A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Go to Bandung

"It's her milk in her drink and her ice cream too." Qenan gave me a glass of milk and a cup of ice cream. As is the custom every night he would give it as Doctor Gadhing advised.

Qenan noticed Nadira was still acting strangely. The more sure if his wife has a problem with him. Even Nadira would usually ask in a bribe but now not.

"Udah?" ask Qenan after Nadira spent it all.

Nadira nodded weakly then left Qenan in the kitchen just like that. In the room, Nadira went into the bathroom to clean herself and then put on a nightgown suit. Not wearing a kimono because Nadira does not want to be disturbed by Qenan.

While Qenan saw Nadira enter the elevator can only mende legitimate wonder. But he also realized that his wife was pregnant.

He finally followed his wife. Not her angry but anxious with the behavior of Nadira who is inhabiting her.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

Qenan approached and gathered to align his face with Nadira's face lying down.

"The same story as me."

It is true Qenan's assumption that Nadira will not be able to cover what his wife is feeling. He made Nadira very dependent on him.

"You're evil, why am I still your secret wife? why am I still hiding you?"

"Darling, who said you were my secret wife, hm?"

"Your employees say that. He thinks because there is something. Is that true, Nan?"

Qenan's hands clenched tightly upon hearing what Nadira said. He just found out if his employees think like that.

"Never think that no dear. Now think of your health and that of our son."

"But there's really nothing you're hiding, right?"

"Nothing is." Qenan kissed Nadira's forehead and tidied up the blanket for Nadira. After he went to the bathroom to clean himself after that then he fell asleep by hugging Nadira from behind.

...****...

The next morning Qenan was still watching the look on his wife's face still looked sullen. Even now wearing a tie also does not want to look at him.

"He said that pouting in front of the husband was a sin." his chirps made Nadira look up at him.

"And, he said that the wife who was alone who was pregnant was a husband of heart." replied Nadira.

Ah, Nadira deserves this. Later in the day he just to Bandung for three days because he had to review directly to the place of supply of raw materials factory.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go to the village, baby. You're pregnant, remember Doctor Gadhing said, right? you can't be tired anymore."

"You are that."

Anxious, he immediately pulled Nadira's waist to get closer to him. Scrape the distance until the lips blend together.

The desire that must be endured wants him to channel for a moment. Let it be, for today to be late to the office to quench thirst.

Do not know who started, now the body of the two is no thread cover. With a longing gaze, Qenan took the wife to bed to ease her morning adventure.

Each surface of the skin can not be separated from touch, like a self-stinging electricity makes both immediately want to race.

Open wide two guards to make it easier for the missile to enter the grinding nest. The pacemaker slowly enjoyed an intoxicating sensation.

The strains of song poetry that are created to fill the emptiness of the room increasingly evoke points of magic rah that has long been silenced.

Sweat sweat soaks the surface of the skin like vitamins that welcome add to the pace.

Can't judge by words. Only movements can support each other. The sharpener does not allow to lead the race.

This time, let the missile be the winner.

"Qenan, you're making me tired." grumbled Nafira after two hours of serving Qenan.

Qenan chuckled without answering. On the swab of sweat dripping from the forehead to the face of Nadira then justify his wife's blanket.

"If I could take you, Ra." he murmured. Of course it feels heavy apart from Nadira because during marriage never separated other than Nadira's escape event.

"I'll definitely miss you." On the forehead kiss Nadira then to the bathroom clean themselves and prepare to go to the office.

Moments later after arriving at the office, he saw the annoyed face of the assistant as well as his sahabag. But it's not Qenan if he cares.

"Boy, you're two hours late."

"Hem."

"Where are you? tumben is not disciplined."

"My wife is pregnant."

Nazeef gawked at Qenan's answer. "My wife is also pregnant but can be on time."

"Gue was good earlier. It's a shame I have wine."

Nazeef's words made Qenan unable to help but laugh. "Lo did it directly nerobos. Rasain lo."

"Lo mah - tega."

"Ck, it's work."

"Ah yes, I almost forgot. Check the CCTV in the lobby yesterday afternoon. Who has asked me something and made my wife lash out all night just because there was no wedding reception. Fire him, I don't need a gossip worker."

"Ck, yes."

...****...

As planned, that afternoon Qenan and Nazeef left for Bandung and between their wives.

As is the custom of Qenan and Nazeef prefer to review directly the place of the problem what they are doing.

"Gue wants two days to be done."

"Yes, I'm worried about Nina. He's in his own apartment."

"Why wasn't he told to stay at my mom's house?"

"Yes your wife also why prefer to live in the big house itself?"

"Gue doesn't know."

A few hours later they were already in one of Qenan's factory messes. This mess was deliberately made for Qenan and Nazeef if it was reviewing directly like this.

Actually Nazeef reviewed more often and this was the first time Qenan came along because he was more focused in the company.

Qenan sent a message to Nadira that it had arrived at the mess, as well as Nazeef. After that they clean themselves alternately then rest in their respective rooms.

...****...

The Papa Surya Company.

"Ion, come on dong. I can't sleep without Nadira's hug."

Yes, from earlier Nadira whined to be accompanied to Bandung.

"Come, Nad. You're pregnant, how will I be in Qenan?"

With a sullen face he stood about to leave Dion's study but before he came out he said again. "I asked for anterin bang Wido aja. He must have agreed to it."

Brakes

Dion gaped at Nadira's words as soon as then scrambled his hair in frustration to see his brother.

Can be berabe if Nadira departs with Wido. Finally he followed Nadira in the workspace Wido.

"Okay, we're leaving tomorrow."

Nadira immediately hugged Dion. "You're my best brother. Thanks Ion."

"Let's get out of here before the Wido bang comes."

Ahem

The two of them turned to the source of the horse's instantly grinning voice.

"What's up, Dira?" ask Wido who just walked into his room. He hurriedly came because he saw from CCTV that Nadira was in his room.

Nadira scratched his non-itchy eyebrows. "Dira miss Aditya, when Dira can bring it home?"

Wido smiled and then his gaze shifted to see Nadira's slightly bloated stomach.

"May, just let me know if you're at papa's house let brother between Aditya."

Nadira smiled and excused herself to come out of the room. Wido stared at Nadira's departure.

He has accepted his path of destiny. Make peace with his life. But getting rid of this feeling in a woman named Nadira is really hard.

*Even until when!

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