Leaning My Naughty

Snippy

Satria clutching the collar of the neck behind them both. “Did your parents fall poor now? Your grandfather lost the project tender? Or are you the type of weak men who can be bribed with pay?”

“Eh!!! Me...” Stopping speech. The curl-haired one was originally about to curse Satria.

“You want to say, you're not like that? Then why accept this cake, even eat it in front of the trash can, disgusting.” said Satria, then release both collars of their clothes.

“This cake is very tempting, especially those who give beautiful angels. You're not interested in him?” ask the curly-haired youth.

“If I had been you, I'd have gone out with all the girls at this school. Look, they're crazy about you.” chirped the curly-haired young man again.

“She's like an old granny.” says Satria.

“What?!” the two young men were at the same time.

Graceful is the most beautiful girl in ELV SCHOOL right now. She was once the queen of MOS. Her hair was long, straight and thick, her skin was as white as milk, smooth as it was immaculate, her face was beautiful with round eyeballs, her eyebrows were thick, her cheeks were shaded, her lips were petite red filled. High sembampai, slim body like body Spanish guitar.

“Then what kind of beautiful woman?” askthem.

“Like Sister.”

“Kakak?”

'What was the woman who kissed him yesterday?' The two young men thought.

'Beautiful humanity? sapodilla skin matures so, short, and ordinary.' The two youths were still compact with their respective minds.

“Yes, beautiful to me. And I, don't need any answers from you, let alone your judgment. Stop your bad thoughts now.” stressed Satria.

“Eh?” They both smiled awkwardly. Satria are like shamans who can laugh, know what they think.

“Sit in your place!” Waving his hand. And then closed his eyes again.

The two young men could only sit obediently.

They were the children of a respected person, his parents had a partnership with Arnel, that's where they were found.

The thin-faced young man who became the head of this class was named Jimi. He's a Korean-Indonesian blaster kid. If he speaks honestly, it sounds spicy more often. His parents were busy working so he didn't get much attention.

While the curly-haired young man was named Akbar, he was a broken home child, his parents divorced, he lived with his grandfather. Although he looked the most carefree, yet he was the most lonely and very miserable.

Jimi and Akbar once played some girls because they were innocent and thirsty for attention. The girls who approached them only memorized them, even finding names to be famous.

They met at MOS, where Jimy was as quiet as Satria. While Akbar looks easier to approach. However, the truth was that the three of them were equally difficult to approach. When they meet and meet, they don't care about each other.

Until one day, Arnel took Satria to an event organized by his parents Jimy, where Akbar and his Grandpa were invited. That's where their friendship started. Not too long ago, just a year.

Although one year, the two young men had understood a little of Satria's character.

The exam is over. Satria went straight home, ignoring the two young men who had been following them since.

[I pray that you will be delivered by your brother] One message escaped typed by Jimi for him.

[If he abandons me, I will follow him until he cannot ignore me] Satria replied.

“Sial*n this arrogant boy!” gerutu Jimi saw the message on his phone.

“You know he's arrogant,” Akbar chuckles. Jimi grunting. “For what we care about him. Let's go!” bring Akbar.

**

Satria went straight home, met Nurbaya who was helping to feed the fish in the pond. “Siang, Brother.” greet Satria.

Nurbaya. Then he grabbed Satria's ear. “Okay, sick sister!" whining.

“That school went straight to change clothes, not to wander off first. Emang in kira, nyuci clothes are not tired!”

“Neg. There will be nyuciin.”

“You are wayward yes! Quick change clothes there!” Nurbaya pats Satria's ass.

“Kakak!” exclamation Satria.

“What?! Change gak?” said Nurbaya ruffled her waist, then pushed Satria into the fish pond.

The byuurr!!! Satria's voice fell in the pool. Nurbaya chuckles.

“Kakak!”

“Awas you, Nurbaya!” shouts Satria loudly.

**

Nightfall.

Satria sneaked into Nurbaya's room when she was asked to buy her a burnt meatball.

Hang the Nurbaya mukena near the closet, tie the ends of the mukena with a slightly long rope, then loosely tied on the edge of the curtains. After that the young man came out.

Before long, Nurbaya had brought a pack of grilled meatballs. “Nih!” the ketus thrusting meatballs at Satria.

“Thank you Brother.” he said smiling.

Nurbaya snorted, then went inside her room. While Satria walked on tiptoes following Nurbaya. Reversing an electric Breaker that is outside the Nurbaya room.

A moment of silence, then...

“Aaaaaaaaaa!!” nurbaya screams.

“Aaaaa!!” the scream once again.

Prangs! Sound of falling objects.

“Huhuhuhu..” The sound of crying is heard.

“Kakak?!” Satria. He rushed to revive the electric breaker, then rushed into the room.

He went into the room.

Nurbaya sat on the floor, her hands supported on her knees, her face buried in her thighs.

“Kak,” call Satria slowly.

His nosy face had turned into an anxious face. “Kakak.” call him once again while patting Nurbaya's shoulder.

Nurbaya lifted her head. “Huwaa!!” He made his voice tremble and heavy.

“Aaaa!!” Satria jumped in shock. Nurbaya's face was shocking with a red bandage in her eyes to her cheeks.

“Hahahaha.” Nurbaya laughed loudly.

“What are you doing Nurbaya?” Bi Mona's voice ran in waves. I have been worried to hear the screams since.

“Bi, see Sister.” Pointing, Nurbaya's face.

“Hey, who started first? You think I don't know? Look, you hung my face in the closet with a long rope.”

“And see this? My expensive perfume bottle fell because of you. Huhuhuhuhu.”

“So, Brother is crying because of this perfume?”

“Of course, this perfume is expensive. I even held it wrong when I took the phone, even to grab eyeshadow. So I'll just work you back, you little brat. All this because of you!” Pinch both cheeks Satria.

Then wrapped that handsome face with eyeshadow. “Feel a bad boy!”

“Nurbaya stop!” imamation Bi Mona broke up.

But the two men could not be injured, even now they hit each other with pillows.

Bi Mona breathed out violently.

“As of you!”

The middle-aged woman finally chose to leave, leaving the two humans fighting each other by shaking her head.

“What's up, Bi?” tanya Aira who almost reached the room Nurbaya, but stopped because she saw Bi Mona.

“As usual Madam, Young Master and my daughter are playing pillow-blows in the Nurbaya room. I've been injured but I can't.” he explained.

“Oh,” Aira smile. “Leave it then, Bi.” said Aira.

The two of them walked away from Nurbaya's room, leaving the two humans fighting with each other.