My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant

Patient Room VVIP

Highlight the eyes of Naja is still sweet and still covered in thin fog. The woman's efforts to end Excel's colony finally succeeded, in fact, she was very anxious if it was caught by people who wanted to enter this room. Whether it's a doctor or a nurse. However, Excel did not give him a pause just to say his concerns, even to take a breath more he had to wait for Excel to complete its mission.

Naja folded his body obliquely, holding back the ever-strong melt of love that flushed him. He wanted to hold it longer, swallow it deep so that the orange-pinked horizon and the graying dawn could find no trace of the deeds of the two men. Sayu, she keeps following Excel steps that leave her for the bathroom. Her husband was so upright as if nothing had happened before. In fact, Naja's current body felt like it was being torn from the joints that bound him.

“She's tired, hasn't slept?” slowly, Naja raised her focus towards her husband who was already wearing her clothes back. Fresh, it seemed as if he had freed himself from the sweat that filled his body.

“Waiting for you back ..” muttered Naja weakly. He lifted the blanket slightly down from his body.

Excel's frown furrowed, he immediately came to Naja by lying down facing him. “I still shower, earlier ... What's the matter?”

Naja's eyelids closed, his head swaying left and right. “Nothing, just want to be close to you.” Naja's hand slipped on Excel's waist, she shifted her body closer. Pasting her forehead on her husband's chest, enjoying the man closer and longer.

“Cel ... How about I get pregnant?”

Excel laughed without a sound. “Ya, good dong, indeed you do not want if I make pregnant?” but he caught another meaning from Naja's words.

“Not so .. I'm just afraid if I can't take care of our child, later.” Naja remembers Micah being forced to lose her baby after bleeding last night.

“We'll look after her together, why do you think that far?” he was increasingly convinced that Naja had seen or heard something that made his mind disturbed. His job is to find out and give this wife a sense of security.

“Sleep, don't think of the no-no. Just trust me, Na .. You just have to hold my hand.” The kiss lands on the top of Naja's head, providing a sure guarantee of their future marriage.

Maybe Excel's speech was right, or the dispute just now has increased fatigue so that now his eyelids are increasingly heavy and unable to withstand the sleepiness that whack.

The door was pushed from the outside, revealing a nurse who directly directed the look of her eyes over the bed. Order from his superiors, to do everything quickly and thoroughly, do not make the slightest mistake. However, the nurse seemed reluctant to obey her superior, she was stunned to see something that hurt her eyes. Who's sick, who looks helpless?

“Sorry, Mr. .. the infusion will be installed again,” break up women who are nervous to see the plain shoulder of the owner's wife of this place. Also the prejudice can not just change well, when looking at a piece of cloth in the corner of the bed. He brought his feeling down.

Excel was dead step to secure the evidence of his crime, he decided to obey and put on a stiff expression as usual. His hands stretched out in front of the nurse who lowered his head and started working. Letting the woman do her job quickly and she could immediately get rid of the evidence.

“I'm sorry to call the doctor...” The nurse's voice was swallowed by nervousness, she did not need an answer. It should be so conscious, the patient or waiter should call the doctor, not even fun itself like this. Ah, really the nurse's mind wanders into what happened to these two humans.

Excel watched his hand that had been wrapped in an infusion hose again. Then he turned to his wife's piece of cloth, with one hand how could he put it on without disturbing his sleep?

“Suster ...”

The nurse had half her body swallowed by the door, “Ya, Mr.” He pulled his foot back into the room, closing the door in a slow motion. Staring at the interlocutor without affirming the focus of his eye lens. Let it blurry, really nurturing VVIP patients must be strong to curb his mind so as not to go anywhere.

“Can I get a lady's shirt with front buttons?” the nurse understood. “Bring me one soon before you call the doctor!” The link cannot be disputed.

