A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Nazeef galau

"Dam."

"Aarrggh.."

Preangs.. Prangs..

In his apartment room, all the items that can be reached have been damaged even some were destroyed by the owner, Nazeef.

He was so angry, disappointed, and jealous of being one. And more sadly, he could do nothing.

The shadows as Arga kissed Nina continued to dance and it further ignited her emotions.

"It hurts." Nazeef hit the chest feeling tight.

Admittedly if he is not a good guy but now he is trying to change completely into what Nina wants.

Lying if he does not know about Risa but until now he has no physical evidence of the affair.

Why not look for him? the work that Qenan assigned was too much before they left for America.

He knew enough of himself where his place in the Abrahamic family was. And he understood very well parting with his husband for 2 years was certainly very sad for Nadira.

In her mind, what Nina said about feeling love for him was the truth, it turned out that it was only for the entertainment of her heart.

Didn't Nina know that she had high hopes for Nina's love?

The hope of living together after two years later and the plan to marry Nina after Qenan in legitimately will be the heir and leader of the Abraham family's business empire.

"I'm disappointed, but I don't know who to blame."

He reached into a cell phone in his pants pocket to contact his two best friends.

...****...

In the painting room Dion was silently pensive at the thought of Melinda's gaze the other day. He understood very well that the gaze implied a deep sadness but he did not know what sadness was.

Want to find out? sure, but papa Surya has not authorized Dion to use his power as a successor of papa Surya's construction company.

In fact, if only that authority had been held, of course, it was easy for him to order some of Surya's pet thugs to find out what Melinda was doing at night.

But back to Dion's true nature, he was too indifferent to it. Not the kind to go in someone else's business.

"It's up to you Lin to do what's important you have to be happy."

He finally chose to continue his painting. And now he's painting a request from Qenan.

And he was suspicious for tomorrow because Qenan wanted to borrow his painting room for a full day.

"What do you want to do in my room? Huhh.. Why do I suspect that Qenan borrowed it?"

"May you be okay tomorrow.." He spoke to his painting tools as if tomorrow something would happen to them.

The phone vibrated and he saw Nazeef contacting him.

"Hem.."

"..."

"Yes I'm there."

...****...

In the same building but different apartments. Qenan who had just put his wife to sleep had to try to reach out to his cell phone that rang on the nightstand.

Quite draining patience because the phone is not reachable, because one hand hugged tightly by the wife.

After the cinema, they went straight home and he increasingly felt the disconnection of Nadira was increasingly visible.

"Hallo." he whispered as he picked up the phone from Nazeef.

"...."

"Gue can't be, Nadira is alone. So why then?"

"...."

"Yes-yes I'll let it go first."

"...."

"Hem."

Qenan put his phone back on the nightstand and tried to build Nadira slowly.

"Bec.."

Where do I live, but Nazeef needs me again.

"Ra, wake up, baby."

He smiled to see the reaction of Nadira when calling it with the word 'honey'.

"A**sym (my dear).."

He uses the same language as the dramas that Nadira recently watched.

"What the hell Nan, I'm sleepy." said Nadira still in his arms. His voice was so typical his people were still sleepy.

"I'm going to Nazeef's apartment for a minute? he needs me."

Nadira nodded but her fingers pointed to her own cheeks, forehead, and lips.

He gladly did all Nadira's requests.

"I'm out for a minute, if there's anything, call me or go straight to Nazeef's apartment.."

"Let's go to Nina's apartment."

"Yes, it's important to let me know, okay.."

Qenan got up and put on her t-shirt, picked up her cell phone and stepped out of the apartment towards Nazeef's apartment.

...****...

Now Qenan is at the door of Nazeef's apartment. Immediately he pressed the password of the door because he knew the password was the birthday of Nazeef's late mother.

He shook his head when he was inside because the smell of alcohol was already smelled and cigarette smoke was too.

"It's a long way from your apartment to Nazeef's." ledek Dion because he came first.

"Hem."

Qenan looked at Nazeef who had finished a bottle of liquor and a cigarette butt scattered on the glass table.

He also took a long breath. He and Nazeef are not much different if the mind or emotions must be his impingement is cigarettes and liquor.

Much different than Dion's brother-in-law.

"Lo why?"

"I don't know, confuse me."

Qenan sat himself next to Nazeef and poured the liquor into a small empty glass on the table and he drowned along with Nazeef who did the same.

Then Nazeef told the beginning he saw Nina kissing in front of Nadira's apartment in Nina's place all this time.

Earlier, he deliberately sped up his work just to invite Nina out to dinner or just eat in the most important apartment tonight they spent time together.

But his steps came to a halt when he saw Nina and Arga kissing. He did not leave immediately, holding the roar in the chest to notice how Nina who was surprised but over time returned the kiss, with a heavy heart he returned back into the elevator.

"Lo's angry?" tanya Qenan and Nazeef

"Lo jealous?"

"Yes is bege."

"So I met Risa and it turns out she's Rara's ex-boyfriend Rendi."

Nazeef looked to let out a languid sigh. "Free too, right? Nina has Arga, and I'm just a shadow."

The two continued to enjoy the liquor unknowingly Dion had already walked towards the entrance because someone pressed the bell repeatedly.

"Loh, alone?" ask Dion to Nadira.

Nadira nodded still faithfully standing in front of the door by hugging the boba doll that was bought by Qenan this afternoon while walking in the mall.

"Nina same brother Arga go. Dion, I'm going in. Qenan, haul?"

Dion swallowed the saliva violently. Not to mention Nadira had squinted her eyes looking at him suspiciously.

"Qenan's-." hadn't finished talking Nadira had already darted into Nazeef's apartment.

"Qeennaean..."

True his guess, surely Nadira will go berserk after this.

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