Leaning My Naughty

Crama

The clock shows 9 p.m. Satria has not shown any signs of his return. Nurbaya had been waiting, somehow her heart suddenly misses, is this the effect of the results of lovemaking? He did not want to part things for a moment with Satria. Or is this what he calls true love, which he has never felt in Erian before?

At approximately 10 pm, the Secretary of the Gods car stopped, they both immediately entered the house which was welcomed by the Chief Maid, while Mr. Hamdan immediately put the Secretary of the Gods car into the garage.

Nurbaya was sleepy, immediately gasping when she heard the sound of her bedroom door opening. Satria went straight into the bathroom, while the Secretary of the Gods had also entered the guest room. Satria told him to stay at home, he was worried that the Secretary of the Gods would have to return exhausted and sleepy to his own apartment.

“You just got home?” ask Nurbaya while yawning.

Satria who just came out of the bathroom, just replied, “Hm.” Then continue wearing t-shirts and shorts. He immediately threw his body into the bed.

Not long after, the young man had already fallen asleep and let out a harsher snoring than before. Nurbaya who was about to invite the young man to talk and ask about what had stuck in her mind since then could only sigh.

“Good sleep, you are exhausted, yes?” He looked at the handsome face that was sleeping, then gave a kiss of love.

He lay down to face Satria and hugged her.

**

Morning around 8.

Nurbaya woke up, she felt the mattress beside her was empty.

“Why the hell, can I wake up late? I can't talk to him. How do I start talking to her if I can't be a good wife? Wake up already noon, huft!” He breathed his rough breath.

After eating, he went to the back house, met some waiters who were laughing while cleaning the freshly bought chili. Some are slicing red onions.

“Hai, busy, yes?” nurbaya.

“Lumayan, Young Madam.” replied one of them.

“Loh?” Nurbaya. “Why call me that anyway? Call as usual.” ketus Nurbaya.

“Sorry, we can't.” replied someone among them. Nurbaya scrunched her forehead, “Sikiller was angry, nagged us, it was a disrespectful act he said.” said another.

Nurbaya's eyes are wide. Can't believe, “Huft! Alright then,” He flings his lips while sighing. Can only surrender.

Since he got married, many rules have changed, appearance and attitude. Even recently, there was a manners teacher who came for him. His mother did not defend him but instead supported all that, so that Nurbaya changed for the better.

His mother said it was important for him, so that later if you meet with a distant colleague Satria or party at a business partner event, Nurbaya can blend in and not look too bad. Inevitably Nurbaya also agreed and followed the lesson well.

“How about ma...” Just now one of them wants to spend a slur about the first night of Nurbaya, her waist immediately get a great pinch.

“You want to score the same Head Maid? Do not say something that is forbidden so.” he said.

“Iya, yes, sorry. I forgot.” said while stroking his pained waist.