The Naughty Disciple Trap
Need to be Trained and Fished

"Sit down!" tell Satria after almost ten minutes the wife stood still by observing the room.

Shayu ignored, his footsteps slowly circled the room by looking at the small motorcycle collection trinkets placed on the workbench Satria and every corner of the rack attached to the wall.

"Satria sir likes to collect miniature motorcycles like this?" shayu asked without looking at the man.

"Hm... I like to collect funny and unique things, especially motorcycles."

"I'm funny, maybe just as unique, but there's no intention of collecting_"

"What are you talking about?" Satria moved from her seat and turned to the desk. He continued to look at Shayu who was now stepping closer.

Shayu chuckled, "this is Pak Satria's workshop?" shayu asked with a step closer to Satria. However, her body jerked when suddenly the man's hand pulled her hip until she sat on the lap of her husband sir.

The distance between the two was so close that Shayu could feel the man breathing. The smell of mint coming out of the mouth and the masculine smell of the man's body damaged the brain of the high school girl with all her dirty thoughts.

"Why, hhmm?' asked Satria who continued to look at Shayu's blushing face which was only an inch away from her face.

"Father there's no intention of letting me go?" shayu asked with continued staring at the handsome face of Satria. In his heart he praised the man in front of him who was indeed very handsome. The gaze of Shayu's eyes dropped onto the man's jawun who slowly looked up and down. It felt like he wanted to rub gently with a spoiled sag.

"Aish get rid of your filthy thoughts it's Shayu!"

"In fact, I want to ask you, is there no ambition to decide on your girlfriend? Should I make you aware of your status, hhmm?"

The sudden talk was serious, can Shayu see Satria slightly resisting being upset while giving the question. His hands that stopped at the hips were getting tighter so that Shayu realized if this man was holding back emotions.

"Ehem..." Shayu cleared her throat normalizing her strong heartbeat then looked back at Satria with a slight smile. "Why Mr Gamon? You jealous?" shayu asked by rubbing Satria's firm jaw with the tip of her fingers.

"If so why?" Shayu flinched when suddenly Satria blocked her hand. He swallowed his saliva roughly staring at the man's suddenly so heart-shaking eyes. "Don't call me Gamon anymore!" satria. He dyed Shayu's fingers making the girl dumbfounded to see him.

"It could be my heart in this way."

Satria stretched out her hand that was still clutching Shayu's fingers and covered the girl's mouth.

Shayu mouth sumpatup with pursed lips. However, Satria repeated it again by holding the back of the man's hand on Shayu's lips.

"This is the hand you should hold, and you kiss every time you go to school." Then Satria lifted Shayu's fingers until the girl's gaze turned to look at her own hand. "Then it's the fingers that only her husband should touch, not another man!"

Sahyu let out a heavy sigh, he realized that Satria was currently teaching him about the limits in dealing with other men.

Satria releases Shayu's fingers, she grabs the girl's chin making her second look meet. The look of annoyance that was clearly visible in both eyes of Satria turned shady. He smiled after realizing that the wife was suddenly tense.

"Sorry! I didn't bite you!" ledek Satria makes Shayu want to throw away face but quickly the man holds her back.

"Hmm?"

"Can't the atmosphere be replaced that way, it's a horror once," complained Shayu then sighed heavily. He looked back at Satria who had not averted his eyes since. "Father asked me to leave Arta, did you really forget about Mother Kinayu? Thinking of the past as well as having an affair, sir! And I do not want to be combined with the shadow of the former most beautiful. If you want to wake me up with my status as the wife of Father Panca Darma math teacher. You also have to realize if this Father is the husband of the most beautiful sidewives in Panca Darma!" shayu suddenly sewot.

Satria sighed harshly, indeed facing his wife had to read a lot of istighfar. Sometimes adorable, sometimes make almost out of breath to hear the ravings of Shayu that makes him dizzy.

"What way should you convince? It is impossible to forget someone who has been in our lives, but my heart is already anchored to you. We start from the beginning, learning to accept and love each other. Learn to respect and respect each other, not because I'm your teacher, but because I'm your husband!" sahut Satria. Both are still so close. Sahyu was still a henchman on Satria's lap. Likewise with the man who did not want to release the wife.

"So you're really bucin with me?" shayu asked with a smile.

"What does it mean..."

"Okay, deal!" sahut Shayu with his hand out.

Satria shook her head at the wife's behavior. It's hard to take seriously and it still has to be taught to be romantic. In this matter, his response was like he was playing a quiz. Satria immediately returned the girl's hand.

"No lies between us, sir!"

"This is marrying his own student, must follow his style. Patience, there is still plenty of time to get her to learn to be a real wife. At least after graduation, my girl can be mine."

"You're a lot of lying bad girls!" satria's chirps then released Shayu's hand. He grabbed the nape of the wife and again kissed the thin lips that had been so testing.

Several times getting an attack from Satria makes it no wonder. However, his heart rate is getting louder. Shayu clutched Satria's shirt as the man tightened his embrace. Even Shayu was made difficult to breathe.

Satria seems patient, the wife has not been able to reply actively. Still need to be trained and provoked to want to move the tongue offset.

The sound of knocking the door did not make Satria let go, but Shayu had repeatedly patted the man's chest which continued to give soft kisses. Until where the door opened, Shayu's eyes widened and moved quickly down from Satria's lap.

Dugh

"Auwh," complained Shayu who fell to the floor.

Satria is stunned to see Shayu freefall and is now complaining of pain. He turned his head towards his employee who was suddenly tensed at the doorway.

"Sorry boss, just deliver a drink. Maybe she's thirsty. Monggo..." The man placed a drink on the sofa table and immediately stepped out of the room.

Satria shook her head looking towards the door and immediately helped the wife to get up. However, Shayu's gaze was so sharp that Satria swallowed her saliva.

"No kissing until I graduate school!" shayu's jaws with pursed lips. He grimaced feeling his sore knee. "You really are troubling! Play sosor until you forget the land!" sewot Shayu who was limping stepped towards the sofa.