My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Only He Makes This More Attractive

At least, I did something right, to you ....

Yes ... something is right. Like now.

Like this afternoon, in the hot sun, Excel drove his car to Sam&Sam. After Naja's remark yesterday, he felt challenged to try to conquer the woman's heart. Even he had done things that he had never done before to another woman, but in fact it did not work on Naja. He just hopes, his consultation with the search engine can produce results.

Full night, he pondered and convinced himself, that only Naja was steady to fill his heart. He presupposes all possibilities, and .. yes, he is afraid of losing Naja. The girl is careless and likes money, Jen said.

A smile adorned his ever-tight face, while remembering Naja. He swiped, the box contains japanese cheese cake that some time ago had been valued by Naja and Jen. Excel remembers very well, Naja was so hooked on the cake that looked soft and light. Hope you still like that cake. I don't know ... Excel simply thinks, the woman's penchant changes often, even on money .. and Excel doesn't know what his wife's favorite is right now.

The road is quiet at this time, making the entire point of view of the entrance into Excel vision which is quite observant. His breathing was restrained, his heart was pumping faster when he saw Naja who was walking quickly and still like yesterday after they had a disagreement. Tense but his eyes are sad.

Without thinking anymore, in addition to being sure of his decision, Excel turned the car in the cafe and restaurant where Naja used to eat lunch. However, he still gave a distance so that Naja did not know of his presence.

After parking his car, Excel immediately entered and searched for the woman in all corners of the room framed by transparent glass. But Excel, which has fostered hope, must immediately remove buds that begin to grow. The rope that hooked the bag containing the cake clasped tightly until it hurt, seeing two people who were so familiar in his eyes were talking warmly. Even their smiles expanded without shame.

Excel twisted his body, intending to leave before his weak side appeared down the cheek. He felt very sick and tight. However, his steps seemed to be stuck in invisible objects, refusing to leave. Even his feet swung and sat on a chair that was not too far from the position of the two people who were discussing it. Deflect.

“It's enough ‘kan, the bases, Mr. Tristan ...,” Naja's voice sounded pressing without leaving a polite impression on the man.

“Ya ... I think more than enough ...,” Tristan laughter sounded without burden. It feels like Excel turned to look at Tristan's current expression, but Excel has to hold all of that. He did not want to be caught first, before hearing all their chatter.

“So what was your offer on me last time is still valid?” sounding impatient, Naja expressed his intention, thus making Excel knuckles stiffen so much that they clenched on the cafe table.

There is a pause back there, maybe Tristan is pretending to remember, whereas in the heart Tristan—Excel sure— cheered.

“What's the problem?”

Excel develops a cynical smile hearing the words Tristan made as singly as possible. “ really is a great actor ...,” his hisses on the sidelines of clashing teeth.

“Nothing ...,” Reply Just lightly.

“Lalu ... why suddenly discuss it?” tristan's voice sounded soft.

“I am willing ... provided you will comply with any of my terms. Without bidding again!”

Hearing that, Excel closed his eyes. Long and hot, as hot as the blood flow that spread throughout his body. Boiling up in emotions that are mostly anger. His head was crammed with many questions, he did not even know which one to ask. “Why are you doing this, Na ...? Can I really not hope for you?”

However, the anger that felt like it had already puffed smoke above his head was forced down. He must know everything, so that the legs that have shifted, ready to stand, he was forced to pull back. Withhold yourself with great difficulty.

“Women of reckoning like you can't just trust me, Miss .. I'm afraid you're just going to make a mess. It's possible that you and your husband have agreed to destroy me .. Moreover, your request is a little unreasonable. Do you think I'm so dependent on your willingness?” tristan said confidently.

“What if that's the case? The proof is that you have not been filming your ad even after some time has passed ..," said Naja.

Tristan screeched, then laughed cynically. “You are kindly know once ...,”

“Alright .. you only need to know one thing. I do all this has nothing to do with my husband or my husband's family .. They don't even know this... unless you tell them.” Just hold the head that was originally tilted.

