Leaning My Naughty

Jealous

Satria was still chuckling. “Already, there, back to work.” his orders On the Secretary of the Gods.

The Secretary of the Gods took out a tissue, about to remove the lip marks on Satria's shirt.

“What do you want to do, Huh?” Satria glared at him sharply.

“Young Master, the former should be removed. That's a shame.”

“That must be removed, that lipstick on your lips, not on my shirt. There!”

“Sana!”

The Secretary of the Gods resentfully walked to his desk again as he uttered a swear word. If heard by his little boss, it could be a long affair. Fortunately, only he himself could hear the curse, as he was screaming inwardly.

'What's it like, yeah, my dear wife's reaction later?' Satria stroked her chin.

Yesterday, he met a business associate at a Chinese restaurant that was open 24 hours. It just so happens that his business partner is Chinese. There are so many alcoholic foods and drinks.

Drinking problems, there is always a substitute for Satria to drink, business partners also understand it, in Indonesia especially, especially in the religion of Satria, he can not drink Alcohol.

Satria and the Secretary of the Gods drank a cold, gnarled drink. While the Baron's bodyguard, his face was reddened because it had been poured several glasses of wine by Satria's business partner.

As Satria was about to return home, an open-dressed, sexy woman with an eccentric make-up dropped into her arms.

Jaka swiftly, pulled the woman's body away from her superior. The half-drunken baron dragged the woman. The woman looked happy at the Baron drag. “We meet again handsome,” he said. The woman's mouth was no less smelly than the Baron's.

“Keep away from here,” Baron gave the woman two red money sheets. “Still, handsome. Cup!” The woman kissed the Baron's cheek.

Jaka chuckles. “ What's laughing? Quickly, don't let Young Master get angry!” They walked swiftly following the footsteps of Satria and the God Secretary who walked first.

Satria or the Secretary of the Gods did not realize that Satria's shirt had the former lips of the woman.

After Jaka pulled the woman's body, Satria spontaneously allowed the suit, so the lip was covered. Until, Satria only found out when she realized Nurbaya's strange gaze.

'How, yes, your reaction. I'm very curious.' Satria smiled to herself.

Satria came home, he rushed into the room, as he suspected, Nurbaya had been waiting, the girl helped release the suit that was accidentally opened by Satria below.

When Nurbaya opened the suit, clearly emblazoned lip marks are redder than last night on Satria's shirt. The girl's hand trembled violently, her mind began to branch.

'Is he really looking for another girl? He always obeyed what I said all along. How'this? Didn't I apologize to him last night.' Nurbaya stared at the lip sign with a sad look. Satria smelled a smile.

“Do I want to prepare water for shower?” nurbaya asked after taking off Satria's shirt. The young man simply replied with a nod.

Nurbaya prepares water and clothing.

Satria took a shower, then put on boxer pants. “You don't want to wear clothes?” ask Nurbaya. Satria just played an eyebrow answering her.

Nurbaya put down the clothes she had prepared. Sitting next to Satria who appears to be playing a mobile phone. “What is your job today smoothly?”

“Ya.”

“Are you still mad at me?”

“What is wrong?” Satria raised her eyebrows, looking at Nurbaya.

“That time, I said rudely to you. What are you..” Nurbaya breathed deeply. “Have you found another woman?” ask him with one leg of a breath.

“Why?”

The question made Nurbaya's chest tight. 'Why would he answer like that, normally he wouldn't be like this. Is it true, he has already found another woman and will divorce me?'

“I'm just curious.”

“Oh,” replied Satria indifferently, He looked back at the screen of his phone.

Long silence, only the sound of their breathing and typing Satria mobile keyboard occasionally.

“Do you want to divorce me?”

“Why do you think so?”

“I... I just want to make sure.” Nurbaya squeezed the end of her shirt.

“Sure what?” Satria drew her face closer to Nurbaya's.

“Far away from me, I don't want to be close to a guy who likes to play girls!” exclaimed Nurbaya, she suddenly stood up and shouted.

“You're weird, what's wrong with you? You're accusing me of playing with women?” Satria pressed her shoulders.

He stood up and aligned his body with the Nurbaya, then embraced the girl's waist. “Why should I play with other women? Playing with my women I have never, do you want to play with me now, I am very ready, Honey.” whispered while blowing Nurbaya's ear.

“You, what are you saying!”

“Nothing, are you jealous now, my dear?” Satria lifted Nurbaya's chin.

“Who is jealous!”

“Really?”

“Have you fallen in love with me?” Satria asked back.

“Who has fallen in love with you,” Shouts while letting go of Satria's embrace.

“Did you find another girl?”

“Hm, don't ya,” Satria tapped her own lips.

“Say, are you with another woman!” Suddenly Nurbaya went on a rampage, banging on Satria's arm.

Satria chuckles. Hugging the Nurbaya. “My dear this seems really jealous, yes. But still do not confess.” said Satria tease, Nurbaya turned her lips to the front.

“Inter,” Satria took her mobile phone, “Try this.” Satria showed the results of her shots to Nurbaya.

“You!!!” Nurbaya glaring. Satria chuckles.

“You pranked me!”

“Who told you to say that to me. It's nice to ask for a divorce, I just haven't got my rights.”

“You always just said rights, sucks!”

“But, Darling. I really want it.” Spoiled whining.

Are they really better now?

“Mau, yes.” Satria kissed Nurbaya's lips quickly. The girl's cheeks were red.

“But not now, I'm coming guest this week.” replied Nurbaya shyly.

There was a smile of happiness on Satria's face. “I'll wait for your monthly guests to end, Honey. About a week away, right?” asked Satria softly, She kissed Nurbaya's handcuffs.

“More or less.” replied Nurbaya shyly.

Satria stroked the head of Nurbaya. “I only love you one, there is no other woman in my heart, what else to play around with another woman. You understand?”

Nurbaya smiles. “But I'm glad to see you jealous.” Satria chuckles.

“Apaan anyway!” Nurbaya hits Satria's arm spoiled.

“Do not hit again,” Nurbaya still hit. “If you still hit again, I'll kiss until I run out of breath. Nurbaya instead met red to hear it, still hitting.

Satria smiled mischievously, then devoured Nurbaya's lips greedily.

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