The Naughty Disciple Trap
It feels Rame

Whether right or wrong, in fact Satria who was upset because the seed failed. So enthusiastic that the rioting and continuing to demand made Shayu overwhelmed and ended up whining.

"Mas already! It's so spicy, use all the bites!" sewot Shayu who then came down from her husband's lap and stepped towards the dressing table. "You're really ya Mas, nice but sick all I admit."

Satria gave a smile and stepped closer and hugged Shayu from behind. Maybe he is required to be sincere and submit to the omniscient. Maybe it has not been windfall or indeed the way is wrong, or maybe it should be sincere LDRan.

"Darling, don't take it long. I'm waiting," wirred the Revelation right in Shayu's ear. I want to go again and want to continue. Whereas before if Shayu was red light was not a problem for him, but now it is like there are protests.

"Not even a day, Mas. Usually a week of diem. But this time not so painful loh Mas, what effect is already in the njus-njus huh?"

"It could be, maybe it is. Try asking Mom tomorrow."

An answer but not the right solution. How could I ask Mom. It is the same as telling if he has had a husband and wife relationship with his son.

"You really do pinter, Mas, but sometimes I sprain. Already akh, let's eat me laper Mas," Shayu's whine that began to be uncomfortable because of Satria's hand that can not be silent.

"Yes, come on!" Satria immediately took Shayu's hand and led him down to the dining table.

Up below Shayu so eagerly prepared a meal for Satria. Many changes began to make Satria more difficult to imagine if they had to be forced to live apart.

"Where does it feel, Mom? is there anything less? Or advantages?" Shayu was really curious to the point of crowding her husband with a lot of questions.

Satria was silent by continuing to chew and feel really the cuisine that Shayu made. Her expression fickle making Shayu even more curious.

"Mas!"

"Enak, the combination that fits on the tongue but kok wry ya darling?"

Shayu sighed violently and then leaned back on her body. The curious gaze instantly turned into a puffed-up look with a pouting face.

"Pie didn't get wry? It's a sour vegetable not a bitter melon, Mas! There's squid and there's sambal. If you suddenly wry ya mean from the vegetable, if the salt from just this dry and if spicy from the sauce," explained Shayu a little sewot.

"Oh pantes rame," said Satria relaxed and went back to devouring his wife's cooking. It is actually good for beginners. Not Bad and this is when hungry.

"What is rame?" shayu asked with a full glance.

"It feels like a rame, make it call you."

Shayu was stunned to hear the answer from Satria. Expect to be praised with sweet words as sweet as sugar but in fact all did not match expectations when he cooked earlier. Although seen-see her husband likes the cuisine. But the answer is not very satisfactory.

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"Loh Shayu, are you here too? This is for the motorbike shop."

"Any car can do it, why? Your bike's on strike?" shayu asked with attention to the vehicle in front of her. It just so happened that he met Arta here. Maybe Arta doesn't know if this workshop belongs to her husband.

"Oh this, want to change the oil as well as service. Soon I will stay so I have to take care first before entering the garage. You do too?"

"I don't, I want to bring Mas Satria lunch."

Arta was stunned to hear Shayu's reply but before long she grinned like she was underestimating something that she considered inferior.

"Your husband works in a workshop? Get out of school and keep working in that workshop. This is what you're proud of until you threaten Miss Rasti?"

Shayu frowned, she did not expect Arta to know when she came to rebuke Bu Rasti, and now scoffed at her husband. Really testing the patience of this man before him.

"Oh so you're secretly stalking? Good dech, let you know how my love is with the teacher. So quickly realize without me showing. One more Ar, as ugly as Mas Satria is still ugly a pickpocket who usually takes the property of people. Excuse me!"

Shayu immediately stepped in and did not care about Arta calling her name. I am irritated by ambekin. Who is he anyway. Come here to make people senewen. Shayu stepped in without knocking on the door but her steps stopped immediately to see a beautiful woman chatting with her husband.

"Which is this? Not left alone there are many beetles that approach. Strengthen my heart, Lord." Shayu chose to wait outside. Not yet relieved her emotions about the words of Arta who insulted her husband, plus saw Satria seemed familiar with other women. Shayu's heart inflamed his making. Repeatedly breathing deeply and then slowly release to be calmer because you do not know exactly who is with Satria.

"At the Boss Ma'am's drink! The heat is so hot. Mango juice cools thirst."

"Let's know I'm hot. Does it look like my head is out of smoke?" tanya Shayu from making Mas Budi Satria employees laugh to hear it.

"Don't misunderstand Boss Ma'am, if Mas Satria had indeed approached. Women if they have come to the workshop continue to meet with the husband Mbak must be chasing, but yes Mas Satria is ordinary. If that's inside that client who has that front cafe. Exactly his daughter from who had. Seems interested in continuing to open in another location again."

The explanation that made Shayu even more upset. He immediately sucked out the mango juice until it was not left while Mas Budi chose to return to his job after seeing Shayu spend his drink in an instant.

"Well, the deck didn't come in? It's been a long time?" satria asked her client after their meeting was over, but she was surprised to see her wife sitting outside with a grim face.

"This is Mas's sister? Very beautiful yes, no wonder if Masnya was handsome," said the woman suddenly made Shayu look at her husband's face with a fierce look.

Seeing his wife who seemed angry made Satria hurriedly explain but Shayu actually barged in by stomping his feet until Satria slightly shrugged.

"Mas Satria is okay? How is her sister so rude?"

Shayu's steps came to a halt, he snorted annoyedly at the question from the woman then looked back at the two with a hostile face.

"When do you want to get there? Want to wait until your wife's horned or fanged new you come in, Mas?"