A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Still because of Dion

After the return of Dion, Melinda, and Nazeef. The kitchen was also neat again, Qenan's face was still bent like folded clothes without ironing.

But look at his wife who is not even sensitive to him. It feels very curious to see Nadira back spoiled for him because he feels very needed by Nadira. Unlike now, Nadira does depend on him but his spoiled nature is reduced like Nadira who was once when he was just known to be a wife.

Qenan doesn't like that.

"Nan, aren't you sleeping?" tanya Nadira had just finished her college assignment.

Qenan. "Wait for you."

Wherever Qenan might have brought out his uneg-uneg on Nadira, he did not want to make his wife depressed and cry. Realize, if pregnant women are strictly prohibited from it.

Nadira came to Qenan sitting on the sofa. Without Qenan knowing, now his eyes were already glazed over.

Actually he knew that Qenan was still angry with him, but circumstances made him jealous of his own husband.

"Diem's kok, hm?" qenan asked while stroking Nadira's stomach which was a little distended.

"Ge-geli, Nan." said Nadira stammered as he wriggled avoiding Qenan's hand.

However, presumably the husband of Nadira was sensitive to the change of voice from his wife. In the valve of Nadira's face then docked towards him.

Still quietly watching carefully. "Why cry, hm? same story me, did I make a mistake?

Nadira shook his head, but his two eyes cut into the river making Qenan sure if there was something covered Nadira.

"Do you want to tell me the same story?" tanya Qenan sprinkled kisses on the forehead, Nadira's eyes were wet, down to the nose, then both cheeks, last chin then landed on the lips with a little luma tan.

Afterwards Qenan took Nadira in his arms, and succeeded. He could always make Nadira's cries break when his wife wanted to hold him back.

In the swab of Nadira's chocolate mane with affection to feel calm.

"Well, is that crying?"

"Udah." said Nadira in a hoarse voice.

"Why, hm? same story with me."

"I'm jealous of you."

Qenan frowned until the two corners of his thick eyebrows met. Today he is no closer to any woman than Nadira.

"How jealous?" qenan asked still with a confused face.

"Yes, you can eat anything without fear of the food coming out again. As for me, the food should be to taste. Aunty always serves good food. And one more, why I get fat when the food I eat often I go out." Nadira complains innocently to Qenan.

Qenan let out a long sigh and hugged Nadira back. If only he was caught laughing could destroy the martial world.

He thought his wife had a serious problem. "You're not fat, just a little chubby. You're still pretty."

Nadira looked up at Qenan intensely and then blushed as Qenan continued to look at her.

"Lied right?"

Pecked at Nadira's head then tightened his arms. "Ngapain I lied just to make you happy, Ra. I said what it is, you're beautiful."

Nadira's cheeks again blushed and returned the embrace of Qenan no less tight. "Nan, don't be fiddling. Our son clamped."

Qenan realized immediately to take off the hug and then again stroked Nadira's stomach. His body bent while revealing Nadira's clothes on the stomach. Plied the kiss repeatedly there.

"Chew, Nan."

Qenan stopped his kiss and sighed. At first just want to say hello to prospective babies even he himself is provoked.

Missile wake.

"We sleep yu, it's not good you sleep late." invited Qenan directly in approval Nadira.

"H pregnant women and vitamins are already in the drink?" qenan asked after they had laid on the bed.

"Udah was eating, I didn't drink for long. Dion also asked for it, said she had a taste for pregnant milk."

No more words spoken because Nadira was already asleep in the arms. Likewise with Qenan who also closed his eyes.

...****...

"Oppa why the hell? the nights eat. If the morning vomits continue to want it the same as me." chirped Melinda saw Dion take brownies from the fridge.

"Laper, mi."

"Mi?"

Dion nodded. "I love it when you're called mami and I'm papi."

"Didn't he prefer to be called oppa?"

Dion smiled warmly then put the brownie piece into his mouth again. Swallowed and answered Melinda's question.

"Yes, I like it when we're both alone. But we must get used to it so that later if you are pregnant continue to give birth, we are not stiff and then call mami papi. Especially if you are legitimate. We'll try it." A seductive smile with both eyebrows rose and fell staring at Melinda.

"Basic oppa pervert." Melinda laughed at her husband.

...****...

"Loh, beb. Why sleep in the living room?" nina asked just out of the room to find her husband sleeping on the living room sofa.

"Wait for the princess to sleep." replied Nazeef ngasal in annoyance with Nina.

"Sleeping princess?"

"CK, you're a bitch, Nina. How the first night we left I slept." Nazeef grumbled as he sat up.

Nina chuckled consciously at her mistake. "Save me another guest."

"I know, yes, please accompany me who is dizzy. Dizzy from the apartment. Uh, more dizzy again because of the behavior of the sister's brother."

Nina frowned then sat down next to and faced Nazeef. "What do you mean, beb?"

Finally Nazeef recounted the incident in the kitchen and then he chose to sleep, after waking up Qenan still whining also tried to keep Nadira away with Dion.

"His jealousy is not stinginess." said Nazeef again.

"But exclaims that in jealousy."

Nazeef looked at Nina. "Yes, but don't have to be jealous of her sister either."

"But this is yes beb, naturally boss Qenan jealous because Nadira has not been among you let alone Dion is handsome, cute that way." Nina spoke with a look of laughter.

Nazeef gawked at Nina praising Dion and pictured Dion's face. "Beb, how come you're the one who praised other guys?"

Nina turned her head to see Nazeef's face turning sour. He also grinned because he admitted wrong. "sorry. That's not what I mean, beb."

Nazeef sighed then got up to go to the room. It felt like he wanted to put Dion in a sack and throw him into the Ciliwung river.

Qenan was always jealous because of the judgment from their women's eyes. Especially Nadira to the hugs.

Watch out for Dion!

"Where are you going, baby?"

"Sleeping the same dough roll." Nazeef walked into the room without caring about Nina.

Nina herself was confused as to why Nazeef had turned so sharply after she had revealed the result of her shadow hitting Dion's face.

"I'm the one who's coming in the month why is Nazeef so sensitive? what's my fault?"

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