My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
Initiative Matters

Excel's light steps arrive in front of the locker room where Naja is. But the voice inside made him stop his steps in front of the door that was not closed perfectly. Curious but he did not want to bear the shame if he was caught eavesdropping, so he chose to lean one shoulder on the side wall of the door.

“I'm actually not a forgiving person, Angel .. but I'm also not a person who likes to linger holding a grudge. After this, don't throw your frustration at the person you think is overtaking you, everyone has a motive, I'm here because my husband is under Tristan's pressure. And it's all because of me and Tristan's terrible ambition. You've known Tristan for a long time and how to deal with it, right? So I guess right now you can decide if you still want to continue your feelings for Tristan or stop, let alone see his attitude that I think is a bit crazy.”

It sounded like stuffing from inside such a poignant room. Excel just smiled looking at the door leaf that seemed to be the face of Naja now.

“Sorry I have to be honest about Tristan, Njel .. but that's what I saw from the man you love. And I also did not put a single bit or even an end of feeling to Tristan .. to me my husband is everything, Ngel ..”.

"I'm sorry I misunderstood you, Na ...,"

"Here ...," Naja's voice sounded tired.

“Still, Na .. You are kind enough to forgive me—"

“Who said I forgive you? I've just forgiven you if you've made your way .. Let's meet again if you're better!”

A moment's silence, and Excel seemed aware of the current that swept it away. He was so touched to hear Naja's words just now. Hurrying he pushed the door until it showed all sides of the room. He saw Angel sitting in front of Naja who seemed forced to sit down. Naja's face looked pias and embarrassed to be caught by her husband. Behind him, stood Mira who was unbinding Naja's hair.

“Take me home?”

“It's done?”

Ask them both together. Making Mira giggle amusedly behind the hand that closed her lips.

“Ayo ..!” Again they simultaneously said the sentence, making the two smile awkwardly.

“I go home first, Kak .. hopefully next time can work with brother again ..” Naja grabbed his bag, he stood releasing the hand link held by Angel. He hugged Mira who rushed back at Naja with a warm embrace.

“May Miss Angel always be happy in life ..I am honored to work with such a great woman like you, Miss ..” Mira let go of her embrace. He stared fixedly at Naja and cupped Naja's cheek with anxiety. He was unable to speak, only a smile that sank his lips that described how much Mira liked Naja.

“Contact me yes, Brother ..!” pinta Naja holding Mira's hand.

“Definitely ..!” Mira nodded steadily while releasing Naja towards Excel.

Just take a slow step and face down as you approach Excel. But Angel's call made Naja turn around and twist her body.

“Thank you, Na .. for your kindness!” Angel stood up and lowered her face after looking at Naja for a moment.

“Come back, Njel .. may we meet again, someday.” Naja's smile was engraved sincerely. He waved to the two men and turned around after getting a reply from the two of them.

Excel's helping hand greeted Naja who had returned to her plain appearance. The woman's gaze soon crawled up to meet her husband who was smiling sweetly.

“What resisting Tristan makes you so sorry?” excel eyes narrowed. “I'll give you the jewelry and the shop, if it can make your regret a little less.” She nodded with a stifled smile.

Naja's eyes narrowed sharply, his lips letting out a hissing sound. “If you lie, I will be angry .. jewelry and shop! The man abstained from retracting his words!”

Excel smiled broadly, grabbed Naja's hand and led her, knowing that she still had trouble walking.

Until he arrived at the door Naja stopped his steps, especially his legs felt more pain. She looked at her husband with a sad look.

“Why?” asked Excel slightly gasped, he was suddenly alert with a gaze that could not be interpreted meaning in plain sight.

“You don't have a thing called i-ni-si-a-tif, huh?” Naja frowned because Excel did not understand the difficulty. Even the man increasingly frowned his smooth forehead like a marble stone.

“If I have no initiative, how can I find clothes for you like before, even until the shoes I also find ... is that not the initiative of his name?” Excel sounds a little higher. He was even willing to run around and scramble with other buyers for the sake of the clothes and shoes, but was instead considered to have no initiative.

“Iya .. I admit earlier you were like a masked hero in the cartoon Shinchan .. I thank you for all that ... but now did you not take the initiative to carry me up to the car? My legs hurt ...,” said Naja at length and ended with a whimper like a kitten that needs protection.

Jeez ... Excel rubs his forehead until his hair is pulled back. He did not think about Naja. Just say “Gendong me” what is the trouble anyway? Excel in the Heart. For a moment he soaked his lips that suddenly shot out, his head twisting in rhythm with the movements of his eyes that rotated so upset. He was at a loss for words and also for annoyance in his heart.

“You don't want to?” Naja blinked his eyes. Make her face as sad as possible.

Excel boughtak, “Didn't you remember .. These few days you were so cold to me? You didn't even greet me at all ... ignored me as if I were a statue .. And now you're acting sweet in front of me? Haah ... did you just save the world, so that your past attitude towards me can I assume no?” overflowed. Yes ... Excel vented the vexation that crystallized in his heart these few days. Who never met the opportunity to express.

“I ‘kan already made Tristan not bother you anymore ..” lirih Naja feel guilty. Carrying her face down, Naja played her fingers over her bent knees.

“By putting yourself in danger? You made yourself into Angel and Tristan's food .. You don't know how dangerous Mateo is?” impatiently, Excel grabbed both of Naja's arms and placed the woman in front of him. He drilled into Naja's eyes, as the two exchanged glances.

Naja repressed his fear, but he immediately shook his smile, “hehehehe .. I did not think until there ...,” slowly Naja raised his hand to the chest of Excel, severing those terrible eye links and then going down where his hands came down. Swiping it gently, seducing.

“... come on ...,” Naja raised both eyes, carrying a gaze full of negotiation. “... This is over, sir .. you don't be so stiff... I'm fine,” Naja grinned until his face rested on one point.

Naja hissed his voice as Excel did not budge from its position. Still sharp and can't be bargained.

"I should have known, he wasn't easy to persuade ...," Naja's inner voice as she poked her tongue around the inside of her cheek. His eyes wandered away from Excel's still sharp gaze sweeping over him.

“Alright ... alright ... I will walk alone ... if I don't want to be fat, just say, why would it scare me so? I can ask for a sage pak gendong ..” Glance at Excel for a moment.

Just stay away while nagging, annoyed of course. Is Tristan not keeping his promise? But can things like that be seen immediately? Do I have to wait until tomorrow morning? Ah ... Naja even upset himself because he did not know about how a business runs.

“At least appreciate someone's effort ... not angry like that, ‘kan?” grumbling while continuing to drag his steps, because he was really no longer able to withstand the pain.

“Haah .. Why is this hallway so long!” Unfortunately he overflowed in the hallway which is quite long. He turned his gaze around this brightly lit room. For a moment he stopped to wipe away the sweat that started flooding in.

Returning to drag a step, Naja shrieked softly as her shoulders clutched tightly. Twisting Naja's body until facing.

The two exchanged glances with each other's minds. Excel looked at Naja sayu while Naja looked at her husband full of wonder.

“I'm not mad at you .. I'm just worried that until you're okay .. I probably won't forgive myself if you get hurt ..”

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A line of Excel speech managed to make Naja shed himself. Melted and lulled.

“Yes God .. If he keeps like this every day, I'm sure, I don't want to be away from him.”

“Whatever you want ... just say it .. I'm not a person who easily understands the classified language .. I also don't like to be convoluted. Even if I am silent ... My ears hear clearly,”

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