A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Visit Factory

At lunchtime, Qenan accidentally returns to Mess to meet his wife. His plan after lunch, he will take the usri around the factory.

Nazeef and Dion will be back in the afternoon. Qenan and Nadira will be back in two days. That's because Qenan had to check directly the raw materials from replacement suppliers and did not want Nadira tired on the trip.

Enter into Mess just like that because there is no authorization from Nadira.

"Mi amor."

Qenan kept calling Nadira's name as he stepped into each of the Mess rooms.

Anxiety began to approach when he did not find his wife. Chose to go to Dion.

"Ion, where's my wife?" ask Qenan after being in Mess Nazeef.

Dion who was limp down ignored Qenan and it managed to make his friend more upset.

"Ion, I'm serious." jolted Qenan.

"Ck, look to your employee Mess. He was allowed there."

Without answering Qenan out to Mess employees. Indeed there are mothers gathering on one of the employee mess terrace.

Hearing the sound of laughter Nadira makes sure if the wife is in the group of mothers. He also walked closer.

...****...

"Call Nadira, ma'am. Not good to call Madam. Moreover, the mother is older than Nadira." said Nadira felt bad since earlier the mothers continued to call her as Madam.

"We are afraid that Mr. is angry, Madam once again sorry my husband yes" said one mother. She was the wife of yesterday's security guard who abandoned Nadira at the security guard post.

"What's wrong, ma'am."

Many of them chatted, Nadira did not mind the caste that distinguished them at all. This is what he missed. Ordinary life rather than having to join a socialite gang full of luxury flaunting.

"Mi amor."

Everyone turned their heads including Nadira because she knew it was her husband's baritone voice. Smiles rose and the mothers seemed to make way for Qenan.

Nadira grimaced to see Qenan's sharp gaze pointing at the container in front of him and the mothers.

Yes, they were eating rice with vegetables, boiled eggs, fried noodles, and rempeyek on a plastic container on the rice wrapping paper.

"Darling, what did you eat? why eat so hard on the floor? why is the container so big?" cecar Qenan made the mothers afraid.

Nadira grimaced with successive questions from Qenan, but he did not answer them all. Choosing to wash your hands in a bowl of water is provided for hand washing. But what Nadira made back at the Qenan protests.

"Oh my goodness, baby. It's a slob that's been washing someone else's hands."Soften Qenan makes Nadira not feel good.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm sorry then. I'm here again tomorrow."

Nadira had not had time to step his body had floated because Qenan held him without permission.

"Yeah.. Qenan, you surprised me." Nadira grumbled her hand to Qenan's neck.

"You must have moved a lot. Forgot that every night whining for a massage and that elus is your waist?"

Nadira was silent only to cut his lips. Arriving inside the Mess, Qenan sat Nadira on the living room couch. Something that made Nadira grow in love with Qenan is what it is today.

Qenan painstakingly massaged his calf slowly. "Don't do this, Nan. I don't want to make you more tired." declined Nadira.

Qenan, who was still struggling, put one leg of Nadira on his thigh and massaged it as usual.

"I don't want you to be tired, Ra. What was that then? why eat in that big container? rame-rame all over again."

"That's good to know, Nan. It was food from one of the mothers there. He was just a lahiran. He said it was like a thank-you note so make the kayak food."

"Next time do not eat in one container so, not necessarily us or them in hygienic state."

...****...

In the afternoon, Nazeef and Dion left to return to Jakarta. Qenan and Nadira are in the factory right now.

"Nan, thank you for not firing the security guard yesterday."

Qenan who was serious about seeing the iPad turned to see his wife and then kissed Nadira's forehead. "Yes, but he I love SP (Memorative Letter)"

"It's important not to be fired, it must be very difficult to find a job out there. Especially if they come here. Their hope is here."

"Yes, honey. Wait a minute, I'm still checking the stock of the t-shirts first."

Nadira just nodded and did not bother Qenan anymore.

Arriving at the Factory, Qenan and Nadira walked hand in hand with each other.

Qenan introduced Nadira to the Assistant Manager, Manager, General Maneger, and other industry leaders.

But presumably Nadira is more interested in entering the nugget processing room. He invited Qenan to see the initial process of making chicken and cow nuggets.

Initial process of nuggets in milled and in shape. After that, proceed with the process of steaming at a temperature of 70-100⁰C for 15 minutes. Steaming serves to inactivate enzymes that can cause changes in color, taste, or unwanted nutritional value during storage.

After steaming, the next process is storage at 2-10⁰C then frying, and lastly packaging.

"Nan, can I print?"

"May, but don't fry it."

Nadira interrupts then wears a special uniform like his other employees.

Qenan himself was happy to see Nadira like this. Fortunately, in the second trimester, his wife was no longer nauseous and vomiting even though her spoiled attitude was still attached.

"Darling, why is it all so flat?"

"Don't you see I printed the manual? while your factory uses the machine." It looks like the pregnant woman became sensitive because of Qenan's question.

"Eh, that's not what I mean, Ra. Yes, finish it. I'm still waiting."

The employees in the room felt clunky because the Leader they worked for visited. Although not watching them, but the nervousness is there.

And they did not expect the man who hired them to be so young and so sweet to his wife.

Especially the face of the Caucasian Qenan.

"*Our boss is handsome huh."

"Yes, I want to be his affair*."

Nadira gaped at the whispers of the workers. The mood turned bad immediately ending what was done earlier.

"I'm asking for 12 packs of nuggets that are already so."

"Well, isn't this continued?"

Nadira stared at Qrnan sharply. "No, you spread the charm." He researched the appearance of Qenan today deliberately not wearing formal clothing.

Nadira walked with a stomp of his feet. Upset because where the place if there is a woman there must be someone who admires her husband.

After informing Nafira's request to the plant leader, he immediately chased his wife who was already beside the car with a pouting face.

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