“You can hold my word ... I just want to prove to the person who has berated me that I have managed to conquer a capital that feels impossible to a village person like me!”

Tristan dissolved the hand link that originally participated in the conversation that looked relaxed but in fact full of tension. He threw his body on the back of the chair, without leaving the intense gazes he had built up since this chatter intertwined.

“I'll make sure of it ..!” saying that full of earnestness, Naja pulled his body up. He thinks there's no business with Tristan here. At least not yet. Straddling his beloved bag again, he immediately twisted his body and stepped away.

However, his steps came to a halt as the gaze he had previously subdued, crashed into a figure that blocked his path. That special fragrance refreshed Naja's entire body, but he slowly raised his gaze.

“Excel ...." Although she had expected that the one standing in front of her was her husband, she was still shocked and staggered backwards. Her whole body was still trembling with the sharp look of her husband.

“Why, Na? Can't you just step with me? You proved what? On whom?” Excel frustrated, he really did not understand the woman's way of mind. “Am I not enough for you, Na?” connect Excel streamlined. The man's eyes looked teary.

Naja's hands clenched involuntarily, the woman's bead of eyes shook, she only glanced at her husband who she knew was in great pain. The eyes cannot lie. Again, Naja chose to throw away his gaze. Choose the most bizarre words .. that Excel might accept well.

"Na ...," reset weak Excel.

“Iya .. I still have things to pursue, Cel ... I still have to continue with everything that is pending after I am with you ..” Naja confirmed his eyes which a moment ago glanced to the left, where Tristan still seemed to steal their talk.

“What should be like this? Can't you if you just ask me? I can Na ...,” Excel slender fingers grabbed Naja's arm and shook him. “ ... I can help you silence them. Am I too weak in your eyes, Na?”

“If I ask you, it's not my own business, Cel .. I want what I show them to be my own sweat, Cel. Sorry ... if everything has to be like this .. but if you don't like it, I know enough myself to go from you.”

The gazes of the two men clashed with each other for a while, until they came to their respective conclusions, they agreed to end it. Excel hand checks shed full consciousness.

“Na ...,” og Excel with body warp. He has lost. But Naja had passed from that place, leaving his stunned self in silence.

“It's a pity I have to see this .. but you should be happy, Mr. .. You can take care of your pregnant ex!” cibir Tristan is triumphant. It really hurt Excel, which had been scratched by a deep wound.

Excel's dark eye beads crept up, his dark expression could no longer be described. So thick and sharp to hit. He pounces at Tristan with an outcry that makes Tristan nervous and scared. Today ... is not a good day Tristan even though he has won Naja. He had teased the monster that was snoring in its depths.

"Why would I take care of him? Is that wrong? At least I still have a conscience, even if he's an ex. Not like someone who just wants to profit from a feud," Excel said with condemnation. He pressed Tristan with his steps so slow but firm.

Tristan's hand lifted up, he saw where Excel's moving hand came down to. Afraid in case Excel hits his cheek with that perfectly clenched fist.

"Hey ... Relax Bro... I'm just kidding .. don't take heart. It doesn't matter who you take care of. .. So just ignore what I said just now." The fear-laden speech is imbued with the typical laughter of a loser even a tip of his enemy hasn't touched it.

"The words that have come out of a man's mouth .. abstinence from being pulled back ..," Excel's face is already an inch away from Tristan's nose.

"As long as you know .. even if Naja is with you .. I will make sure you are in pain every time you .. because Naja will just keep remembering and calling me." Excel threw Tristan's shoulder full of emotion after distancing his face. Passing away after rewarding the man a sharp eye menacing look. If others ... they choose to retreat regularly while still being able to walk with their heads held high. No one knows what an Excel will do.

Tristan freezes, right .. he justifies all Excel sayings, but unfortunately only Naja makes this all the more interesting.

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