My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Silence one another

The day changed ..The house is so quiet since the last dispute ended with each other silencing. However, Naja and Excel still behave like a husband and wife, share a bed and blanket, prepare breakfast, even Excel always helps Naja work at home. Even if they don't say a word.

Excel delivered his wife to Tristan's studio today. Even with the past days, he feels at home waiting for Naja to just adjust to friends and the environment that according to the new Excel. But in fact, Naja is already familiar with the spotlight of lights and flashes of camera light. Jen has made him used to it, only nervousness that hit him is very difficult to reconcile.

Today, is the day that the jewelry show is in the title. Since getting out of the car, Excel intends to help Naja, but Naja rejects Excel's intentions by keeping his goods out of Excel's reach. Even Naja stepped in first, leaving the parking lot and her husband alone.

Half-running, Excel immediately followed and aligned its steps with Naja who was wrapped in heels that were not too high. Excel inevitably amazed by the ability of his wife's legs that can walk balanced with high enough heels. In a short time Naja can even run with heels whose ends are quite pointed.

“Na .. can we talk for a minute?” He could no longer bear the turmoil in his heart, let alone Naja letting out an excess of cold sweat on the palm that he always held all the way to this magnificent and luxurious room.

Even Excel doesn't allow Naja's signature fragrance to get away from him.

He looked at the back of his wife's body with a wist. He knew she was nervous and depressed.

Naja who was one step ahead of Excel, turned his head slightly, even so he could clearly see how much the man was worried about him.

“I've clearly told you enough, Cel ... so it's useless that you stop me now!”

“But Na... You are too self-imposed if it is like this .. you will get injured—“

Naja turned her body perfectly, facing Excel who seemed to be gulping due to the sharp gaze of Naja, “I'm not a child you should worry about anymore, Cel ... I quite know what consequences I would have if I had walked this far .. you know .. your reasons are far-fetched.”

After saying so Naja passed away, leaving Excel sculpting. Really do not know how to, must do especially to make Naja retreat from all this.

“If you can't stop him, then just follow what he wants, I think it's better than constantly fighting rich gini.

Aligning his body with Excel, Rega invited the production team that was trailing behind him, continuing with his right hand that was holding several sheets of paper. Then he tapped the paper on the shoulders of one of the crew's last walkers.

“True work ... make sure everything is safe, yes ...,” Rega said in sahuti with a thumbs-up from a group of people without stopping their steps.

Rega thinned his lips, he turned his gaze to Excel who was already tangled and like a person who lost his life. The palm of Rega's hand that hasn't been switched since, patted Excel's sturdy shoulder over and over. He could not bear to see his best friend slumped and destroyed like this, but according to him, this is better for the progress of their relationship. He did not want his best friend mired again by the shadow of Micah which, according to Rega, has its own motives when approaching Excel again.

“And another one, Cel ... You better be honest with Naja about Micah. He better hear it for himself from you ..”

Excel evaporated his breath lazily, “you think I would have talked to him if it wasn't about Micah ... and I don't want Naja to misunderstand me .. let alone Mama will come too!”

Rega scratched his head while grimacing, “I thought you wanted to block Naja earlier ..”.

“You are pretentious ... but you really don't know anything! Your own relationship is destroyed as well ... still pretentious an ngurusin people ..!” Excel passed away after giving Rega a lazy and dismissive look. Mixed irritated.

Thought Naja the place Tristan told me was an ordinary studio like Jen's. But this is more like the runway of a fashion show that is often held by famous fashion designers. Here and there he met many people from Star and some others he knew as Tristan employees. Here, only Naja is alone, the others are accompanied by their respective managers and assistants. No less than ten models of the homeland walked arrogantly across Naja, they will take turns bringing a series of precious stones made by Tristan.

Naja rubbed his arms that suddenly creeped, not because of the treatment of the models but the atmosphere that was not yet fully bright made Naja feel small. Just for the sake of putting an end to all the commotion, he had to do this. Slowly, Naja stepped into the room that had been shown by one of Tristan's employees.

Arriving at the door, Naja exhaled strongly, inside maybe he will be in the thick of it. Indeed, Naja who asked not to replace one of them, Naja wanted, he was just an addition. And though little understood what Tristan was thinking, Tristan easily agreed with Naja's request.

Slowly she opened the whitewashed door, but silently greeted her, there was no one there other than the white strapless gown she had tried yesterday, hanging neatly in one corner of the room. Not knowing what to do, Naja looked at the dress that she knew the price a little.

“Pi, Tristan please very much .. trust me this time ... give me a chance just this once ...,” Naja sharpen the ears, he looked at the door that is not closed perfectly.

With a passionate curiosity, Naja approached the door. Poking out just a little bit of his head, in order to clearly hear the commotion outside.

“Tan, Papi's already lost face with Harris. You know ... Papi became like a fool who controlled his son because of that crazy obsession that makes no sense. We almost lost half the trust of our old customers, bought time, wasted all the profits that should have been used to establish ten more new companies. Jeez Tan ... Papi rasa papi will die after this ..!”

“After Rudi drained papi money because of his bodong investment ... papi almost bankrupt! And because of his son Rudi damn it, papi almost lost the treasure that papi collected laboriously ..!”

“Meaning Papi? Rudi's son? Micah?” the question was like a barrage of train cars, crashing at the person Tristan called papi.

“Arrgh ... no. just .. papi want .. Today's show went well and make sure the woman who drove you crazy was working properly, you know ‘kan he who brought our star products? If only he had made our image fall .. You're over, papi would have replaced you with Vania!”

The clattering of shoes away from the hallway outside the room, made Naja stay away from the wall. Frustrated cries of Tristan enlivened the silent and lonely loronga.

Naja's breath went up and down hearing the condemnation from Tristan's parents, and it made Naja develop a smile, he rushed to send a message to someone. It feels like the veil is starting to come out. “I must be steadfast ... a little more ..!” naja's hands clenched tightly against his chest, until the woman's head looked up expectantly.

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