The Naughty Disciple Trap
Only In the Bathroom!

Satria smiling happily stepped out of the bathroom. He brought a wet cloth to clean the wife's hands and mouth. After a long journey of teaching, with the twists and turns of obstacles and the myriad of questions from the wife, he finally breathed a sigh of relief after the master managed to vomit.

The first time was an experience he had never planned and imagined before. Can teach his own students tutorials give a fun touch and willing themselves to pamper the heart. Although only that but it is enough to make his sanity awake, because holding it is not good.

"That's clean, Mom! Smells like this, better liquid soap even though it's equally thick." Shayu grumbled with her face bent.

Shayu was reluctant to obey the crazy will of the husband, but I feel sorry for him. How not, if her husband just let out a sweat with a big breath. Not to mention like enduring a very unstoppable pain. He also did help with the tutor Pak math teacher who used to calculate now is actually told to move back and forth. Aishis... Shayu's brain is not as stupid as it used to be.

"It's a darling, so just go to the bathroom! It's a sling."

"No, you are lazy to take responsibility. It's all sore, hands, mouth, nape. Ikh how to do tomorrow's problems. Do not let what is in my mind the champion who turns out to be able to sleep and shrink instantly. What a rare occurrence." Before long Shayu burped quite loudly.

"Ups... Until I am full. Maem opo to, man eaten ya gini. His comfort is shameful!" chirps Shayu.

Satria pulled Shayu's nose in a fit of rage after hearing her chatter. Understand what he teaches school children. If the adult woman may not need to explain at length to spend the night. However, Shayu's expertise is enough to make him satisfied, because once given a direct example of a good guy.

"Ikh's sick!"

"Let's go to sleep! Look what time it is! There's only a few hours for us to rest." Satria immediately pulled the body of the wife into the embrace to quickly rest themselves, because tomorrow should not wake up late, especially tomorrow is the first test.

Shayu also said, before long the two fell asleep peacefully. If Shayu is so tired of tangling with the hero. Unlike Satria, this night is so beautiful from the previous nights.

The exam starts with students who are so excited. Same with Shayu and his friends. The spirit of working on problems, with prayers that they had previously offered.

For three days all Panca Darma students waded through the national exam with drama. Some feel difficulty, some are relaxed working. Everyone left the class feeling relieved. So did Shayu and his three best friends.

"I feel like I just got out of jail. Be free..." The typhoon smiled in relief by stretching both hands out of the classroom.

"No! More like a freshly mated chicken. Pok pok pok rocking his body. Freely loose, I peel his face but glad," said Cakra by practicing his body like a hen.

"Haishis... What are you guys talking about? The point is we just wait for the results. Not very plong-plong that loh," said Shayu.

"Particularly potatoes, Pan." Cakra again replied with an answer that made Shayu and Arita frown. "No need to know what potatoes are! You guys just find out why eggplants can be mighty."

"CK, your talk is weightless. Already, let's go home Shay! Dizziness hearing their babbling," Arita invited. The two of them stepped into the parking lot. However, Shayu's steps had to come to a halt as Arta ran closer.

"Shyu, wait!" Arta was a little bored because the kwvat that existed alone had made him stunned

 While Shayu was confused by Arta's attitude, especially the young man was currently so busy regulating the breath with his hands coded for him to wait first.

"Why you?"

"Follow you? what's for?" ask Shayu again. He didn't understand what Arta wanted. Until he has to come along.

"Follow me now!" Arta immediately withdraws Shayu's hand, briefly stopped by Cyclone and Cakra but Arta instead attacks both, while Shayu tries to rebel in order to escape from Arta.

"Look Shay!" it was Arta's decree that made Shayu refuse. The girl could not carelessly come along, is it not clear Arta would take her where. "Come on Shay!"

Shayu stared at Arta's ferocious with his chest crossed. He asked for an explanation of why he came home. Shayu did not want Arta to take advantage of the situation and create trouble. Arta once gave him an ultimatum.

"It's about your Papah, I can't possibly frame you Shay. I love you, and now that I still love you, I want to take you to your Papah!"

Shayu did not understand what Arta said. How to know Arta about her Papah. Though he was still in Singapore, but when viewed from the look of Arta's face, the young man was honest.

"Come on Shay!"

"But Mas Satria..."

"Free, the man is useless. Come with me now!" arta's decree then forced Shayu to get into his car until Shayu was forced to comply.

The car drove so fast through the heat of the city of Semarang. There is no talk between the two but the atmosphere of the car feels as hot as the sun today. Shayu stared at the streets sharply. He observed and remembered where Arta was taking him.

"This is the way home..."

Shayu turned towards Arta who seemed to be focusing on her vehicle. He did not understand why Arta brought him home. If it was Papah, she could go home alone or wait for her husband to finish teaching.

Arta did not say much, she just kept quiet and did not look towards Shayu. However, Arta's silence with a cold face even makes Shayu's feelings more unpleasant. Makes her feel like something is wrong at the moment.

The car started to enter the courtyard of his house, nothing different. Until he came down there was nothing that was a problem. Shayu turned towards Arta. He didn't understand what Arta meant. Even the Papa hasn't come home.

"You want to fuck me? No one in my house, not even Si Mbok since morning had asked permission to go home. You mean what sich, Ar?" shayu asked so sewot. However, Arta instead kept quiet and sat on her porch chair with a flat gaze.

"You'll know who cares more about you. Who loves you more, me or that self-styled teacher."

"Shut your mouth, Ar! Satria is not what you think. I am the one who is afraid of you. What are you planning, huh? Don't make something useless.

Satria stared at Shayu silently, she got up from her seat and stepped closer to the girl. "You see after this, and I guarantee you will be disappointed," said Arta, continuing to look into Shayu's eyes so deeply.

The sound of car sirens was soon heard, shayu quickly turned his head towards the fence. The annoyed look with Arta turned into emotion. Even her tears could no longer be conditioned. Crushed...