A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Qenan omes

Along the way home Nadira was still silent neutralizing the state of his heart and heart. He began to fret with his heart.

He must fortify his heart so as not to fall in the charm of Qenan. He knew enough of himself to be inappropriate for Qenan. Who was he until Qenan asked for this marriage to be kept secret, even he did not know who Qenan, Qenan's parents, or the closest person to Qenan.

Enough has been played with love by his ex-girlfriend, Rendi. Now is not the time to think about romance, but it is time to find her real father.

"Why are you daydreaming Ra? do you have a problem?" tanya Qenan watched the entire way home until she reached the apartment.

There's Nan, and it's because of you.

"No. I don't pa-pa." said Nadira while sitting on the sofa.

"I ordered dinner for us, I put it on the kitchen table."

"I'll be ready for you soon." Nadira passed towards the kitchen taking the plate and spoon.

While in the living room Qenan continued to exchange messages with Nazeef as well as the mother. Mom's message is now that Qenan's parents are on a business trip.

Nadira sees Qenan smiling while typing on her phone. He was sure Qenan was replying to his girlfriend.

He never knew me to his people. Got a girlfriend anyway.. Conscious Nadira!!! Your decision is right to lock your heart tight.

"Seriously very maen hape her.." said Nadira sewot.

"No.. There's a little work." Qenan was indeed discussing the state of his distro with Nazeef but before talking about work, he was, Nazeef confided first if he is currently treating his swollen cheeks and his arm is injured due to scratches while his cheek is hit by a slap.

And who did it? certainly one of the love victims of Nazeef the land crocodile.

Nadira smiled cynically feeling lied to by Qenan.

"Is there a discussion about the work of such smiles?" ask Nadira with sewot.

Qenan's gaze was shifted to hear Nadira's question and he noticed the look on Nadira's face sitting next to him.

Then he smiled and shifted his seat so that there was no distance between them.

"You jealous hm?" Qenan looked into those not-so-slim eyes and then he looked at Nadira's lips. The upper lip is thinner than the thicker lower lip.

His subconscious guided the two faces closer and then gently Qenan melu mat Nadira's sweet lips as she felt. She smiled as Nadira opened her lips slightly and returned the luma tan she gave.

Qenan knew the two of them were not yet proficient at this, but he was happy if their relationship was one step ahead.

Qenan took off the pagutan after Nadira hit his chest out of breath. He smiled as he rubbed Nadira's lips.

"Sweet" he said and made Nadira blush embarrassed even his cheeks had met red.

"I'm talking to Nazeef and Mama Ra.. Mama Papa again went abroad for a business trip. And Nazeef was my best friend, he broke his girlfriend's fist for cheating." Qenan explained what had really happened. Although he has never been close to or connected with a girl but he knows the key to a relationship is openness and trust each other just like his parents.

Nadira did not answer just staring intensely at Qenan's face as if looking for a lie there.

Why open up, Nan? just so you know, I'm afraid to fall in love with you.

"This is my chat with Ra Nazeef. Don't suspect it." Qenan offered his cell phone and received Nadira.

Nadira read all the messages from Nazeef and muttered. "Whoever is suspicious, you are the ge'er."

"I'm not suspicious but jealous, right?"

Nadira glanced at Qenan who was smiling at him. And it makes Nadira wrong behavior at once happy.

"Your phone is good, can you take a photo, right?" tanya Nadira neutralizes her nervousness.

"Can. Photos are as content as you Ra.." said Qenan as he began his dinner.

"Then the picture is later, you haven't eaten Ra.."

Nadira nodded, put Qenan's cell phone on the table and started eating.

"Nan, my girlfriend's name is sapa?"

Qenan turned to Nadira as if he did not expect the question posed by his secret wife.

"Nadira." he said briefly.

Nadira. '"Oh your boyfriend's name is like mine?"

Hearing Nadira's question he became choked. "Uhukkp.. Uhukk.." Qenan immediately grabbed Nadira's drink after his he stared fixedly at Nadira's face.

"Why is your brain so slow, Ra?"

Nadira stopped his mouthful staring at Qenan in confusion. "What the hell is Nan? what's wrong I'm asking?"

Qenan twitched his nose because he felt dizzy with Nadira's slow brain.

"No, you're not wrong. You graduated high school?"

"Yes pass." said Nadira.

"But why don't you understand this too." Qenan began to get upset at Nadira, especially Nadira just kept quiet.

Qenan exhaled before speaking again. "Ra, at school someone tried to approach me named Rania. He's papa's best friend's son."

Nadira looked at Qenan with a hostile face again. "You betrayed me Nan?"

Qenan shook his head quickly. "Oath for whatever Ra.. You're just the first girl in my life after mom."

There was a warm feeling in Nadira's heart hearing Qenan's confession. "Continue?"

"OsIS principal at my school likes Rania but Rania likes me. The head of the OSIS is called Dion. We never got along, he always felt rivaled. So he came over I said he'd take Rania from me." Qenan paused his explanation.

"You have a relationship with another girl." Nadira's lips pursed. I don't know.. He hated betrayal.

Qenan saw that lips became anxious. As fast as lightning he again silenced Nadira's lips and successfully made Nadira's eyes bully.

"Hey.. You stole my kiss." lamented Nadira making Qenan chuckle.

"You did it too."

Suddenly Nadira's face flushed. He forgot about that.

"I've never been in contact with any girl. I admit I have a boyfriend and it's you Ra.."

Nadira felt a warm sigh running through his blood. Can this be forever?

"So you're ready to be my girlfriend."

Nadira frowned still not understanding. "Aren't I more of a girlfriend?"

Qenan nodded in confirming. "Yes, but we're not that far yet but if you want to be like a husband and wife generally also ya ayok." Qenan raised his eyebrows with his mischievous smile.

"Basic omes bauble. A real school."

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Seriate..