My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant

Completing Mission

The heels are quite pointy it traces the floor so hard, causing a sound that slightly hurt the ears.

"Aawwhh ...!" naja's leg slipped and fell on the floor of the hallway to the locker room.

"Aren't you papa?" the MUA woman who had been following Naja, crouched down in front of Naja, she examined Naja's sprained ankle. "Your leg is sprained, maybe you can not walk ...," he said full of worry when he looked at Naja again.

"Help me on my feet, Brother .. I don't have papa sis." Naja reached out to the MUA and made it a handle to stand on. His ankle was painful, but he smiled as if he was fine.

Just trying to keep going despite limping. His mind kept turning, how to clean the egg that stained the front of his body. Melted to the bottom of the dress that wrapped her body.

“Nona Angel ... Let me call Mr. Tristan only, yes ... Angel was too much." the MUA woman looked increasingly worried to see Naja who she knew was holding back her pain. None of them thought that the fields for their livelihood would be the scene of jealousy of a woman whose love was not welcomed.

“Do not, Brother!” prevent Naja while wiping away the sweat that filled his forehead, his eyes running around. “I prefer Angel who says her worries, than anyone else who has a sweet mouth but hides the poison behind her smile. Angel is not a threat to me now brother .. Angel must be careful ... If I don't show up on time, Tristan won't stay behind looking for me, right?"

The MUA woman who has not been known by her name for a moment frowned, indeed she did not understand the mind path of Naja who thought it was strange.

“Already brother ... now the most important thing is to clean these eggs from my body and clothes.” Naja looked at the liquid melt that was felt starting to penetrate his underwear.

The older brother MUA nodded, confirming Naja's words, worrying about Angel is not what matters, they have more complicated problems to solve.

The two women joined hands down the hallway, heading for the toilet not far from the changing room. Both of the women's faces were covered in deep anxiety. Luckily, the toilet seemed empty, so Naja freely spilled his anxiety. She brutally rubbed the stain with the available tissue, making the dress even more yellow and fishy.

Naja groaned in frustration, he even almost cried if Big Brother MUA did not come immediately after taking a towel. He was no less panicked when he saw the appearance of Naja now.

He then turned on the tap of water to wet one end of the towel, intending to wipe it on Naja's body.

However, no water had yet touched the end of the towel, the sturdy hand displayed its muscles, held the towel and turned off the tap in a quick motion. The dark eyes scanned the full of two people who were raising their eyes at him.

“Don't wash with water .. on a wipe just use a dry towel that hits your body, for the dress leave it alone ..” said Excel flat, said, his face water was not even expressing at all. He rushed to reach for the towel held by the MUA, “.. get anything to cover his body.”.

“Let how?” asked Naja with a frown and annoyed. He does not want to fail, he does not want to lose, everything has come so far.

Excel did not answer, he began wiping the front of the body as a protruding bone below the neck. Rubbing the stain that has almost dried it gently until clean.

Excel dyedukan looking for women MUA who never came. Excel had no choice, he unbuttoned his shirt, intending to use his shirt to cover Naja's body, but just as he arrived at the last button, someone coated the front of Naja's body in a black suit. For a moment Excel choked, he looked at the man with an indecipherable look.

"Maybe this can help ...," said the man flat and stiff.

Excel looked at Naja and the man took turns. Upset and wanted to throw the suit into the trash. But, it seems like he can't do that right now. He did not want to look arrogant and selfish, so he immediately headed to the back of Naja's body. Then she began to lower her dress after hinting for the man to twist her body. The dress slid down and was left to stumble. With a quick movement, he grabbed Naja's body in his carry. The woman seemed to be still in shock so that her lips had been tightly clenched. Leaving the man there alone, Excel led Naja into the locker room.

“Please wait here and don't behave!” the Excel command is soft full of firmness after arriving in the dressing room. He put the black suit together, then positioned his legs together after Naja sat on a chair. After making sure Naja was safe, he immediately took quick steps to leave Naja.

Every Excel— command - why—Naja never intended to dispute it. Although confused, he was according to what Excel said, after all he could not do anything with a body that is mostly exposed as it is today.

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Angel smiled triumphantly when Naja had not yet appeared even after nearly ten minutes. Tristan was not care anymore apparently, he moved and looked for someone who could be asked to ask for the late appearance of Naja, the star today. Footprints began to be heard among the guests of honor Trist&Jewells.

While behind the scenes, Naja still gets a bandage on her sprained ankle. Excel, which helps Naja from finding a new dress to helping her walk all the way here. Gentle, although the look of the man's eyes seemed tense, Naja had been watching her husband's face. Always this way, in his heart always touched by the sometimes unexpected treatment of Excel.

Excel finished wrapping Naja's feet, pairing shoes on both soles of Naja's feet. For a moment he lifted his face, found Naja who was daydreaming looking at him.

“Try standing, say if it still hurts ..!” his orders to Naja wave when he awakens from daydreams.

