A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Extrano

"Qenan's face is amazing to know, really like an adorable kitten." whispered Dion made Nazeef hold back a laugh.

It justifies what Dion said. "If you've met his handler it is. Just like we're gonna be starving lions."

Again the two tried to hold back the laughter because it gossiped about the figure of Qenan Abraham.

"You remember these two days he was at Nadira's residence? if you remember it's funny too." ledek Nazeef still whispered.

"Be quiet.. I think Nadira is ready for the lecture."

...****...

"Nazeef, this also applies to you" Nadira looked at Nazeef who was whispering.

Nazeef cleared his throat and straightened his body. "Yes my sister-in-law."

"We go back first yes, oh yes Dir, papa tipped greetings he said someone would be loved to you. Tomorrow I'll go to papa's office." said Dion delivered a message from papa Surya.

Nadira nodded. "Okay, I'll be there tomorrow. You watch out Ion and thank me."

After the departure of her husband's two best friends, she looked in Qenan's eyes intensely until the one in the face became clumsy.

"What happens when I'm not around?"

"You rally with Ra.."

Nadira frowned. "Albeit together? how can? did Dion and Melinda fall in love with each other? nazeef can't be free from Risa and can fight for Nina?"

"You know that Dion felt something was hidden from him and he didn't want to be honest, so yes Dion gave it up. Nazeef is also us, fighting alone is sick Ra.."

Nadira took a long breath. "Why are you so upset?"

Qenan squeaked angrily at Nadira. Maybe his wife asked him why, thought Qenan.

"My wife ran away from home." said Qenan coldly.

"Ehh.."

How is he angry?

"Anged?" nadira asked and got a sharp look from her husband.

Look at his wife, not persuaded but asked so clearly her answer is YES.

"Yes already angry, meaning tonight I do not let go of longing" said Nadira as he rose to step into the room he had missed and will continue to be missed.

...****...

For this time Qenan's brain seems to slow down to digest you wife. How not? it is still fixated on digesting the meaning of 'release longs'.

Is it the same as taking off something that he had held up all this time?

"Darling.." call him up to his wife into the room.

It was seen Nadira had changed into a nightclothes Winnie the Pooh was sitting at the dresser wearing skincare and bodycare.

"Ma."

"Hem.."

"Extraino. (I miss)."

Nadira was silent for a moment as if he was thinking about something and then piqued to look at Qenan from the mirror reflection.

"You're making fun of me, aren't you?" sergeant Nadira.

"Where I am, I say I miss." He stepped closer to Nadia then without babibu carrying her then put Nadira's body into the middle of the bed.

"Are you ready, baby?" whispered Qenan while kissing and inhaling the fragrance of Nadira's body on the neck of that level.

"Geli Nan.." Nadira's brain has begun to weaken if she is like this.

"My missiles miss you so much, Ra.."

Without waiting for Nadira to speak again, the two lips are friendly to each other usher in the turmoil of longing that has already erupted.

When the eyes were closed, enjoying now open staring at each other full of love. A pair of hands belonging to the husband straightforwardly undressed his wife.

The hand has been re-mas and twisted the end of the mountain that had been hardened by the sting given the owner of the missile.

"Qenaaanin.. I wanna.." Finally Nadira experienced her first release after her husband's fingers took control of her missile house.

"Are you ready?" whispered Qenan looked at Nadira full of misty love gai rah.

Nadira just nodded.

"But are you all right, Ra? we haven't checked you yet."

"I checked last night."

"Shoot inside or outside Ra?" qenan asked as he swiped the missile in front of Nadira's house.

"I-I'm still scared of Nan's pregnancy."

The two eyes looked at each other deeply into the feelings of both.

With resting on both elbows, one hand outstretched tidying Nadira's hair on her cheeks.

"I'm sorry for my past mistakes, baby, I'm not going to get you pregnant before you're really ready. And I hope that after I get home, we're both ready to be parents."

Nadira smiled and nodded.

"Let's continue."

Qenan did not answer but he had taken the knee to a pedestal and then directed the missile to enter the hull.

With a single blow, the missile has been able to penetrate obstacles but the twitches created seem to grip tightly to cause peerless pleasure.

Only the word 'ah' can imply any enjoyment they create.

Sweat sweat soaked the two innocent bodies, the originally neat sheets are now tangled indicating how wild the game is created.

Guerrilla hands to where he likes and the wife's body responds with a whimper sek*si adds gai rah.

The sound of a bang and the village han interlocking adorn their rooms. The sexy voice released by Nadira made the spirit of Qenan continue to be ignited to launch the action.

"Morocco..."

"Qenaann.."

Until the two reached the peak of nirvana together, the han village ended with the spill of liquid explosion of American missiles in a protective place that was ready to wrap saliva so as not to penetrate into the womb of Nadira.

His body he rolled to the right side of Nadira. Adjust the still breathing. Long enough they neutralized themselves until Nadira started the conversation.

"Miss.."

"Hem.."

"The blanket."

Qenan got up and took the blanket that had been scattered to the floor and then covered the innocent body of Nadira and himself.

"Sorry for too long, are you tired?" ask Qenan while pulling Nadira into his arms.

"You're great."

Both of them took a nap first.

...****...

"Lo paket hape miss everything." Nazeef grumbled to Dion.

"Sorry."

When the couple was already in the room. Nazeef and Dion return to Qenan's apartment because Dion's cell phone is left there.

Luckily the phone was on the living room table so there was no need to wait for the husband and wife to leave the room.

Unfortunately, they had to hear the curse from the room and they knew it was Qenan and Nadira.

"Gue needs soap" said Nazeef who had not played solo for a long time.

Dion took a long breath. Lie if he is not affected but the sense of prestige he continues to keep when in front of Nazeef.

"Lo don't have to muna', let's go to the bathroom. Shadow the girls who have wasted our love."

Dion clucked but followed Nazeef into the bathroom in Qenan's kitchen looking for soap as an outlet.

After the release, the two searched for food in the refrigerator and brought two bottles of soft drink to the living room and enjoyed together.

"It's not ready yet" said Nazeef, still hearing a noise from Qenan's room.

"Let it go."

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