Leaning My Naughty

Disgustedly

Satria with a new morning spirit, gave her a happy smile. How not, yesterday all day, he spoiled with Nurbaya, even last night still asking for rations. Really in the time of the opium of the newlyweds.

This morning, Nurbaya smiled shyly, put her tie together, then compiled her school book for her to read if the office business was done. Nurbaya also put snacks into the lunch box, peeping her cheeks friendly. This was a new beginning for Satria.

The Secretary of the Gods was ready to wait, he opened the door as Satria was about to enter. Then, after entering, Satria waved her hand at Nurbaya who stood to take Satria. His smile was still growing until there was no longer a point of his house visible from the rearview mirror of the car driven by the Secretary of God.

When he came, he was still smiling, making employees amazed to see the good looks of the beauty of the smile, usually they only saw a cold flat face, but still handsome, he said, but this time double his looks.

“Eh, little Boss why? Early in the morning was a smile, did he have a new girlfriend, huh?”

“Yes, I understand he is still a teenager, maybe his first love.”

“Ah, could be. Better the little Boss has a girlfriend, let's see her smile, than the flat wry face, right?” other timpal.

That's how some of them gossip, saying Satria has a boyfriend. Yes, starting from the young age of Satria, successful young entrepreneurs, smart and talented, the only grandson of the heir to Damrah Groub, some important people in the branch office already know it slowly. However, Satria is married, no one has spread yet.

The invited guests were only important colleagues and nuclear families, none of whom spread the news, until Arnel Harviz Damrah himself would say it publicly later. The plan, Arnel will announce publicly, if Satria has finished High School.

The employee who passed by Satria whispered, The Secretary of God opened the door to let the Young Master sit down, He asked his subordinates to bring drinks and pieces of fruit into the President's room.

“Young Master, I came out briefly.” he said goodbye. Satria replied by shaking her hand, then still smiling to herself.

“Ehem!” The Secretary of the Gods cleared his throat strongly among the gossiping crowd of employees. “Do you like to gossip? Do you want me to reduce your work points? Or a pay cut?” the sarcasm.

“Sorry, Sir.” They hurriedly ran to their seats.

The God Secretary stood in the middle, then spoke out loudly. “If you still sound like gossiping no-no, I will punish you.” he said firmly, then tidied up his suit, walked back to Satria's room.

Inside he still saw Satria smiling. “Young Master,” call him. “Hm?” sahut Satria's.

“Can we start working now, which one did we work on?” tanyanya asked the young man's opinion.

“You do it first, then let me check.” Satria opened her suit, laid back on the sofa with her hands propping up her head. The God Secretary just sighed.

The man took a pillow and put it on Satria's head.

Toktoktoks! There was a knock on the door from outside.

“Ya, please come in!” sahut the Secretary of the Gods after putting a pillow on Satria's head.

Enter an employee dressed in a sea blue Damrah Groub uniform, “Sorry, is this the order you requested?” asked the woman respectfully, she was only asked by her superior.

“Yes, thanks, go!” sahut Secretary of the Gods.

The woman went and closed the door again.

“Young Master, this is drinking it and fruit pieces.” The Secretary of the Gods put it on the table.

I don't know how long Satria read, so the Secretary of the Gods focused on his task, once squeezing his phone, typing on a laptop, opening some paper, anyway very busy.

When it was finished, the Secretary of God's stomach began to ring. He tidied up all the files he had opened, shutting down his laptop. He approached Satria. He saw that the young man had fallen asleep with the book closing his mouth.

He took the book and closed it, tidied up Satria's feet, and went out to buy Satria lunch.

As long as the Secretary of the Gods came out, Melani had entered Satria's room. Somehow the woman entered, the women who served as administrators at the front, thinking that Melani was indeed allowed by the Secretary of God and Satria to go inside. Because the Secretary of the Gods said that he was going to buy food, so they thought it was the Director's order.

Melani goes inside, smiling to see Satria alone asleep inside. 'It's a good opportunity,’ he said inwardly.

He approached, opening his hat and mask. Then, caress Satria's face. The young man frowned, feeling that a strange hand had swept across his face, this was not the hand of his unconscious, nor the touch of the Secretary of the Gods. He opened his eyes.

He gasped, his eyes perfectly rounded looking at Melani at a close distance from his face. He pushed that face strong. “What are you doing here?! Out!” exclamation Satria.

“Galak once, I brought you food.” said Melani still teasing. He kept coming closer, stroking Satria's shoulder.

Satria clapped Melani's hand, then stood up. “Go!” he said with a sharp look.

“Why expel me in such a hurry so little sister? I can teach you the game to be big fast.” he said teasingly, opening one button on his top shirt.

Satria hurriedly walked over, picking up the phone. Melani hurriedly hung up the phone forcefully. “Do not, let's have fun first.” he said. Satria looked at Melani disgustedly.

He pressed the red button under his desk without Melani's knowledge. “Once dong, if it's quiet like this, I like.”

Satria wants to puke. Melani takes Satria's hand, trying to put it on her chest. But Satria's hand was hard and strong, even it was pointing towards Melani's neck. Then without the ba-bi-bu, Satria strangles Melani's neck.

“Probable!” he slammed Melani's body on the floor. Satria patted her hands, then wiped them with a tissue, as if she had just touched dirt.

Melani stroked her legs and hands that were slightly scratched because of the strong thrust of Satria, let alone her neck was quite sore, she was still coughing small.

Before long, the two guards went inside, also accompanied by the sweaty Secretary of the Gods, it seemed like he had just run fast.

“Tag this woman's face, lest I see her again. Throw away all the things he carries, then this carpet discards as well.”

The two guards immediately pulled Melani who was in pain, the bushel of food, hats and masks were also brought by the security guard. Then the carpeting problem, the Secretary of the Gods gets a new task, asking people to change the carpet quickly. This carpet is new and very expensive.

“Prepare my bath water and clothes! I don't want anything dirty left in my body!” he said with a cold and fierce face.

The good mood was ruined because of Melani.

“Good, Young Master.”

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