A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

You, how come home?

"Boy, meet Nadira there."

Qenan nodded. "Yes, today Qenan went to Nadira's campus and the lecture list goes to ma."

Mama Sinta smiled. "Don't do your wife's job for long. Not good."

Qenan nodded.

For two days he and his two friends returned to Indonesia but Qenan deliberately did not inform his wife.

Sounded like breath. He has seen videos and photos of Nadira over the past two years.

During this time Qenan had not left behind any information about his wife. There was his man who had always been an eye for Qenan. Not because he doesn't trust Nadira. But Qenan himself was pretty sure that his distance from Nadira would not calm him down.

Nadira is beautiful, not only beautiful but so attractive. As a normal man would definitely try to get his wife. Even so, he was lucky enough to know that his wife always had a simple look to cover the charm that he had.

"Let's go" he said to two friends who had been busy playing the game.

Espera mi sorpresa, mi amor (Wait for my surprise, my dear). He murmured in his heart.

...****...

Another student stormed the table where Nadira was with a meaningful smile staring at Nadira.

"What?" nadira asked, beginning to be uncomfortable with their gazes and smiles.

"Someone is looking for you."

Nadira frowned. "Who?"

"He's a handsome."

Nadira thaws and then sips her orange ice. Before speaking Nadira took a tissue and then took out a liquid from his nose making those who were waiting for Nadira's answer suddenly disgusted.

"Where's my husband's side?" ask Nadira.

Nadira's question makes them sewot. "When did you get married?"

Nadira clucked then not how long someone came but not what they meant.

"Hi Na."

Nadira nodded awkwardly. "This is what you mean? god, your eyes need to be checked."

"This is a handsome Dira, rarely our faculty the arrival of handsome men." whispered someone.

"Can you sit?" ask the guy.

Intentions refused but his friends let the man sit near Nadira. That person is Rendi, Nadira's ex-boyfriend. One of the popular students there.

"Do you know Nadira?" ask one of the students.

Nadira, Nina, and Melinda just quietly continued eating chicken noodles that had been delayed. No matter the situation of the canteen increasingly sounded boisterous.

"*That's Nadira in the cafeteria again eating."

"Thank you" said one of the people who made the noise*.

Melinda patted Nadira on the shoulder who was still unconcerned with someone who had just entered the canteen.

"Bos Qenan sis."

"Sshh haa's.. Very crazy pedes. What lo Lin, he was far away" said Nadira again took tissue and wiped the sweat from the spicy attack.

"It's really bege." whispered Nina then made Nadira stand to see what her two best friends said.

Nadira rose with perfectly patterned eyes and her body stiffened by a few seconds. Then he sat back in a panic.

"Mam pus I. Did I run away?' nadira asked because of her appearance that was not feasible if she saw her husband.

Hair that was not neat because he was ruffled himself, nose and red lips due to spiciness and nose fluids are not friendly.

The taking of tissue intended to clean the liquid in his nose but stopped when the voice of the baritone who was very much in yearn it called his full name.

"Nadira Fazilla Zharifa."

I die.

A moment Nadira lowered his head closed his eyes feeling the heart beating rapidly made him helpless and at that time also felt weak all his nerves.

Nadira looked up at Qenan's eyes which always shone sharply to the interlocutor. Her husband was standing not far from where she was sitting and not stepping closer it meant that he had to get up and get closer to her husband.

The moment right stood in front of Qenan and looked up at Qenan's face with stinging horses.

...****...

Nadira's question successfully made Qenan flabbergasted and invited laughter from his two best friends. He even heard clearly that his two friends were holding back laughter.

Sometimes he doesn't think about Nadira. It turns out that time does not make his wife turned into a woman with normal brain.

Still slow.

There is a sense of annoyance but anxiety when asked like that. Choosing not to answer but his hand moved tidying his wife's hair a little messy. His eyes glanced at Nadira's table where there was a bowl of red chicken noodle leftovers and an empty glass with ice cubes inside.

His eyes scanned the wife's face from reddened eyes, a reddened nose, and the lips that had become opium for her also grew red.

"Squeezers?" tanya Qenan and Nadira.

He chuckled softly as he stung a voice from Nadira's nose as the liquid was about to come out. "Geez my wife, next time don't eat too spicy."

He walked towards Nadira's table earlier and took out some tissue sheets while glancing sharply at the man sitting there.

"Here let me just Nan." said Nadira. He was really embarrassed if Qenan had to hold the tissue right in his nose.

"Udah?" qenan asked after seeing Nadira finish cleaning her nose.

Qenan quickly grabbed Nadira's body and it made the whole canteen dumbfounded. How not? bull hugged a Nadira who they considered ordinary all along.

"Te extrano. (I miss you.)"

"I miss you Nan more." She knew what Qenan said was 'I miss you' because her husband had told her the meaning of Spanish.

His two best friends Qenan had just become a bodyguard behind Qenan while stealing glances at the two women who were still sitting there.

"Nadira." call Dion to make Nadira break down a hug.

"It." Dion handed a bouquet of flowers to Nadira.

Nadira smiled, received the bouquet and hugged Dion. "I miss you Ion."

Nadira's treatment made Qenan's eyes wide open. How could he hug another man in front of him?

Jesus wife.

Dion glanced at Qenan deliberately returning Nadira's embrace. He liked to see Qenan jealous.

"I'm also missing, later tonight nginep in papa's house ya." he teased Qenan.

"There is no nginep-nginep" said Qenan coldly.

Without caring about Qenan's words, Nadira sprinkled a kiss on Dion's cheek after he tiptoed earlier.

"Thank you for your time Ion."

Nazeef, like Dion, enjoyed the change of a jealous Qenan. It seems like the sluggish brain of his sister-in-law was very useful to train Qenan.

"Sister-in-law, this is chocolate for you."

Nadira smiled and accepted. "Thank you."

Qenan who could not stand immediately posed a threat. "It's better to pawn your heads before I cut them off."

After talking like that, he took Nadira's hand holding a bar of chocolate to the parking lot.

"Qenan, what's wrong with you? again the moon?" nadira asked after being in the parking lot. Next to Qenan's car.

Qenan shook his head weakly not expecting his wife's sluggish brain to make him anxious himself.

The desire that had been stifled made Qenan want to eat Nadira in that place as well.

"Qenan, what do you want?" nadira asked as he retreated to hit the body of the car.

"Qenan mmptt."

Someone who had been following them had chosen to leave with clenched hands holding back his angry feelings.

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