Leaning My Naughty

Perfect

“Wah, the Belit is home!” Nurbaya smiled cunningly.

“Awas you, brat.” He was busy looking for something.

After He had found the thing he was looking for, He walked towards Satria's room. As usual, the young man just closed the door without locking it from the inside.

Nurbaya opened the doorknob slowly, circulating her gaze.

“Aha! Hockey binggo!” he said while flicking his fingers.

“That boy is again taking a shower, this is a good opportunity.” he said slowly while chuckling.

As usual, Satria always put the clothes she would wear on the mattress. Nurbaya approached the clothes on the bed, spiked them with the things she was carrying.

“Ahahahaha, rasain stingy boy!” Laughs softly with a wicked grin.

He tidied up the shirt again after petting it, then he was about to take Satria's pants.

Chequek! The bathroom door was open.

Nurbaya fluttered, to the point that the object to make the clothes fell and rolled in the bottom corner of the upper bed, right where Satria often sat and wiped her legs while sleeping.

“Ah, si*l, disposable fall all over again!” Nurbaya grumbling. He immediately hid beside the closet.

The drap! The drap! The sound of Satria's footsteps drew closer.

Fit and perfect, Nurbaya hides, Satria gets near her clothes. The young man rubbed his hair, then removed the towel in his hair and on his waist.

Perfect! Her beautiful body in view, absolutely beautiful, like a professional model.

Nurbaya covered her face embarrassed, but still stretched her fingers in her eyes. Shocked, but curious. The forbidden area is also visible.

Satria who knew nothing, casually mengakai clothes. However, just as he finished wearing his trousers*dal*m and his boxer pants, he saw the image of Nurbaya from the mirror.

'Brother? Why is he there? He...' Satria's face was red. Embarrassed.

He tried to hold back his shame now, still pretending not to know that Nurbaya was in his room.

'Actually why is Brother hiding like that? Does he want to peek at me? Hasn't he been blatant all this time? This is not his style, ' Satria said in his heart.

'How about I tease him a little.' Satria gave a nosy smile.

Then he posed more made-up sexsy.

'Cih, why is that boy, long time disposable clothes, is he really these strings usually?'

Satria wore her T-shirt slowly, while playing her stomach, stroking.

Instead of looking sexsy, even Nurbaya giggled, she closed her mouth so that her laugh did not explode hard.

If stroking the stomach is not a pose sexsy Satria, but the pose of pregnant women or the pose of the Fathers again Corruptor!

Satria turned her head finally, after feeling confident of having teased Nurbaya. “Kakak.”

“Eh.” Nurbaya say.

“What are you doing here? Tip me, huh?”

“Eh, who wants to ngintipin Little boy, I had intended to ngaggetin you, even already caught first. Yes already, I just go out deh.” replied Nurbaya, then she went out of the room quickly.

“Hm, weird.” Satria stared at the passing back of Nurbaya.

Nurbaya chuckles, saying, “Yes, yes.”

Satria combed her hair, then intended to go to her grandfather's work room, Arnel.

Satria's body began to react, a little itchy, she was still scratching lightly, still leisurely walking up to Arnel's workroom.

“What's up, Cake?” he asked, still scratching his back and body.

“Do you have any problems at school?” ask Arnel to start interrogating.

“No.” sahutnya flat, still scratching.

“You sure?” arnel's eyes began to sharpen.

“Already yes, Cake, my body is itching. Looks like I got the wrong soap, I tried a new soap.” Satria came out leaving Arnel with his mouth open.

The grandfather had just wanted to have a discussion, but the grandson was completely indifferent. Aira stood up from her seat, stroking Arnel's shoulder.

“See your grandson, do you think such an act sucks? In the past, you were like that too, even more.” Aira taunted her husband.

Arnel breathed his coarse breath. Then choose to sit next to his wife who is busy looking at jewelry designs.

“Honey, it looks like Satria is in love with Nurbaya.” Arnel said.

“Tau where? At most also love monkeys, all this time Satria was close to Nurbaya, most love a sister on her brother.” replied Aira.

“That's women.”

Aira closed the paper she saw. “How do you mean? That's how women are, what is it?” asked Aira with a sharp look.

“Ya, insensitive. Just like you used to be.”

“Loh, how come take me? Who would believe the same people who have always been ignorant and evil as me, expressed love.” Aira said.

“That's what I saw in Satria's eyes.”

Aira looked at Arnel, sharpening her hearing.

“Satria never want to be close to anyone, cold and indifferent, but when with Nurbaya, he is always happy since the beginning. Last time, I saw a tape, they were kissing at school.”

“Hah?!” Aira. “Why can?”

“In the recording, it appears Nurbaya ran to the middle of the basketball court, directly hugging and kissing Satria. There obviously, Satria did not refuse in the slightest, he replied to him.” explained Arnel.

Arnel and Aira looked at each other, then smiled at each other.

**

Satria went back into her room. “Surely the soap does not match me!” The young man had just bought a new soap, a recommendation from his friend to make the body more fragrant and seductive.

Satria sat on the edge of the bed, taking her cell phone on the table. To contact his friend.

Tukh! He rubbed something.

He ducked down and took the thing, He looked carefully. “Builder?”

“Do-don't..” Satria hurried to take off her clothes. Check the shirt and flick it.

Sure enough, there was powder dust scattered from inside the shirt. “You're messing with me, Brother!”

Satria pressed the button in her room.

Before long, Bi Mona came. “Some Aunty can help, Young Master.”

“Do Aunties know the usefulness of this powder?” satria asked with a sad face.

Bi Mona took it and researched it, “What's up, Young Master?”

“Sister gave me this remedy, he said it was good to treat the itching on my back. But now my back is getting itchy.” Put on the saddest face in the world.

Bi Mona looks at Satria's back. Smooth back clean like the baby's ass, now red-red scars of his own scratching.

“Ya canuunn, that kid is really brash. Wait a minute, Aunty will get medicine first, all teach the naughty girl.” grumbled Bi Mona.

“Abibi don't be angry Brother yes, he's not wrong really, he was accidentally, I was wrong.” Still playing the drama.

Bi Mona is out looking for Nurbaya.

Before long, Mona had pulled Nurbaya's ear into Satria's room. A triumphant smile was shown to him by Satria.

“Now you treat Young Master correctly.” Bi Mona's orders. Then, lock the door from the outside.

“Bu, don't in lock!” shout Nurbaya.

“If it's not locked, you'll escape! Treat the Young Master first properly.” Mona replied with a shout as well.

Satria stand and approach, “Now we are both here, do you want to do something?” satria asked with a strange gurgle.