A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Good morning, honey

"Boy, how are you here?" tanya Nazeef just entered the house and found Qenan was sitting on the living room sofa with a laptop in front of him and a cigarette clad in Qenan's fingers.

"Like me. This is my home too." said Qenan smoke a cigarette and exhale smoke from his mouth without taking his eyes off the laptop.

Nazeef sat across from Qenan, picked up a cigarette in the pack and lit it.

"Where's sister-in-law?" his gaze circulates looking for the figure of Nadira.

Qenan turned his head to the side looking at Nazeef sharply. "Why are you looking for my wife?"

Nadira clucked because Qenan was always sensitive if Nadira's problem. "That's not what I mean, tumben lo diem antennas in front of a laptop. No ngadon?"

In the smoke back the cigarette and then the smoke out of his mouth. "My wife can't, next week can't."

Qenan's answer immediately made Nazeef open. "Pity." he sneered.

"Where is love the same?"

Nazeef's laughter disappeared instantly after Qenan asked like that. "Lo mah that. Eh Nan, sister-in-law already know yet your wedding reception is the same factory opening in Bandung?"

Qenan. "Tomorrow I'll tell you. Where's our sister?" He realized that Dion was not coming home.

"She's ngadon again." replied Nazeef casually making Qenan wide-eyed. After that Nazeef's head had already gotten a blow from Qenan.

"Lo not good teaching Zeef. I told you to think about the future. At 20 years old, the salary I give you is even more than it should be. Useful for useful things. Not even to affect Dion into another world lo." cerocos Qenan is very sure if Dion did it because Nazeef.

Nazeef stroked his head while scowling.

Nazeef replied, Nadira walked up to Qenan with her face on her pillow.

...****...

Earlier, after apologizing to Qenan could not help his release, he chose to sleep in Qenan's arms.

The hug she missed so much. The masculine fragrance of Qenan's body always makes him opiate. A place to rest that always makes it safe and comfortable.

A few hours later, Nadira's hand groped to the side looking for Qenan but could not be found. Her eyes were open and the vision even the voice called out to Qenan, but no matter what, her husband was not in the room.

Nadira got up and stepped out of the room looking for Qenan. It was in the living room and he decided to follow.

"Honey." call Nadira and lay down his body to sleep on Qenan's lap.

Qenan who knew what Nadira meant immediately put a laptop beside him. "Why awake?" qenan asked after Nadira's head was on her lap.

With eyes closed and hugging Qenan's stomach, Nadira said. "You don't exist."

Groomed Nadira's hair while talking about preparing for the opening of their food factory. Plans are open in two months and a month later the wedding reception of Qenan and Nadira.

Suddenly Nadira woke up to remember something and changed his sleeping position to turn his back on Qenan's stomach.

"Zeef, Nina has broken up with Arga. The pellets keep coming, he's still waiting for you."

With sparkling eyes Nazeef smiled at Nadira and it made Qenan throw a cigarette pack right at Nazeef's head.

"3 seconds don't wear a smile."

Nazeef. "Yes, sorry. Yeah, I'm going to go to the room first."

Qenan stroked Nadira's hair while explaining the wedding reception plans and the opening of their factory.

Nadira only hears and accepts. After all, he did not understand such a matter.

She is the type of woman who receives what she is.

Feeling sleepy, he fell asleep again and Qenan carried him to the room on the 2nd floor.

...****...

In the morning, as usual Nadira was busy struggling in the kitchen. In the afternoon, the housekeeper arrived and the housekeeper arrived first.

But the servants were not allowed to stay because it was an order from Qenan. Only the housekeeper remains on guard 1x24 hours in turn.

"Morning." said Qenan to Nadira, putting a plate of breakfast in front of three chairs.

Nadira smiles. "Morning."

"Nahril, Ra. You'll know for yourself next week it can."

Nadira. "I didn't offer you a finger gymnastics pack you didn't want to."

"Yes not good dong. One year I wait, once I get home I have to do some more finger exercises."

Nadira just shook his head.

"Good morning everyone." said Nazeef.

"Again." replied Nadira but not with Qenan.

Qenan prefers to sit in the chair of the head of the family without caring Nazeef continued to chatter.

"Wow, Daebak. Gilgeori Toast." said Nazeef looking at the breakfast menu in the morning.

Nadira steeds a horse. "Yes, just learned."

Gilgeori Toast means “roti roast street” aka “roti burn leg five”. Its history is similar to the hobby of Indonesians who like to eat toast or instant noodles on the side of the road or in stalls.

"Boy, we're free today, right?" nazeef asked after finishing his gilgeori toast.

"Hem."

Nazeef smiled. "Okay, I'm leaving first and I want to see yaang beb."

Nazeef exited the house and before long the sound of a car engine running left the yard.

While Qenan and Nadira finished breakfast and cleaned dirty dishes immediately prepared to go to the boutique mama Sinta to choose their wedding reception dress.

...****...

A fluffy smile continued to be etched in the corner of Nazeef's lips along the way. Not expecting destiny to side with him.

The car has been parked in front of the Great Cafe where Nina works. He just remembered a few days ago Mr. Diki sent a schedule of working hours at this Cafe.

It turns out that what changed was the working hours between Nina and Arga.

Get out of the car and walk into the cafe. Smiles remain engraved and reply to the greetings of the workers there. Not finding Nina in front, Nazeef stepped into the kitchen and sure enough, there was Nina having breakfast.

"Good morning, future wife." her greeting made Nina shocked and choked as a result of her treatment.

...****...

A miss?

For sure.

Want to ask you some news?

It's not gonna happen.

That was what Nina had been through all this time. Even though he was not related to Arga, there was no sense of daring to contact Nazeef first.

Today's work hours come in the morning. Luckily, there are no courses to follow. Last night, he couldn't sleep and woke up so bad he didn't have time for breakfast.

After finishing cleaning the entire room Cafe and yard then he had breakfast. But only a few mouthfuls had been startled by the much-missed voice making him have to choke in such a way.

"Uhukkp.. Uhuk.. Uhuk." Nina continued to cough and even repeatedly hit her chest.

"Sorry dear."

Nina's eyes glared at Nazeef calling her 'honey'.

Jeez jantuuung. Nina screams in the heart.

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Seriate..

*Sorry yes last night mommy wirid and orphan compensation, so it can only be 1 chapter.

May we be healthy and happy always yes*.