin Rega while walking across the courtyard and into the car.

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