The Naughty Disciple Trap
Die Me

This morning, as usual Shayu and Satria are preparing to leave for school. After breakfast and saying goodbye to Mother Father, they stepped towards their respective vehicles.

Since waking up Shayu has been silent and not reprimanding. Satria was made anxious even though he had tried to keep talking. The effects of last night continue to this day.

Satria turned to Shayu who passed by and stepped into the car. The man let out a heavy sigh by closing his eyes. Work will not be calm if the wife is still sulking.

Shayu got into the car, she immediately put on her safety belt ready to drive to school. However, he was surprised when Satria also entered his car.

"Why did you get in my car?" asked Shayu curiously.

Satria did not answer, she closed the car door and turned to the wife. The two are both silent to each other, until Shayu snorted annoyed by throwing his face.

"Don't make me late, sir!" said Shayu with pursed lips.

"How long have you been sulking? I explained it last night." Satria grabs Shayu's hand making the girl turn towards him. "We started from the beginning" shouts Satria sincerely. The two looked back at each other with Shayu continuing to look into Satria's eyes looking for the truth and seriousness of the man.

"I do not force Sir, just quite upset if Mashayu rengganis, the most wanted beautiful girl of SMA Negeri 1 Panca Darma must lose competitiveness with mothers. That's acute Gamon! Stop if I can't, I'm ready to be the widow of the flowers. Guaranteed sales even though it has become jan_Mmmppphhh."

Satria silenced Shayu's mouth, early in the morning already upset her with the words of the widow that was embedded so relaxed. This girl does not only need speech, but also action.

Both of Shayu's eyes widened getting a surprise attack from Satria. The chewy thing back he felt with a warm breath with a tempting mint aroma.

Shayu's heart pauses-jedug no problem, even now his hands hold on Satria's arm firmly. There is no movement but has made the body relax.

Satria silently felt the softness of Shayu's lips, yet wanted to start and still felt a heart that had long since only trembled with one woman. This time, he felt it again. The vibration was different from before, until he was anxious and pressed the nape of Shayu close the soft object that stirred up the tempest.

"This time I feel it again, even stronger than before."

Satria gave a small sip on the tiny lips of the wife. Just a quick sip and a quick peck. There is no more movement than Satria. He did not want to rush because this alone had made his breathing even more dusty.

Satria let go of that lip by giving it some distance. He stared at the beautiful face that now looked so blushing, silent, and still set his heartbeat so tight that it sounded in Satria's ears.

"Sweet, don't ever say that again! This wedding is no joke! You will be my wife at all times!" whispered Satria then briefly kissed Shayu's lips.

"Care carefully! I'm in the back of this car!" said Satria then scrambled Shayu's hair and got out of the car to his motorbike which was still parked neatly.

"Morning has made a short film in the car, fortunately the car does not sway. It can be exciting neighbors to see a rare phenomenon in their village," chirped Cakra who has been standby on his motor matic. Intentions wanted to depart but were hindered by the hot scenes of her two brothers. Want to go first can not because Shayu car has not come out.

"CK, tomorrow again behind your helmet to keep your eyes awake! Be careful not to copy, you're not old enough!" sahut Satria then climbed on the motorcycle and wore a helmet.

"He's my wife if you forget!" chirps Satria. The two brothers even argued, not knowing if in the car there was a girl who still could not believe if her lips were again enjoyed by Satria.

"My lips, different sich it doesn't feel like before, there's a tickle how it is." Shayu gave a smile but a second later she hit her own lips. "Take Shayu, not angry, I like it. Let's not say my brain is complete after being kissed by Mr. Satria." Shayu shuddered with a grimacing face.

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After parking her car in the school parking lot, Shayu immediately got out of the car. He gasped as Arta suddenly stood before him. Shayu forgot to call the young man. Gegara Pak Satria who forced him to go home he left Arta who was definitely frantically looking. Moreover, his cell phone that can not be contacted because it died since yesterday returned home from school.

"Arta," shayu said with a stiff smile.

"Where to? You're making me worry about you knowing!" Arta grabs Shayu's hand and takes the girl to the back garden of the school.

Shayu who was still surprised followed her lover's steps until the two sat on the park bench facing each other. Arta stared fixedly at Shayu with her hands continuously grasping the fingers of the girl.

"Your phone can't be reached, your house is deserted, there are only servants there. You made me think you were kidnapped, Shayu!" arta said with an anxious face. Ever since Shayu suddenly disappeared she's been so unsettled. Already looking to places that may be Shayu stopped but never found the girl. Until he came home with a heart.

Shayu flinched as her body was pulled and hugged tightly by Arta. Suddenly his heart did not hold, even though Arta created warmth. It was as if someone had witnessed the closeness of the two of them but was invisible.

"I love you so much, Shayu. I don't want to lose you" whispered Arta, continuing to tighten her arms.

"Arta, don't do this! We're at school. What if a teacher sees? Auto got punished because he was caught hugging," said Shayu. He tried to break up and keep his distance. "I'm sorry to worry you, yesterday I went with Papah. It just so happened that Papah came and my phone died from noon. So can't call you." Shayu is forced to lie, because it is impossible if he says the real reason.

Arta let out a heavy sigh, she nodded her head trying to understand. Arta wants to kiss Shayu's fingers but the snuffling is done when the sound of people thumping makes both of them look back.

Shayu was stunned to see Mr. Satria had stood up with his chest crossed. His eyes were so sharp with a flat attitude.

Shayu hurried from his seat as well as Arta. Both of them stood by staring at Mr. Satria who was still silent to see their movements.

"Sorry sir, we're going to class first" said Arta after a few seconds Satria never spoke. Arta clasped Shayu's hand again and invited her to class.

The two step past Pak Satria, but suddenly Shayu's steps come to a halt as her left hand is held back by her husband.

Now Shayu was silent between two men, her husband and boyfriend who were both looking at her with meaningful gazes.

"Dead me..."