My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant

Heartbreak Attack's

After making sure each family member ate his morning breakfast, Naja picked up a tray filled with two cups of coffee and a few strands of hazelnut chocolate-coated bread. He intended to give the breakfast menu to two drivers who were outside his house. With a smile growing full of joy, Naja led her steps past the dining table.

Excel, who saw his wife, was silent without expression, but a second later he pulled her up to his feet. Making the entire dining table residents give off astonished gazes.

“Let me alone ...,” Excel blocks Naja's move, making the contents in the still smoky cup sway and barely spill.

Naja force stop his step, the end of the tray even almost hit the intersection of the chest and abdomen Excel. Both of his eyes are fully rounded, “Auwh .. You surprise me, Cel ...” soon he blinked his eyelids quickly.

Excel eyes observe Naja's face, his hands take over the tray, “you sit down and have breakfast there!” Excel's head moves to the side, before turning around and stepping into the front of the house where both of his family's drivers are.

Naja allowed a strand of hair to fall on the side of his face. He really wanted to interpret it as a husband's concern for his wife, but with a tone of voice and expression as flat and cold as that, he did not dare to mean more whatever Excel gave him. Naja's lips were bitten, I don't know, he felt sad when he remembered himself who was like just leaning on a shadow. The shadow he expected embraced him.

Naja lowered his face, closed his eyes for a moment, banishing anything that made him run away. Throwing out that stifling breath slowly, not forgetting, a smile strung over her colourless lips. Although there was no clarity, Naja knew she had to keep smiling in front of her in-laws, because all they knew was that her son married her out of love.

“Sayang ... why is it still standing here? Come ... breakfast soon.” Kira stroked her daughter-in-law's shoulder, until Naja turned to her.

“Iya, Ma ..” Naja stretched his smile, as he passed from before the mother-in-law. He does not want to linger late in a thing that he knows with certainty its clarity.

Naja's cheer had returned as he faced the dinner table, taking a loaf of bread he had smeared with chocolate jam, the blend of sweet and bitter flavors from the chocolate seemed to match his current mood. Perhaps because last night he ate little and this morning's busyness drained his energy, Naja devoured a loaf of bread voraciously.

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Two cars were ready to slide off the home page of Excel, Naja waved his hand to them all to deliver her husband's family to the end of the road that turns.

Naja's body movements showed he was very tired, his hands massaged his shoulders and a puff of breath that he held until puffing his thin cheeks seemed to be blown out. He soon passed back into the house after feeling he had complained for too long. Between tired and happy actually, if at home in-laws, Naja just help, but in his own home, he must do everything himself.

“Is this a fortune? We're neighbors apparently, Na.” The voice that made Naja's mood that had been slightly shaken, was collapsing even more. He closed his eyes, casting out the shadow of the man behind him. His memory was always attached to the man's smile as he shocked himself, long ago.

Naja turned her body slowly, she had to be strong to look at the eyes that had once melted her, but now the sad eyes made her pity, Naja had incised a wound in the heart of a man who was no less handsome than her husband. If only, it would be if ... Naja bit her lip as she imagined the man who compressed her last night was Ai, and the one who gave her a good morning greeting was this man. It seems true, reality will not be as beautiful as fantasy.

Ai has been neat with her work clothes, dashing and all well-fitted and appropriate. That's the style of Ai that always fits the proportion.

“We meet again—“

“Even if we meet again or we are next door, it will not change anything, Ai .. we are just another person!” tukas Naja with a pushy look, tired, and annoyed. Staying away from Ai now feels impossible.

“For me this is a good sign, Na ... of the many housing, why this house you choose? You know, I bought this house six months ago, and I think it's only been occupied for a few days?” Ai stretched out her head full of interest and curiosity. His gaze seemed to be mocking, as if Naja was the one who deliberately approached him.

Naja jerking his legs tired, “Please, Ai .. don't nuisance us, go .. You'll just make things difficult.”

Ai raised her hands parallel to her shoulders, wiggling her slowly. “I didn't do anything, Na .. You came to me. So, this time, I think you're the one who approached me.” Once again the head was sniffing with a annoying lag, plus a grin that seemed proud of himself made Naja want to escape to the planet Mars alone. Ai was like a leech.

The clattering of shoes that collided gently with the floor made Naja relieve her fist, she immediately turned to look at her husband who was walking expressionlessly across the terrace. His eyes flashed for a moment as a silly idea flared up. A few seconds his mind weighed, the loss of his action. The tail of his eyes glanced at Ai who looked languid.

“Depart now, Which?” Naja ran a little towards Excel who linked his eyebrows together. The deeper the eyebrow link collided as Naja's two hands coiled around her waist, Naja's head leaning over her chest that was pounding.

Excel eyelids widen slowly, it responds excessively even with a gentle touch. Not yet relieved of shock, confusion, and how to deal with this situation, Naja had hunted him with a light kiss. Above his lips that were directly backing inwards.

Still in a confused mode, suddenly something reigns over him, prompting him to just let it all happen. Slowly, Excel moved his lips, sipping on the lower wedge that only felt warm and wet.

Just round his eyes, then blink. He could not believe what he had just done would make Excel misunderstand. Hurrying, Naja pulled her body away, “Honey ...,” Naja turned her palm over Excel's dense palpable chest, making Naja tremble on her own. “Then seen the neighbor ..” whispered Naja who he was sure Ai could hear him. His bead of eyes moved towards Ai dramatically followed by a smile that seemed hesitant to expand.

Smiling cynically, with his head turned in the opposite direction, Excel saturate. “I've guessed ...”

But all was already done, he could not retreat any reason, so he brought his face closer, jerking Naja's body closer, and reward his wife as he pleased a kiss long enough.

“I leave first .. You rest, all the dirty dishes have been washed.” Saying while tidying his wife's hair, Excel smiled meaningfully. “don't be too tired, it's not good for you.” Next to Excel's hand, he again felt his waist and pulled it over his body. The kiss landed back on the bangs he had just picked up.

“Bye, Which ...,” Excel pulls itself away. Swinging steps toward his parked car.

Naja felt his body tremble, his knees shake and shiver. He was too shocked, but he still waved with a warm smile until Excel pressed the horn so that Ai who was still glued at the end of the page immediately stepped aside.

Naja's expression receded as he looked at Ai who was getting languid, but this was the best. She was a woman with a husband who never intended to set her free.

“Sorry, Ai .. You shouldn't be chasing me, not that I hate you, but you should know, as long as our parents don't want our union, I don't think there's any point in us surviving. And I, I, was determined to remain by my husband's side. Don't ask me why, because I only have one reason, which is the wishes of my parents.”

Naja continued muttering inwardly, he turned around, ignoring Ai who looked careless. "Sorry, Ai ...." Naja's hand closed the door, faintly he saw Ai who was walking her back. His heart was getting worse now, until finally he leaned his back on the door. Crying, until his body slumps to the floor. He really didn't know which taste to feel. Too many color mixtures in his heart, thus making him confused.

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Tomorrow—Insya Allah— I ask for help from the minister to comment on the new cover of babang pecel ya—kata kak dewi— 😂😂

Oh yes .. sorry this chapter without revision again, I just got home, God willing tomorrow morning I revised again🙏😍 I have given the title ya😘😉