Travel Love To Andromeda

Travel Love To Andromeda
JCTA #76'S. TEACHER VS STUDENT



Shania was not at home, this afternoon she immediately rushed to the hospital, when Leli said that Naomi gave birth by caesarean section.


"Bi, where's momy?" tanya Naya went down the stairs and whispered like a ghost, she dyed richly looking for where her mother-in-law was.


"Mother Sha went to the neng hospital from last afternoon, he said Neng Nom-nom lahiran," replied bi Yani while wiping her hands with a cloth over the sink while Naya was busy berohria.


"How come bi Yani has olive oil?" ask her again as sweet as a cat if again ask for salt fish.


"What's neng doing?" bi Yani asked furrowed her brows, "want to make what use of olive oil, neng?" he was looking around in the kitchen cabinet, if cooking for Arka usually Shania will put it here.


"Make Andromeda salad," he laughed, making bi Yani smile and laugh, "that's all right, if that's wrong!" he then walked towards the P3K box and picked up a unique shaped bottle with a wooden root cover, "if you make this mijit!" handcuffed.


Naya nodded, "bi Yani knows if Naya wants to mijit mas Andro!"


"Parent's experience," he replied.


Naya is neither an experienced therapist nor a certified masseuse. Nevertheless, his hand massage is enough to make a horse sprained until broken bones, "maasss! Yuhuu! Sok opened his shirt, Naya incandescent until mele hoy is! Pake the mainstay, totok sakti!" his yell.



Andro opened his shirt to show curves and sculptures that can make Naya drool, slurrppp!



"Mas, face down!" Naya took it and went up to the bed by shaking her tat pan towards Andro like a cuckoo that nyamperin his employer.



The thick eyebrows were drawn next door and asked, "is there oil?"



"Now, olive oil, right..is not fried fish oil?!" his kikik.



"Yes, you undress too."



Naya chipped with the look of a sewot face, "kok Naya, right mas who wants to be kneaded? Nay doth not do anything, not pegel, not cape either." he refused to swallow. Oh come on, it's only been 8 and a half! Meatballs are still wandering, lizards aja still on the title of la pack trade clothes cimol.



But Andro did not lose his mind to seduce his wife, "you often wash clothes, cook too, preparation for campus will also be tired! We replace, let's be fair.." pull it on the tip of Naya's pajamas, "kalo mijit mas also will be sultry, tired.meningan opened aja shirt! Pake the red one to semriwing,"



Kanaya laughed crisply and amusedly, "yes later, if it's already sultry later Naya change to use tank top. The red one just washed yesterday mas," he refused.



"Open Nay,"



"Later on,"



The two argue over each other's pull and push. Until Andro stops his action and asks Naya to go up to his back, he does not give up.



*Forward must be countered, if gini*! Because the edges Andro asked for a plus-plus, the event tonight is just an alibi, willing to refuse the fear of sin!



Whether indeed the age of Andro is a turbulent time, with the age of marriage that has just stepped on 1 month, or indeed like that of a man if married, regardless of nature. And Naya can only follow the will of Andro who provoked his libido.



"Woman what man, mii?" ask Andro.


"Laki, later if you want to go to her house just Ndro fit home, if now still full of family from her husband." Answer momy Sha.


Andro nodded.


"What do you think Mii is? If the richness of Nom-nom tea is complete," said Naya rolled her eyes thinking.


"Always, Nay, so that it can be purchased that does not have or what is needed again" replied Arka.


Naya nodded in understanding, but Andro immediately dropped his phone in the m-banking column, "write the nominal, it's up to you."


Both of Naya's eyebrows raised, "how many mas, huh. Naya doesn't know how many pantes...." Naya confusion because Nom-nom is not someone else and the citizens of Giri Mekar who kalo ngamplop 150 thousand already feel great.


"Enough aja weh Nay, enough to join the joint venture event aqiqah.." timpal momy Sha. Naya nodded in understanding, actually not the nominal is important, but the sense of family.



This afternoon, Andro took Naya to the very end of the complex, the least crowded place in the complex, but it turned out the estimate was wrong....this afternoon suddenly the end of the complex was crowded by mothers who were again momong children while nyuapin.



"Wow, rame mas here! Wrong, later Naya even hit people!" he tilted his head to talk to Andro, Andro agreed with Naya and then turned his dirt bike steering back through the house road.



But instead of going home, Andro brought Naya out of the complex and into the next complex, he knew enough about the quiet area there.



"Where are we going, ma'am?"



"The next complex, there is a road that is not too rame, the residents are at home in the morning the same as the middle of the morning, rarely on the exit if not the weekend."



Andro pulls the clutch when stepping on the gear and gas plugs into the next complex.




Andro got off the bike with Naya, he turned the hat pad back looking so cool like a young boy, "his standard in the miringin first. Footrest bias on the left, because the left leg is usually stronger, not easily collapsed." Naya notices her handsome husband under the mood of the afternoon, to be honest she is not concerned because Andro's style now makes him younger by several years.



"Goddessa!" Naya shook her head quickly, dismissing her charm, "if the teacher is handsome gini mah, Naya is difficult to focus or mas!"



Andro pushed his nosy wife's head, then stuck his eel with Naya's eel, "don't wander, if you don't want to be eaten!"



"Try first you ride, actually if you can ride a motorcycle gear mah definitely mepet usual, although never ride a motorcycle guy like this!"



"High mas, later if the motor stops how?" ask Naya.



"Yes your feet must be willing to go down, the position is again desired so that you can take."



Naya tries to climb in the standard position, then Andro stands beside her and touches every important part, "it's the gear." his foot stomps on the left lever near the footpeg.



"It's a clutch," Andro pulled the lever to the left of his motor handlebar.



"This is gas," then he pulled the lever to the right of the handlebar of the motor, Naya so carefully watched.



"It's the front brake" he said pulling a lever to the right of the handlebar over the throttle. "And here's the rear brake," The man turned to press the footing of the right foot.



"Nega know? Dyinget-inget, do not until later you blank time again driving?"



Naya nodded then repeated what Andro said earlier, "okay understood master teacher!" said it.



"Okay, look at the mas first. Abis it's you, but mas loose itself.." I don't know how many times Naya nodded quickly. He went down to let his teacher set an example.



"This clutch is very important, you pull this until the stick touches each handlebar want gear inject to move the teeth, or time want to stop..pull strong but careful because it usually likes jerks, jolts, and, do not remove at once so that the machine does not die," Andro really like a dirt bike instructor who wants to off road on the mountain.



"Durunin teeth pkered down if you want to go up, cogkel up."



"Sip!" answer Naya. Actually Naya is a girl who easily understands in theory, even though she does not know what her practice will be.



After Andro tried one round, he then went down and let his wife take over.



Naya let out a rough sigh and climbed onto the bike, "bismillah!"



Kanaya starts the engine and pulls the clutch with her right hand ready on the brake lever.



"Mas was afraid.." - Anxious.



Naya stepped on the gear lever while releasing the clutch just like that.



*jegrack*. Engine off.



"Well mas?!!!!"



"What did you say??!!! Sap-sip, sap--sip?!" namel Andro, having a student like Kanaya makes you want to feel bad.



"Calm down-calm down mas, let enough motors only be loud, mas do not! Okay, now you understand!" he answered, but then Naya fell silent.



"Why?" ask Andro sangsi.



"Where is this tea, Naya forgot it again?!" ask her innocently.