Leaning My Naughty

The Honeymoon Ticket

Choosing clothes for the wedding was done, now they were both eating at an expensive restaurant. While Aira first left, did not come with the two of them, because he will continue his pending activities.

“Honey, raise your jacket hat!” satria's orders.

“Why? I'm having a hard time eating, tau!” nurbaya protest.

Satria stood up, put on the jacket hat, and sat down beside her, holding the girl's waist.

“Hey, what are you doing? I'm uncomfortable, I want to eat, don't be weird!” Nurbaya looked at Satria sharply.

“I don't want other men to be fascinated by you, I'm like this so they know, you're mine.”

“Who will be fascinated to see me?!” Nurbaya is completely inexhaustible with the mind of Satria.

“Almost everyone is here. I'm not going to eat in this restaurant in the future. We should have eaten at the restaurant 'Damrah resto', not just the origin of the restaurant!”

Nurbaya circulated her gaze, looking at the circumstances around. Nurbaya's eyes are perfectly wide. This young man in front of him said everyone saw him? There, everyone saw the young man. Almost the stunned woman and her partner stared in annoyance, not a dazzled look.

Nurbaya breathed a rough sigh.

“Young Master, have you ever reflected?”

“Honey, don't call me Young Master, we're getting married. Call me, Brother, Mas, or Darling.” He kissed Nurbaya's cheek. Making Nurbaya's eyes wide.

'This naughty boy, really shameless, kisses me carelessly in front of such a crowd.' Regret it feels like he invited this bad boy to eat here, why not eat at Damrah Resto just to be private, invisible to anyone the behavior of this young man.

“Don't kiss me here.” grumbled Nurbaya quietly, half whispered.

“Leave it, let them know, if you're mine.”

Nurbaya breathed a rough sigh. “You better reflect!” nurbaya Ketus.

Satria checked his teeth with his tongue, then drank mineral water. Ensuring the edges of his eyes. “Is there still something on my face?”

“There!” Nurbaya is getting upset.

“Really?”

“Iya.”

“Then, wait a minute, dear. I clean it up to the toilet. Ok!”

“You can't talk to anyone, before I come!” Satria rushed to the toilet.

Arriving at the toilet, he reflected, no eye mats in the eyes, no food scraps tucked in the teeth. He kept making sure his face was perfect.

'Ah, there's nothing. I have to hurry back, later my dear can be seduced by other men.' He rushed back to his desk.

“Have a look?” ask Nurbaya.

“Already, Darling.” smile warmly.

“Already know the answer, right?”

“Hm, answer?!” Satria scrunched her forehead.

“Yes, the answer why everyone is looking towards this table?” nurbaya Sahut. Satria's forehead is getting wrinkled.

“That's, what?”

“I mean that, everyone sees the charm of your good looks, not seeing me, Young Master Satria Develv Damrah!” nurbaya.

“Don't ngeles, I don't care if they look at me, I just don't want those guys to look at my girl.”,

“Already, quickly finish this meal, I'm tired, want to go home!”

At the end of the restaurant, where Satria and Nurbaya ate, a woman wearing a leather jacket and hat followed them, occasionally photographing them.

The woman had followed Nurbaya or Satria in secret several times, stealing their photos a few days ago.

**

Satria and Nurbaya's wedding day.

The wedding was held at the Damrah family home, attended by some of the closest families, some servants, Arnel's personal secretary, Jimi, Akbar, and the Secretary of God.

Bi Mona and her Husband shed tears as Satria finished her qobul ijab, as well as Aira and Arnel they clasped fingers. Only one of the closest family people who did not come, namely Humaira, the younger sister of Satria's father.

Their marriage is private and closed. The first reason is because Satria is still a student, the second reason is so much danger for Nurbaya and Satria, if their business competitors find out about it before Satria is strong and tough.

Likewise with Damrah Groub and Hardwork Groub, will be handed over when the young man is fit and tough to control it. For a while, Satria only controlled the branch of Damrah Groub, with a false identity, not in the name of Satria. It was all Arnel did to protect his grandson as well as train the young man.

“Congratulations, Darling.” Aira hugged Nurbaya and Satria. Similarly, Arnel immediately hugged his grandson haru and stroked the head of Nurbaya.

“Congratulations, yes. Didn't expect me!”

“Marriage license is also I.” said Akbar.

“Find first, can only not yet, instead ask to marry!” tejek Satria's.

“About-about, buy a child snack carelessly! Uh, getting married, saying it carelessly!” julid Jimi's.

Satria smiled mockingly. “Color got, I'm stuck-out.”

“Bogged!” jimi and Akbar said in unison.

The Damrah family home today exudes a joy that makes the heart flowery, especially for Satria. He finally succeeded in legally owning his beloved girl, whom he had dreamed of since childhood.

Congratulations and the gift has been received. Now the show is over.

Satria and Nurbaya have changed clothes, sitting in the living room with Arnel and Aira. “This is your honeymoon ticket.” said Aira.

“Grandfather has prepared everything, 3 more days you can leave. Grandfather has asked Jaka and the Baron to protect you as regular bodyguards, as always. And there will be some standby bodyguards there as well.” explained Arnel.

Satria picked up her honeymoon ticket, smiling sumringah. “Still Grandma, Cake.”

**

Nightfall.

Nurbaya went straight into her room and got a great jewel from Bi Mona. “Why are you sleeping here? Sana, accompany the Young Master to sleep in his room!”

“But, Mom!”

“Nothing but-but, you're married, don't fuck!” Bi Mona glared.

Nurbaya walked lethargicly to Satria's room.

“Hai, My dear, you have come.” greet Satria. The young man was bare-chested, wearing only boxer shorts.

Nurbaya turned her back. “Pick your shirt on!”

“Uuuhh, my dear, usually see me not wearing clothes, even without clothes. Now even shame!” he said he chuckled, but he immediately put on a t-shirt. Don't want to make the mood of her girl puja worse on the night of their bride.

“Actually what did you say to your Grandpa and Grandma?” asked Nurbaya with a sharp look.

“Hm..” Satria pretended to think.

“Quick say, Naughty Boy!” Nurbaya hits Satria's head strong.

“Aya, you did KDRT!” he shouted, he stroked his head which was hit by Nurbaya earlier.

“Remember no, when you kissed my lips at school? When you kissed me at a luknut guy's wedding, Erian was?”

“Why? Don't beat around!” Nurbaya's eyebrows rose, staring intently.

“Didn't you use me then? I also took advantage of that situation, so that you are mine, dear.” Satria said with a sharp and serious look.

The gaze he had never seen before, the gaze of a grown man, not the gaze of a young boy who he was often ignorant of.

Satria walked closer, closer and closer.

“I'm happy, you're finally mine, darling.” Satria stroked Nurbaya's face, stroked her hair, then kissed the tip of the hair with a look that was difficult to understand.

Glug up! Nurbaya swallows her salivary.

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