The Naughty Disciple Trap
Worrying

Satria drove his bike with an uncharitable heart, when he had wanted to open access for the wife but, had to be disappointed again because of the scenery he should not have seen. A piece of the old story came back that made him slam the steering by stepping on the brake suddenly until it fell on the asphalt.

If you can get hurt, why not. Heart wounds do not bleed, but physical injuries can make others understand the situation that really withstands pain. Not just because of his little wife but because the shadow of the past is back across.

"There's no way I'm gonna have to lose what's mine a second time."

Satria saw his pants torn and his knees hurt But, he did not ignore because, at this time the time to rise is not silent and return to defeat. Although there is no love yet, Mashayu is his legal wife. The woman who should be maintained body and soul is not defeated and gives up with a snot boy. Satria got up and wanted to return to the house of Mashayu to drive away the young man who sassy tasting hers.

The quiet road makes Satria have to bother lifting his collapsed motorbike with scratches along the body of the motor without anyone's help.

"Akhs..." The wound that rubbed his pants made him unable to bear the pain. Satria reached into her pants pocket to pick up her phone and contacted her sister for not being sure to ride her motorcycle again.

"Fetch me!"

"Where?"

"I share Lok."

Satria again sat on the side of the road with his legs deliberately straightened. When his body and feet hurt, it rained without excuse. Complete the suffering today. Wanting to shelter can not because, there is no place for him just to protect himself from millions of water that falls soaking the earth.

"Dam."

He could not have returned to Mashayu's house under these circumstances. The shadow of what two people of different types in the house, with the rain that adds to the martyrdom makes his mind drenched in the adult scene.

Satria snorted in annoyance, she lowered her head in resignation. To where, from afar, the motor lights panned with horns that were so loud that Satria turned her head by squinting her eyes.

"Mas!" cry out Cakra from the motor he was driving.

"Turn off that horn of yours!" tell Satria by shaking her head. Cakra quickly turned off its horn and motor.

"Mas why?" cakra in the heavy rain. The Cakra Attributes were so complete with raincoats wrapping around its tall body.

"Bring my bike!" yelled Satria no less loudly. He rubbed the rough of his face that was soaked with palms that began to wrinkle. The rain made her look haggard. Not to mention the wounds that turned out not only on the knee. After being felt on his arm, it also felt sore.

Cakra immediately descended from his motor and stepped closer. He scrutinized Satria's appearance and saw some spots of her brother's torn clothes.

"Mas out of brawls? How's it like a rascal like this?" tanya Cakra origin who then got a blow on the head from Satria. In this situation, my sister still asked me to joke. He immediately throws his motor key at Cakra and invites Cakra to go home immediately before Satria returns to catch a cold.

"Ck, I'll take it, you're on my bike but be careful! He smelled the hot asphalt."

Cakra nodded his head, trying to string together the events that occurred by looking back at his older brother's appearance, then looking towards the motor that was deformed in some parts. After concluding it himself, Cakra immediately rose and darted away without saying goodbye.

"Occupy... Nothm

waiting to run away, you little brat!" annoyed Satria, with a limp he stepped closer to the Cakra motor and started riding it at a slow pace.

Arriving at home Mother had been standing guard at the door with a towel that she had prepared. Mother looks anxious, especially had seen Satria's motor a lot of scratches.

"Owalah Le's... Intention to pick up a wife even an accident like this." Mother immediately approached Satria who got off the motorbike and then walked into the house.

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In the room with shades of light purple, the girl with the status of the wife was sleeping rumbling unclear. The shadow of Satria's expression with her resuscitating speech made Shayu unsettled. However, if you recall the attitude and words of Satria at that time actually made him cringe.

"It's very difficult to be a teacher's wife, many rules are like a school. Turn left dating she suddenly mellow and feel very hurt, but I really feel guilty gini ya. Akh... Just like Gamon, he's an unstable man!" ketus Mashayu speaks for himself.

Mashayu immediately pulled the blanket and kicked the blanket repeatedly until the blanket came off and fell to the floor. Actually Mashayu knew about Satria's arrival, so she let Arta who wanted to kiss her lips. Lucky Satria immediately intends to leave, making Shayu quickly dodged when Arta's lips a little more will stop by. Despite wanting to prank her husband but Mashayu is unlikely to let her lips she auctioned a second time with a different man.

Shayu immediately got off the bed and stepped towards the balcony of the room. He frowned when he realized that it was outside of heavy rain. Shayu quickly stepped back in and grabbed the phone lying on the nightstand. He was suddenly worried and immediately contacted Satria.

"Not lifted..."

Shayu tries to contact her best friend but there is no response, making Shayu resigned and go back to the top of the bed. He thought hard how to find out about Satria. Not long ago the man came home means it can be sure caught in the rain.

Feelings of worry continue to fester, wanting to run to the mother-in-law's house but reluctant to make his favorite Gamon teacher big head.

"When I go home, he'll feel on the clouds. If I keep quiet my heart is not calm. Oh my God, give this beautiful son of Sholehah a path! What should I do not drop my high self-esteem in front of my gamon husband?" Shayu was confused himself, he still maintained his pride. Didn't want Satria to take him weak and return blame. He was clearly the one who had disappointed. Without feeling Shayu fell asleep after being tired of thinking about Satria.

Until the afternoon before Shayu has not been awoken from his sleep. He ignored lunch even though he did not eat breakfast this morning. Maybe because tired of the mind and the atmosphere outside is so cool.

Mr. Danuaji, who had returned home from work, immediately entered his daughter's room after he found a report from Di Mbok. He found his daughter still sleeping soundly with her legs dangling to the floor.

"Based on this child, completely forgot about her status as a wife. Papah hope you will get a full affection, great affection, affection that exceeds what you have been getting from Papah."