Leaning My Naughty

Later in the night

2 Weeks passed.

Satria has completed her exam and today is the admissions report card for the class increase.

“Hai, Satria.” greet Anggun.

Satria's forehead frowned, ignoring the beautiful girl. “Hai, Anggun.” reply Akbar.

“Where are you going on this weekend?” tanyanya glanced at Satria.

“We or Satria?” ask Jimi to the point.

“Satria and y'all.” he replied smilingly.

“We are both at home, don't know him.” reply Jimi.

“Lu where to go for the weekend?” Akbar patted Satria's shoulder gently.

“Emang she's Lo's Wife? Or is he Nyokap Lo?” sahut Satria while typing his mobile keyboard cuek.

“Begin, I have a wekeend event this week, do you guys want to come?” word Anggun.

“Gak!” sahut Satria was quick without looking at the beautiful girl.

“They're also not!” continued again.

Akbar was eager to protest, how he could miss the event invited by this beautiful angel. However, he also could not dwell in front of Satria.

Gracefully left them.

“Why?” ask Akbar to protest.

“Just try you guys come.” he said with a sharp look.

“Give us the reason why?”

“I'm home.” Waving his hand, then leaving.

“Sial*n!!! I cut her neck too!” gerutu Akbar was upset.

“Already, you will know he is indeed arrogant and annoying like that since long ago.” Jimi patted Akbar's shoulder.

“Haaahhhh!” Akbar let out a rough breath. “And him, remain our friend.”

Jimi and Akbar looked at each other, then chuckled.

**

Satria immediately went home with Mr. Hamdan regardless of the two friends. It's as usual as that.

“Hai, My dear Brother.” how friendly.

“I want to ask for something.” he said slowly whispered in Nurbaya's ear while shaking the cup he held in front of the girl.

A sign he got the best score.

Nurbaya let go of the hug, turned her body. “What?”

“Later night.” Satria blinked her eyes, then left Nurbaya.

**

Even the night came.

Satria, Aira and Arnel had gathered in the living room after dinner together.

“How about the company that Grandpa handed you?”

“Aman is under control, if I cannot, there will be Kak Dewa.” Satria said casually while playing the television remote.

Blah...Blah.blah... They chatted together there, although Satria's answer was often funny and short, Grandpa and Grandma still invited him to talk. Because this was their free time they could gather together.

“I'm sleepy!” Satria closed the chat. Then push the button.

Bi Mona came to them. “There can I help Mr and Mrs?” asked Bi Mona to slightly bend the body.

“Take Brother to my room ya Bi. My hands cramp up playing basketball at school. Have him massage my hands. I wait in the room.” said Satria passed away while lightly kneading her hand.

Was the young man's hand really cramping? No, the young man is lying! Do you know the answer to why? Yes, for Nurbaya to come to him.

Satria sat on the sofa, waiting for the arrival of Nurbaya.

Tok tok! The sound of knocking on the door.

Chequek! Door opens.

Nurbaya enters with a frowning face. He walked closer to Satria. “Here, which sore hand is it!” said ketus.

“Close a little more.” says Satria.

However, Nurbaya was flinching. Seeing Nurbaya sculpting like that, Satria shifted her seat, holding Nurbaya's waist, sumput eyes the girl bought.

“What do you want?” tanyanya alert.

“As we have agreed before Brother.” he said, then stroked the lips of Nurbaya.

Seeers! Nurbaya's blood rippled.