A SECRET WIFE of High School Children
It's for you Nadira
Apartment Palo alto, California.
After lunch, Nina and Melinda return to the apartment. Before there, they stopped by the minimarket next to the apartment building.
"Sir Nin, there's Indomie." Melinda yelled as she showed Nina a packet of instant noodles.
"Take a lot of rice keep looking for the same snack we have for the next week."
Melinda nodded.
Nazeef and Dion just stood by them.
Satisfied shopping Nina and Melinda to the apartment with two plastic bags in their hands each.
Without thinking of the assortment Melinda dialed the apartment password and then stepped in followed by Melinda, Dion, and Nazeef.
The four people's steps stopped when they saw the messy state of the living room. No one realizes if they swallow saliva together let alone see the living room sofa there are clothes men and women scattered there.
They knew who it belonged to and Nina swiftly put the plastic bag on the floor and walked as fast as lightning picking up Nadira's clothes as Nazeef did the same for Qenan's clothes.
"More *fast dear."
"Ah, Wien*."
The sound of Han village was clearly heard making them fixated for a moment then looked at each other. After that they chose to leave the place without a sound.
"Where should we go Lin?" nina asked after they were in the apartment lobby.
"Check-in, brother."
"We're coming along." chirped Nazeef got a sharp look from Dion.
"We have to look after them Ion, otherwise Nadira will be angry." elak Nazeef.
"Whatever." replied Dion cuek.
Nazeef stopped one taxi and then they went in silence, even throughout the trip no one opened their voice because they were conditioning an excess heartbeat.
"Why does it have to be a room anyway?" nina asked objection as soon as she walked into the hotel room.
Nazeef deliberately booked 1 hotel room with 2 beds in one room.
"Save Nin. We fall poor here." nazeef said he got a sharp delicacy from Dion.
Dion was silent because he noticed Melinda after entering the hotel room. The noisy girl was busy with her phone and smiles were staring at the screen.
If Dion knew that Melinda was currently exchanging messages with her Daddy sugar talking all day with Dion and she was happy at this time.
"Gue already ordered clothes for us brother" said Melinda who is actually his sugar Daddy who did it.
"Oh yeah, we'll just wait."
Before long Melinda's order came with 2 paper bags containing 2 pairs of clothes for each paper bag.
Melinda took a special paper bag for her before she said thanks to the hotel staff.
Of course, one of the paper bags was special for him because 2 clothes were the choice of Daddy Melinda's sugar.
Melinda walks into the bathroom changing into a sleeping kimono then makes a video call to Rian.
Dion, who had been watching Melinda, could only remain silent.
"Ion, I'm messing with them in the same room." lamented Nazeef who apparently noticed Nina who was on a video call with Arga.
Dion sighed and chose silence. Until the bathroom door opened wide revealed the figure of Melinda who had ravaged her heart.
He swallowed the saliva roughly seeing the appearance of Melinda who looked sek*si.
Damnit damnit!
Dion got up and opted out of the hotel room, followed by Nazeef. There is no way he should be silent while the dish is ready to be eaten.
...****...
In the morning, in the apartment room Nadira was punishing Qenan as a result of the endless game yesterday. Just a few breaks to rest and take the air supply as the next game.
"Don't go anywhere, either. The focus I told you was Nan." Nadira's chatty mode is on.
"Yes-yes."
A few minutes later Qenan's massage turned into even fingers had reached under his house.
"Qenan." cried Nadira felt one of Qenan's fingers had burst into the core door Nadira.
Why my husband turned violent gini. Holy hooch!
"It's Ra's morning, you know my habits." said Qenan with a baritone voice that sounded sek*si in Nadira's ear.
Yes, of course Nadira knows the habits of Qenan when in the morning. Surely her husband wants a hot struggle before the move.
"Nan, come home to me."
Qenan stopped the action and got out of bed to the bathroom without a word. Turned on the shower let the body splash with cold water.
Quite a long time Qenan in the bathroom. Moments later came out with a towel wrapped around the waist. Open the closet and take a paper bag containing his full outfit.
No matter Nadira who pays attention to his movements. His heart becomes arrogant when Nadira rejects him and threatens to go home.
He doesn't like to beg someone.
"Mrs."
Without looking Qenan said. "Bandy."
Nadira appears to rise with a blanket wrapped around Nadira's plain body towards the bathroom. Quite a while Qenan waited for Nadira to clean up.
Qenan looked away when Nadira came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around two precious mounds that he loved what the towel did not close perfectly at the bottom. It was clearly visible in Qenan's eyes in Nadira's groin.
*h*h*it
...****...
Along the way, Qenan did not open his voice making Nadira sad and feel guilty. It must have been realized that Qenan was offended by his words earlier.
Until at the restaurant was still silent to each other made their friends wonder.
"This is really nothing to be full" said Nadira saw a picture of the breakfast menu list in need of the restaurant waiter.
His two best friends confirmed what Nadira said.
Nadira himself chose pancakes and toast with jam. While Melinda and Nina choose hash brown and pancake each 2 servings. And the three young men simply ordered toast with jam and a cup of coffee for each of them.
Qenan smiled faintly seeing Nadira eating so voraciously without any shame or jaim in the slightest. Plus the grunts made him chuckle because Nadira felt not full if not eat rice.
My God, my wife's stomach is Indonesian.
"If you are still hungry order again" said Qenan staring at Nadira. It turns out that he could not be angry with Nadira for long.
Nadira shakes. "We'll cook ourselves."
Qenan sighed as he looked into Nadira's eyes. He wanted to spend time together before he had to split the distance back but his education now had to be completed.
"I'm leaving first, you be careful here. Let me know if there's anything. Don't separate from them, okay?"
It was not meant to not allow Nadira to go alone. But he knew how his wife had trouble remembering the way back home.
Nadira nodded and smiled. His eyes closed receiving a kiss of Qenan on his forehead after that Qenan went to college with his two friends.
...****...
Without them realizing there were two pairs of eyes of different sexes clenching hands looking at the sweet scene of Qenan and Nadira.
The woman just left carrying an unstoppable rage. The man returned to the apartment with a deep wound.
*This is for you Nadira.
🌸*
Seriate..