“Better ...,” Naja moves her legs, one two steps forward and turns towards Excel. Actually, his leg still hurts, but he doesn't want to worry Excel.

Excel grabbed his wife's shoulder, bringing her face to face. He rubbed his cheeks gently and looked at his wife deeply. His lips suddenly stifled and frozen.

“Ayo Naja, everyone is waiting for you ..” A woman with a communication device ran hastily towards Naja and grabbed Naja's hand violently. Making Naja's body jerk, but the next second he looked at Naja with a look of wonder. “Amazing,” thought.

Still reluctant to remove the eye link with Excel, he hopes Excel holds it back and gives him a word that makes him relieved and confident. But until Naja arrived at the bottom of the stairs, Excel just looked at him.

Surprised, Naja followed the stage manager who since a few days is quite familiar in the eyes of Naja up the stairs are not how high.

“Wait Na ...,” Excel call makes Naja turn towards her husband.

Excel approaches and pairs the mask with a feather accent covering the area around the eyes. “ no one will know who you are, at least this makes me a little calm.”

Naja thinned her lips against her, wanting her to smash into her husband's chest, but once again another, pulled her hand to the stage, without answering her husband's statement. Even so Naja still continues to stare at Excel until his gaze can no longer reach.

“You are a romantic couple and love each other, yes ..” said Big Brother MUA who has since noticed their interaction both. He stretched out his hand, “... Mira,” said he introduced himself.

Excel exhaled slowly, while replying to Mira's hand. “He doesn't love me!” Firm Excel as it passes.

Mira was dumbfounded for a moment, “I think you misjudged your wife, Sir. Even I who just met him today, clearly saw the magnitude of Miss Angel's love for you.”

Excel stops for a moment. His heart was pounding not because of hearing Mira's words. “Some time ago she said that to me—“

“Do not believe in his lips, Sir .. Look at his eyes that reflect his feelings. Miss Angel loves you very much, sir. Please happy him ...”

Excel raised his gaze, now his heart rippled for sure. All this time, his feelings were not wrong then, just because he trusted too much what he saw, his heart became doubtful. May what Mira says be the truth. Excel passed by after taking a quick look at Mira who was looking at him softly.

Meanwhile, Naja stepped slowly and trembled, even though he had tried to calm himself down. He felt awkward because it took too long to make the invited guests wait. Just when the name of the jewelry she was wearing was mentioned, she exhaled loudly, closing her eyes for a moment before staring straight at the heads of the guests. No matter what their words and opinions were, he only knew of resolving this all.

Naja's long dress waved gracefully, the sparkle of the gemstone hanging on her neck and ears almost blinding the eyes of the guests. The light that shaded the guests was indeed made dim, while the runaway that was spiked by Naja was bright with a light that highlighted the entire body of Naja.

Naja's white shoulders looked in contrast to the pitch-black dress that wrapped her body. Both hands are wrapped in black gloves limited to the elbow, with a large ring on the left ring finger of Naja. He walked gracefully, and stared straight. Yeah, everybody doesn't know who he is because of Excel's protection. His gaze caught the figure of Excel at the back end of the room.

Stopping right at the end of the runway, he bent his left hand and laid lazily beside his cheek. He lowered his face slightly according to instructions from the style director he still clearly remembered. He walked and displayed necklaces and earrings with a large tearsdrop-shaped precious stone. Naja continued to walk gracefully even though he clearly saw the ribbed shoes on the seats of the guests.

At the end of the room untouched by light, Excel crossed his chest and leaned his head against a wall patterned like wood fibers. But this darkness did not make his sharp eyes not recognize who was walking towards him.

Pointing at the man in a white shirt with a helping hand, Excel greeted the man warmly.

"Congratulations on your marriage ..," Excel paused her speech until it received the attention of the man. "... Syailendra," Excel continued as Ai vexedly turned and welcomed Excel's hand.

"May you be happy and lasting ...," Excel continued with a mocking smile coming out of his lips.

"The same prayer for you ..," said Ai slightly sharpened.

"Thank you for the prayer .. oh yes .. Your suit will be returned clean. As a thank you, if there is time I will invite you to eat at home together. How's it?"

"There is no need to overdo it. I just happened to see the incident, even if I wasn't going to do the same thing." Ai passed away after saying that. If it wasn't for the job that required him to be here, he wouldn't have wanted to wander around and see his beautiful-looking ex. Yes, after her plan to elope failed, Ai decided to work in Tristan's other parent company, today she was given the boss's trust to oversee the course of the event.

Excel distracts him from Ai who is already near-sinking at the exit on the stage where Naja is about to finish his task. Excel smiled at her hard work looking for a replacement dress that looked satisfying and stunning. He led his feet to leave this room and greeted Naja behind the stage. After this, he could freely express his love for Naja, once again he had to make an effort.

The last round and Naja turned around to leave the stage. His heart muttered gratefully, somehow as a result, he did not care.

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