Leaning My Naughty

Bitten

“Basic of weird little kids!” nurbaya said she saw Satria's departure.

He continued to eat the fruit, then tidied the dining table again. Satria was crying on the outside wall. Mona who woke up and saw her side blankly was aghast sitting down. Then, look for the source of the sound.

“Young Master, why are you crying here? Does Young Master feel scared?” Mona hugged Satria, rubbed her back and stroked her thick, straight black hair.

Yes, Mona knows very well. Since the death of his parents, the boy has been crying in the middle of the night. So, most nights Mona slept with him, although sometimes some other servants and her grandmother Aira, offered to accompany her to sleep. Satria prefers Mona.

Satria just kept quiet and kept crying. “Young Master don't be afraid anymore huh, there's Auntie here. Aunty will always accompany Mr.” refer Mona.

“Really?” satria looked at Mona.

“Of course, Young Master.”

“Does Aunt still like me, if I don't sleep alone and keep asking Auntie for company?” ask Satria again with a sigh.

“Of course, Aunty always liked and loved Young Master. In fact Bibi is very happy to accompany Young Master to sleep.” Mona explained.

“Really? Auntie didn't lie, did she?” ask Satria again to confirm it. Mona answered him nodding.

Satria hugged Mona. Then, Mona holds Satria back into the room. Upon arrival in the room, Mona lays him on the bed, rubbing Satria's soft, affectionate back.

“Auntie still likes me right, if I don't sleep alone?” ask Satria again. He still thought about Nurbaya saying that boys should live independently and sleep alone.

“Of course, Young Master. Why did Young Master ask that?” ask Mona curiously. It was strange, if the boy suddenly cried and asked this question.

“Kata Kak Nurbaya, the boy must be independent, bathe himself, eat alone, wear his own clothes, and sleep alone.”

“Basic of the boy!!! Watch out for him tomorrow!” mona muttered inwardly.

“Yes, independent living is good Young Master. However, it is intended for boys who are already teenagers such as Junior High School children. So, Young Master don't worry ya.” said Mona gently rubbed Satria's hair.

“Now, Young Master sleeps yes. Tomorrow Friday, Young Master should wake up early.” Mona mentoel nose pointed Little Satria.

Mona hugs Satria, closing her eyes in Mona's arms.

**

Early in the morning, Mona had already punished Nurbaya. Because of the girl, Satria cried. Again, again and again, the girl never deterred the adorable little Satria.

When dawn came, Mona deliberately woke up and walked slowly, from Satria's room for morning prayers, so as not to wake Satria's deep sleep. But with ignorance, Nurbaya entered into Satria's room, immediately pinched onto the two cheeks of Satria's sleeping chubby.

“Little lazy boy, wake up.” he said pulling both cheeks Satria.

“Wake up, do not fall asleep, everyone is awake.” he said disturbing Satria anxious. Then, whether possessed from nowhere, Nurbaya bit Satria's cheek strongly.

Satria was crying, out of pain. There are Nurbaya teeth marks on the smooth cheeks. Mona, who had just finished praying from the prayer room, rushed back into Satria's room.

Aira and Arnel were there. Nurbaya is down, Satria is already in Aira's lap. “Basic brat, already big but still stubborn. What are you doing again Young Master?” Mona beat up Nurbaya.

“Already Bi Mona, do not beat Nurbaya like that. Poor him.” reprimand Aira.

“Tak nothing Bi, maybe Nurbaya was too jolly, so accidentally bit Satria.” said Aira.

“What?!!! Biting?!!” Mona's surprised. The reason, when He entered, Satria was in Aira's arms and crying on her back in that embrace. So, he didn't see the bite marks.

“You bit the Young Master? Are you an animal? To the extent that you bit the Young Master?!!” Mona cursed her son, then beat Nurbaya blindly.

Mona is so emotional that she can no longer control her attitude in front of her employer. He beat up Nurbaya, even chasing after Nurbaya who ran away to protect herself.

This long deserted house, again crowded by the actions of the Nurbaya. The girl who had been kind and polite had become very nosy since Satria was in this house.

Nurbaya had long wanted a sister, but neither of her parents had given her a sister. Some of the maids, who were married and had children, chose to leave and quit working from Damrah's house.

Nurbaya's family was the longest-serving waiter to work at Damrah's house. Humaira Satria's father's younger brother also has no children, although she was married a few years ago.

When Satria chose to stay here. Nurbaya is very happy. Almost every day he approaches Satria.

The inexperienced Nurbaya seduces and approaches the young child, instead of being able to take Satria's heart, but always makes Satria cry.

Mona hits Nurbaya until the girl sulks. Mona doesn't care, instead she gives the girl punishment. How not, last night his daughter had made Satria cry with the words that told Satria to sleep alone.

While this morning, his daughter bit Satria to tears.

After giving Nurbaya the punishment, she checked Satria's cheek. Increase her anger, see the bite marks on the smooth cheeks of the boy.

“Already Bi, don't be angry again. Pity him.” said Aira softly. He was helping Satria take off her clothes.

“But Madam, the boy is really growing recalcitrant.”

“Not, actually Nurbaya is a good and affectionate child. She just can't express her feelings.” Aira smiled, then turned to look at Arnel.

Arnel, who was in the lyrics, pretended not to hear and threw away his face. Aira smiled and saw him. Yes, the nature of Nurbaya is exactly like Arnel used to be, the obsolescence it gives is a form of attention.

Mona still mutters angrily while preparing the equipment for Satria school.

“Yes already, Aunty prepare others, let my Satria bathe.”

“Good, Mistress.” says Mona. Then, go out to help the other waiter prepare breakfast.

**

After finishing the bath and dressed neatly, Satria was carried by Arnel towards the dining table.

“I eat alone Nek.” said Satria took a spoon in the hands of Aira.

“Wah, Grandma's grandchild is now big yes.” said Aira gently stroked Satria's hair.

“Iya, I want to be liked by Grandma and all women.” replied Satria plain.

Arnel and Aira frowned at his hearing, then they smiled slightly.