Leaning My Naughty

Interesting in the Eyes of Other Men

Nurbaya stood guard as Aira got into the car, which was driven by Mr. Hamdan. He was asked to wait for Satria. The car drove off first leaving him.

Brums! Brums! Brums! The black Bugatti Veyron stopped in front of him. “Come in, Darling.” Satria blinked her eyes.

“Why did you bring the car?”

“I want to be alone with my future wife, all of you try my new SIM.” Satria smiled. Yeah, she's just 17 years old and just finished taking care of the SIM.

Nurbaya got into the car. “You want me to put the seat belt on, honey?” ask Satria to come closer.

“I can do it myself. What are you kambet anyway? Usually I also wear it myself.” ketus Nurbaya.

“Cambet yourself.” Blinked his eyes with a prick.

Their journey was less smooth, because Mr. Hamdan forgot to check the oil, so Satria had to stop at SPBU. Waiting, Nurbaya got out of the car, was about to buy a drink.

Satria's eyes stared intently at Nurbaya, especially when she saw the girl chatting and smiling at the man who was there. “Pak, come here!” He called someone wearing a parking shirt.”

Looks like the guy is resting, he just came out of Musholla SPBU. “Yes, anything I can help you with, Sir?” the man is polite.

'Sir?' Satria pensively heard, when he was called sir, he was not old. 'Why don't you call Dik, or Nak?' thought.

“Bapak can bring this car to queue? I'm going to the toilet. I beg.” the door is begging.

“Insyaallah, can, sir,” said the man. Satria immediately came out handing over the key and some red money sheets.

“Fill full.” command, then walk away.

The man was surprised, the direction of the toilet with Satria walking direction was very different. But he did not want to take a headache, he chose to get into the cool car. He's very happy, he hasn't touched a car this good. You can touch it while you park. It was a lucky thing, too, according to him.

Satria immediately held the waist of Nurbaya, when she reached her side. The girl frowned, uneasy and embarrassed. “Why are you here? Didn't you buy oil?”

“I ask someone to help.” He opened the jacket he was wearing, directly pairing it on the body of Nurbaya, even the jacket hat was also fitted.

Satria kept walking, towards the corner, there were people selling pulses, cards and masks. The young man immediately bought a mask and put it on the Nurbaya.

“I am stuffy wearing a mask,” said Nurbaya refused, He opened the mask.

“I said wear!” Satria.

“Lucky to be outside, if at home I have clawed you this!” gerutu Nurbaya gave up.

“Iya My dear, you can claw or other when we are at home later, anything can be.” Satria was about to kiss Nurbaya's cheek, immediately pushed strongly by Nurbaya, almost the young man fell, but he quickly mastered himself.

The car was finished in oil.

“There are many, Sir.” said Satria tucked 2 pieces of money in red.

The eyes of the man who was helping her instantly sparkled. “Thank you very much, Sir.” He kissed the money, put it on his head and then on his chest. “Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Yes Allah.”

“May you be given health, longevity and increased provision.” he continued.

“Aamiin.” replied Satria and Nurbaya in unison.

“All sir, do'ain so that my marriage with my future wife is smooth. I will be married in 3 days with him.” said Satria proud of the future wife sitting next to him.

“Congratulations yes, Sir. Hope your journey is good. After this, do not go anywhere again sir, not good bride-to-be go this way.”

“Yes, thanks for the advice, sir. Excuse um. Tiiinn!” satria's pamphlet ends with a horn.

Nurbaya frowned while shaking her smile. Since when did Satria have such friendly conversations with others? Was the young man taking the wrong medicine? That was Nurbaya's mind.

“Do not remove the jacket and mask if not in the car.” he said suddenly, when Nurbaya removed the mask and jacket.

“Loh? Why?”

Eh? Nurbaya.

He placed the back of his hand on Satria's forehead. “You no longer have a fever, right?”

“Who has a fever? I'm taking care of my women! Because the woman will be very attractive and seductive in the eyes of other men. I don't want your beauty to attract another man. Enough I'm tempted, not for other men.”

“Hahaha.” Nurbaya laughed. Until the end of his eyes shed tears.

“What's funny?!”

“Tak. Ehehe.” Still chuckling at the end of his sentence.

“I said seriously Aya, I don't want you in any man's lyrics!”

Plaque! Nurbaya flicked at Satria's forehead while driving.

“Awwh! Aya what are you doing? I'm driving!” Swiping with one hand.

“You are no longer polite?”

“Aproprietary?”

“Yes, you now dare to call me by name, who told you to big mouth so? I've been saying, don't call me Aya, but call SISTER!” nurbaya said to suppress the call of her brother, while knocking out Satria's ear.

“Aduh, Nurbaya, I tell you yes, I will be your husband, you should call me Abang or Mas so. It's not me who should call my wife, Brother!” satria.

“Who will marry you bad boy! I know it's just your wits, I can't believe we're getting married.”

Skiit!!! Satria brim suddenly.

“Aduuuhh! Beware dong, bring the car!”

Satria immediately grabbed Nurbaya's shoulder. “You said this is just subterfuge?” He took Nurbaya seriously.

“Yes, the wits of a bad boy like you. I wouldn't believe it, just think with common sense, where maybe the Great Lord married his only granddaughter, heir Damrah Groub married the son of a maid who was much older than him. Want to put where the face of the family Damrah.”

Satria narrowed her eyes, then released her hand on Nurbaya's shoulder.

Sighs. “Alright, Darling.” He smiled faintly, stroking Nurbaya's face.

Returning to the car, Satria was silent without saying anything until at the boutique of her friend Aira.

“Kok long time anyway the shampoo?” Aira greeted them with questions.

“Oil out.” replied Satria cold. Immediately lay his body on the soft sofa available.

“This is Jeng, my grandson-in-law.” Aira held the hand Nurbaya introduced. They also know each other.

“Mari Nak, Aya.” Aira's friend immediately invited Nurbaya to the dressing room.

Nurbaya tried 3 wedding dresses, Satria charmed every Nurbaya show the clothes to Satria and Aira.

“You are so beautiful.” compliment.

“Suitable, very beautiful.”

“Emang basically, my dear is beautiful, everything used looks very beautiful.” praise Satria with sparkling eyes.

Jeng Rita, Aira's friend who became the designer of this boutique, was astonished at the nature of Satria. The young man he knew was quiet, cold not like this. 'Is this the effect of mating?' Jeng Rita smiled.

“Beauty all right, Grandma? We bought them all, huh?” satria said spirit.

“One time, the only one that is married is one. Then just buy another shirt, for your wedding reception, after you graduate SMA.” explained Aira.