The nurse lowered her head and retreated, pushing the door with her back body. “If the openings due to his high salary, I have resigned. Ngenes really saw the beauty of VVIP patients,” complained while continuing to walk to the clothes storage room.

***

Not yet had the nurse back, Jen was already slipping in with a worried face. With him, there was Diego who looked nervous as he entered this room.

“Kakk ... Just fine, ‘kan?” instead of squandering towards Excel who was sitting on the edge of the bed, Jen instead plunged her body into Naja who was wrapped in a blanket to the extent of her chin.

“Don't be noisy, he just slept ... get out of the way!” Excel swiftly held Jen's hand that was about to reveal the blanket.

Jen looked at her brother as he clucked.

“That hurts me, not her!” connect Excel while removing Jen's hand with a small blow.

“Sit, D .. don't hesitate.” Jen precedes Diego to sit on the couch. Jen's legs are directly crossed on the sofa, as is her custom at home, except there is her papa mama.

“It's better, not yet brother?” greet Diego. He kept his distance from Excel who was staring at him sharply. Diego rubbed the back of his neck as Excel continued to scan it full of probes.

“You know for sure how I am now!” excel's answer provoked Jen to turn her head, lacerating the comfort of Jen's current sitting position.

“Where does he know the condition of brother, the right person I just brought here he was confused.” Jen stared at the interaction of her brother and Diego, she was also aware of the nature of both. Excel has always been unfriendly to men close to him, and that must have made Diego uncomfortable and fearful.

“I'd better just go back, Jen .. I still have business.” Diego looked rowdy and retreated towards the door without waiting for Jen's permission.

“Alright .. sorry to have forced you to come here,” a wave of Jen's hand led to the departure of Diego.

“Be away from her, Jen .. big sister doesn't want you to hang out with people like that.” A sharp Excel sound caressed Jen's ears, leaving the woman gasping and confused.

“Ecclesiastical time brother forbid me to have close friends.” Jen glanced at Excel with a wry laugh, “sorry I brought her here if I would hear something that hurt my ears.”

Jen pulled her body up, “hopefully sister cepet healed, I go home first.” Rush in.

“Quickly or later, she will make you hurt, Jen .. sister just remind me!” Excel again snatched Jen with the most severe warning. His memory believes what he says, it just needs proof.

Jen stopped right in front of her sister, she turned her head and said. “Thank you for reminding me, sis .. but I believe in Diego, I don't want to say that a joke is made up, let time prove who's right!”

Excel wanted to deal with the anger that was already billowing in his chest. But he paled when he saw Naja moving in his sleep.

***

Sam can only resign when he looks at two middle-aged people and one of the apartment employees who look down full of apologies, as well as two police officers who are ready to bend Sam. He is like a defendant who faces judgment and sentencing.

“I have to tell you how many more times, Sir, Mom .. I only help Maureen. She was last night .. she ...,” Sam said stammered. His body was half-naked and still covered in sweat that condensed between his pores. Just now he finished running on the Treadmill to expel the sleepiness that struck, also every week morning he always took the time to take full time with exercise.

“Bring him, Sir ... My daughter is already like this and she is still evasive. Just lock him up in jail, Mr. Police, so he's deterred and doesn't play with women. Enough of my son who became a victim of him.” The woman Sam believes is Maureen's mother. Sam was nervous and scared for sure.

“Pak-pak .. I am not wrong, Sir ..” Sam avoided the police who were about to reach him in the cage. “... Ren, tell me something, why are you mute, huh? You know exactly what happened last night!” he shouted at Maureen who was still gathering her life. Between his memories has not returned and is too shocked when his parents find himself in a man's shirt wrapped in his original body.

“Don't mind him, sir .. I want him to be imprisoned to the fullest extent. Criminals like him don't deserve forgiveness.”

Not getting a chance to defend himself, Sam can only resign and obey. "Oh my God .. I was so unlucky to meet that crazy chick" Sam said in his heart as his body was thrust into the police car.

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