A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Nadira misses mom

At 8 pm Qenan just arrived at the apartment. A tired face and the smell of sweat attached to his body. Plus he got word there was a problem in one of the cafes that required him to follow up on the incident.

Qenan frowned as he saw Nadira was staring straight in front of the flaming television unaware of her presence.

"Ra.." call Qenan Hinggan to leave him aghast.

Then he stepped closer and sat down next to Nadira. Can be seen puffy eyes after crying there.

"Why you?"

Nadira shakes. He was not ready to talk about his problems at work because he felt that his relationship with Qenan had not gone that far and that close.

"Don't want a story?" ask again.

"Just a workplace problem, I made a mistake so I was told to go home." said Nadira honestly even though he did not say what the mistake was.

"Is the mistake fatal?"

Nadira shakes. "No, it's just that I accidentally swore coffee into a suit with an important guest."

Qenan is just a oh ria. "Ra, what are you cooking?"

Nadira was astonished to hear Qenan's question because he himself forgot to cook and had not even eaten dinner.

"Why? not cooking, right?"

"Forget. I forgot I haven't eaten." said Nadira.

If it was Nadira who was stunned, now Qenan was stunned. "Did you turn forgetful after becoming a slow person?"

Nadira did not reply, only clucking at Qenan.

"I took a bath first that's why we're looking for food downstairs."

After Qenan's departure, Nadira again contemplated her meeting earlier with papa Surya very hurt her heart.

Don't you remember when Mom was pregnant?

what is the reason why you left me and my mom? I hate being in situations that make me weak.

Nadira sighed wasting all thoughts about papa Surya. This time he was disappointed in his father.

Nadira's two hands moved to divide her hair into two parts. Then in one part he divided again into three parts and braided his hair to the tip of the hair as well as on one side again.

Qenan came out of the room in a neat state. Seeing Nadira's appearance like that made her confused herself.

"Bec.."

"Yes?" nadira looked back.

"Don't be braided?"

Nadira frowned. "Dangerous huh?"

Qenan shook his head and walked towards him. Sitting next to Nadira made his heart about to come out.

"Yesterday when we walked together apparently someone took pictures of us, so the average fan was the same I had his hair in braid two."

Nadira was shocked to hear that. "Seriously? must be your boyfriend is angry?"

Suddenly his heart aches when Qenan says 'fans' which means Qenan including popular students surrounded by beautiful girls.

Nadira jealous.

"I've told you my boyfriend is you."

"Lied." Nadira put on a pouting face.

Qenan chuckled at the sullen face of Nadira because she thought Nadira's face was very beautiful and cute.

"Awas falling her bleached lips Ra.." ledek Qenan.

"Qeennaann.." cried Nadira landing a death pinch on her arm.

"Sorry.. Let's go get some food."

"Awhile.."

Nadira's hand moved open the ribbon and let the hair down beautifully. He took one ribbon and tied some of Nadira's hair.

Seeing what Nadira was doing made him stunned. The natural beauty that Nadira has is able to melt this frozen heart.

The two entered the elevator from the 5th floor to the ground floor. The elevator was still running, and Qenan kept looking at Nadira's face from the side.

"Why look around?" nadira asked as he could see Qenan from the reflection of the elevator wall.

Cup

Nadira's eyes widened as Qenan's moist lips peeked at her cheeks.

Ting..

The elevator door opened on the third floor and Qenan was surprised to see his friend. Then he turned to the side to see Nadira still frozen because of his treatment earlier.

"Loh Nan's.. Where are you going at this hour?" tanya Nazeef intimidated Qenan and the girl next to Qenan.

Qenan berdehem reduces nervousness. "Find me a laper."

Nazeef stood in the middle of Qenan and Nadira. From earlier Nadira was just silent and he shifted to the corner so as not to be suspected.

Nazeef looked at Nadira from the reflection of the elevator wall and turned around because Nadira was behind them.

"New inhabitants?" tanyakanya.

Nadira looked up at Nazeef then Qenan. "Yes" she answered briefly.

Really he does not like having to hide like this, at least say if he is Qenan's girlfriend. But what power, all just wishful thinking. Until now his relationship is still on the spot and Qenan has not given any clarity yet to his relationship problems.

If only Qenan asked for his rights as a husband, he would let go with a big heart. Because both he and Qenan accepted this marriage but until now Qenan still kept his presence secret.

As a wife, of course, she felt hurt and judged that she was not worthy of a Qenan Abraham.

"On the 5th floor? what room number?" cerca Nazeef made Nadira confused as to what to answer and he was also lazy to respond to Nazeef's questions.

The heart that was not okay from noon plus the questions from Nazeef made him not want to eat outside again added Qenan who was silent to make his heart melt.

*Sadar Nadira's.. There is no heart for Qenan. Look at!!! even Qenan's own best friend doesn't know you. That means Qenan doesn't want you. If there were no raids at that time..

Ting*

The elevator door arrived at the ground floor. Qenan and Nazeef came out first. Nadira stared at Qenan's back nanar who had forgotten his existence. He got out of the elevator not to follow Qenan and Nazeef but he stepped out of the apartment's courtyard.

"Well.. I forgot to bring Hape the same wallet again.. Just 20 thousand duets in my pocket." Nadira grumbled.

When Nadira and Qenan left the apartment, Nadira deliberately left the valuables because they planned to only eat around the apartment.

"Gue can't be far from the apartment." he muttered as his mind was imagined on the eve of the new year.

Nadira thinks so because tonight he is wearing a long-sleeved rainbow outfit and very short jeans.

His face sumringah looked at the ten thousand fried rice wagon.

"Mang, fried rice one yes." he said kindly.

"Riap neng's. Eat here or pack a neng?"

Nadira was silent to think of eating here or in packs. Because he wanted to avoid Qenan finally chose to eat here.

He was sitting on a plastic chair in front of which was a table. Nadira is very happy to see others cooking deftly reminding her of Mama Melati and the mother of the parlour.

*Nadira misses mom.

🌸*

Seriate...