Leaning My Naughty

The Beach

Satria was not at home with Arnel, chatting things that were not important in his opinion, not to mention he saw Nurbaya moving away. He was even more upset, because Nurbaya was not visible.

“Kek, I'm going there, want to see Brother.” pamitnya.

He was looking for the whereabouts of Nurbaya. “Ah, si*l! In this hall can't bring any more bodyguards!” the upset.

Usually, the young man relied on his bodyguards if he lost track of Nurbaya. Not to mention, the girl's phone could not be reached.

“Where the hell, Brother go?” He shuffled his hair in frustration.

'Did I check through CCTV? I will look for the person in charge of this hotel hall.' he murmured inwardly.

As he walked out of the hall, about to enter the other room, he caught a glimpse of a girl in the distance leaning on the end of the corridor there.

He sharpened his eyes, walked slowly, then he was sure it was the Nurbaya, from the navy dress that had ribbons in the grooves of his waist.

“Kakak!” he called, He walked quickly towards Nurbaya. Even running small.

Nurbaya was surprised, she rushed to wipe her tears, then turned to Satria who was running.

“Why sister is here?” tanya Satria looked at the clingy Nurbaya.

Her eyes were red, obviously the girl had just cried, could not be lied to, even though she had wiped away her tears.

“No crying for that guy?” satria asked, He chose to lean also beside Nurbaya, looking straight ahead.

“I hope, Brother doesn't love that man anymore. Forget him,” Satria said with a heavy voice.

A state of instantaneous silence, they dissolved in each other's minds. That silence broke when Nurbaya asked the question.

“Am I ugly?” tanyanya was still looking straight ahead.

“No.” replied Satria flat, He also stared straight ahead.

“Am I insulted and deformed?”

“No.”

“But why do they insult me, I'm a different woman, is it because I'm the son of a maid? So I'm not in love?” nurbaya said suddenly, her tears flowing.

Satria stared at him, holding the nape of Nurbaya, until Nurbaya's face was facing her. He lifted Nurbaya's chin with his other hand, until the girl's face looked up.

Satria wiped away the tears of Nurbaya, “You are so beautiful to me, you are an angel in my heart, there is no woman more beautiful than you.” Satria said staring at the still wet Nurbaya's bead eyes.

The cup! One warm kiss on the lips of Nurbaya.

The girl closed her eyes, a single tear rolling down her cheek. His aching heart, crumpled dimly, became warmed with the touch and words of Satria just now.

This young man had always seen his weakest state, Nurbaya had her hand wrapped around Satria's neck. They also kiss with blue. The chest that had been tight, now gradually improved.

Satria gave up their warm kiss. “Don't be sad anymore, there's me.” He stroked the cheeks of the gentle Nurbaya.

“Come, we go from here, Brother!” invite Satria, he grasped tightly Nurbaya fingers, walking hand in hand.

Satria contacted Mr. Hamdan, then they were escorted to the beach which was a little quiet.

“I like the beach, I do not force you to like the beach too, but this time accompany me on the beach, yes.” Satria said when the car stopped by the beach.

He took Nurbaya out of the car. Then, shake his hand. That is, Mr. Hamdan please go anywhere, I do not want to be disturbed, come when I call back. That's what Mr. Hamdan captured.

Satria sat in the sand, then pulled the hand of Nurbaya who was reluctant to dirty her dress.

“What's wrong, sit down! Leave it to the loundry, if your clothes are dirty.” he said with a small smile.

Nurbaya snorted, then shook her butt beside Satria.

Satria stared straight ahead, enjoying the roar of the waves. “I love the beach, although noisy but calms me.”

“On the beach, I made sand castles, they were very easy to collapse and destroy, but I always made them. Papa always said, 'Take someone's faith, because it's the same as this sand castle, it's beautiful and very difficult to make, but it's easy to break in the face of something.' If someone believes in you, then keep it as good as possible.”

“I still remember that, just like a shattered glass. It won't be whole again, just like Brother's heart now. Brother strongly believes in the bajing*n, (*Satria belies the word bajing*n, because he does not want Nurbaya to get upset*) so that it makes sister's heart as sad as this.”

“I just have some vague memories of Mama and Papa, because they were gone when I was a kid. When I saw Brother then, I was happy.”

“I have always been lonely all this time, have no friends, but Big Brother has always accompanied me. My brother always believed in me, encouraged me and reminded me. I like.” said Satria smiling, still staring straight ahead.

Nurbaya looked at Satria's face, her heart was pounding at this moment, the words of this young man warmed her heart, 'A Belief' This young man in front of her had always believed in what he had said long ago, though he often lied and only limited to entertaining Satria only.

Whether in the wind of heaven from where, Nurbaya suddenly leaned her head on Satria's shoulder, tightly grasping the young man's hand. Satria returned the grasp as well.

“I don't like to see tears streaming from Big Brother's eyes. I just want to see Brother smile happily. So, don't be sad anymore, yeah, brother. Forget about the man who has crushed the trust of that big brother.”

Satria kissed the back of Nurbaya's hand which she held.

“I love the same, Brother.”

“I also.” sahut Nurbaya.

“Marry me.”

“Ya.”

“Really?” satria asked enthusiastically, until Nurbaya lifted her head from Satria's shoulder.

“True, Sister is willing?” ask again with passion.

“What's available?” nurbaya did not understand.

“That just happened!”

“Forgetting Erian who has shattered my trust, right?”

??!! Satria immediately returned.

“Don't be sad like that, your brother is just being heartbroken for a moment, believe me I will be happy soon. Kaaaan, my handsome brother is always entertaining. Yes, right?” tanyanya seduces Satria.

“Hm,” Satria just grunts. He wanted to hear the answer, not this one.

“Kak,”

“Hm?”

“Marry me.”

Nurbaya tilted her head, sharpening her hearing. “What did you say?” tanyakanya.

“I want to marry Big Brother, marry me.” Satria repeated her words.

Nurbaya looked at Satria for quite a while, then laughed out loud.

“Hahahha, you little brat, you want to make sure, your brother, gets married? Is it because you saw Erian get married, so you want to marry me so that I don't feel sad?”

“My dear sister, getting married is not a matter of playfulness, it concerns feelings and responsibilities.” Nurbaya patted Satria's shoulder. Then he stood up.

“Come pursue, Sister. If you can,” he said, then run.

Satria stood up from her seat, “If I can catch up with Big Brother, what reward?” yell Satria.

Nurbaya turned around, paused for a moment, pointed at her lips, then ran. Satria smiled slightly, then chased after Nurbaya.

Long enough they chase each other, laughing happily, until it ends a warm kiss full of affection. They already look like lovers, but Nurbaya considers this relationship only as a sister.