A SECRET WIFE of High School Children
Slap
Alexander's family entered a few minutes ago but apparently no one wants to open their voice.
But Nina's sharp gaze on Risa had not changed. The annoyance is still enthroned at her husband who never came in addition to her in-laws being in the nursery makes her even more uncomfortable.
Given how the family's ill-treatment frightened him if they attacked him in his current weak state.
"How long have you been married?" ask Papa Ansor coldly.
"Almost two months." answered Nina no less coldly. However, he did not want to be seen in the fear of the moment.
Not yet had Papa Ansor to make a sound, the door of Nina's nursery opened and Nazeef appeared to enter in a tangled state.
"Beb." call Nina pretending that there's nothing between them.
Nazeef came closer and hugged Nina tightly. Sunggjh, he misses and admits his mistakes.
"Did they do something to you?"
"No."
There was a sense of relief to hear that, finally Nazeef asked the intention of their arrival and as expected, they must apologize and compassion so that other facilities and luxuries were not seized by him.
In a corner of the room, another couple was watching a family feud. Nadira leaned against Qenan's chest looking comfortable as well as Qenan was very fond in a position like this.
In this position, he becomes free to touch anything in the wife. Even without the knowledge of others, Qenan's hand had entered into the clothes that Nadira was wearing.
"Don't be naughty, Nan."
"Yes." Qenan's hand stroked Nadira's belly, which looked bloated.
The movement of the hand came to a halt when it felt an unusual throbbing from Nadira's stomach. The views of the two met then smiled happily when they realized that it was the first kick from their prospective child.
"Honey, Edzard motion." said Qenan stifled with reddened eyes holding back his happy cries.
Nadira clucking. "Qenan, even our children are not yet perfectly formed. Why did you name him?"
"Darling, forgot that the name of our factory and company is our son's name?"
"Yes, but what if our daughter's a girl?"
"What's wrong, I'll do it again."
"Issh, you pervert."
...****...
In the end Nazeef let Papa Ansor stay high in the mansion with istfi and stepson with a record of having to work if you want to have money.
Not working, then no money. Credit card has been deactivated. Now is the time he had to persuade the wife not to be angry with him.
"Hey, go home" Nazeef told Qenan and Nadira.
"okay."
Qenan and Nadira went back to the hotel.
"Beb, sorry."
Nina looked at Nazeef's face and then snorted. "Go, Zeef. It feels like seeing your face makes me want to slap you." Nina threw a face not wanting to see Nazeef again.
Nazeef swallowed the saliva hearing his wife's words. Thinking whether this includes congenital pregnancy? but why is it different with Nadira and Melinda, he thought.
Nadira is spoiled and Melinda is still used to even more attention to Dion. But why is Nina getting so fierce?
Nazzef sat next to the gurney. "If you slap me for example, would you excuse me?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Yes, tampar beb. It's important you're sorry for me."
Nazeef saw Nina's twinkle eyes could only swallow the saliva and resigned. There's no way he said he couldn't because he offered it. He thought that Nina would not be this enthusiastic.
Finally a faint nod from her and made Nina smile happily.
With closed eyes waiting for the slap to arrive. And sure enough, that slap felt really spicy. Even ka gawked in disbelief that his own wife had actually slapped him just now.
Crazy really my son, it turns out my son is more annoying than Qenan's son. Watch out if you are born. Nazeef in my heart.
"Aren't you angry, right?" nazeef asked as he stroked his cheek which was still on the sick porch.
"Udah. Oh yeah, how's our son doing?"
"He's healthy, you can't stress out, and you have to rest a lot."
...****...
Two days later, Qenan's entourage returned to Indonesia. Nadira himself has now attended college online. It seems that Qenan has forbidden herself to go without her husband.
This morning, the husbands had set out to scavenge the fortune. And the wives had gathered at Nadira's house just finished doing college work together.
"Finally have time without oppa." chirped Melinda because sometimes feel disturbed by her spoiled Dion.
"Gue's even happy without Nazeef, if there's him it feels like I want to be mocked." Nina chimed.
Nadira was just silent because of course he felt there was less.
"Well, what's diem, lo?" tanya Nina realized her best friend was silent moping.
"Kangen Qenan."
Nadira's reply made the two women turn lazy eyeballs.
"Later lunchtime will meet."
To divert the sadness of Nafira, they finally chose to watch a Korean drama. Among the three pregnant women was only Nina who did not feel anything, she was like she was not pregnant.
...****...
Lunch time has arrived. Dion had already seen in Qenan's study. Like their plan this morning.
"Actually where are our wives?" dion asked, annoyed that there had been no apparition of the wife coming.
"They're already here but still gossiping riya in the lobby." Qenan found out that the receptionist had notified Nazeef and the man reported to him.
I'm in the Lobby. The three women were chatting. But suddenly awkward when one of the employees asked all who offended Nadira.
"Why hasn't there been a wedding reception for boss Qenan with Miss? is your marriage a secret because there are hidden elements?
There was no answer because Nina had already taken Nadira away from there. He knew his best friend would definitely be moody and could not hide his feelings in front of Qenan.
"Dir, don't think about it."
"He really is, Nin. Why is there no reception now? and really, I'm still in secret."
"So don't say that, is Qenan's boss already familiar if his wife's brother."
Nadira was silent because they had entered Qenan's office.
After the full personnel they go to the restaurant. Throughout lunch, Qenan realizes the strangeness of Nadira.
But he does not want to ask now, let it be later after returning home from work asked.
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