A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

You're sexy

After a fight with Qenan in the restaurant toilet, Nadira immediately invites Nina and Arga away from there. Luckily they had not ordered at the expensive restaurant.

He just kept wiping his tears. On the way home, neither Nina nor Arga dared to ask Nadira because she kept crying.

"Dira.. Dong was crying.. I'm also so sad." said Nina after getting to the hostel.

"Gue can't stand Na.. He never called me."

Nadira tells of all perceived uneg-uneg. There was nothing he covered anymore because he thought the relationship with Qenan was over.

"But you are marriage is not courtship, where it can be straightforward. Nadira.. You should know that your husband is younger, his mind must be different from ours, right? try to understand him more."

Nadira was unmoved digesting every word Nina said. And he realized two things, one he could not understand the state of Qenan and two he needed recognition from Qenan.

All this time he had not known how Qenan felt about him. What Qenan endures is just not wanting to play a wedding or Qenan already has a heart for her just like her.

"How should I go?" asked Nadira in a hoarse voice.

"Yes get better with your husband." said Nina Nyolot.

Nadira's lips came forward hearing that. "No ah, I'm ashamed to have to go back to the apartment while I was dead to leave him."

Nina clucked. "Keep what you want?"

"Gue wants to stay here tonight.."

"Religion. Lo's the wife of a bad guy running around. There you go back." throw Nina out because what she said was true.

"Nina.." whined Nadira to be allowed to stay.

"No. It's home."

With slow steps he came out of the princess's boarding house. Out of the alley choose which way to go.

"Where should I go? when did you return to the apartment? shame my dong and not ready to meet Qenan too."

"Well.. I shouldn't have come to Qenan, he must have been depressed because of this marriage."

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In a sports car the owner continues to grumble to realize his stupidity. His eyes continued to look around the streets hoping to find Nadira.

After dinner with the rejection of the match, he immediately returned to the apartment but did not find Nadira there.

"Who would you like to explain to me Nan?" tanya Nazeef who is still in one car with Qenan.

"The girl you were talking to in the elevator was my boyfriend." said Qenan Lirih, he felt this was not the right time to explain everything.

Nazeef let out a long sigh hearing the confession from Qenan. You can see the face of a tangled and confused Qenan Abraham.

"Did you love her so much?"

Qenan looked at Qenan and focused on driving again. "Gue hasn't been able to tell all of you, a brief and sudden meeting made me feel comfortable because it's always been close to him intensely."

Nazeef digested every word out of the corner of Qenan's lips. "Intensely? comfortable is one of the characteristics of falling in love brother."

Qenan chose not to answer but confirmed Nazeef's remarks.

"There's no phone number?"

Qenan glanced with a sharp look because he did not like Nazeef to ask for Nadira's privacy.

"Don't be jealous, I want to track her down."

"Sir hase me." Qenan reached into the cell phone in the pocket of the pants giving to Nazeef.

By cutting his lips he received Qenan's phone and then install the required application.

Long he dwell on Qenan's phone after knowing the location where Nadira was not directly tell Qenan. He chose to examine the flat object of the friend because this was the first time he held a personal object belonging to Qenan.

Qenan immediately snatched his phone from Nazeef's hands. "Don't look at my girl."

Nazeef was stunned to see Qenan's face flushed red with anger as he praised Nadira's beauty.

"Lo's girl at the Hotel Matahari."

Ckiitts...

"Anj*rn.. Sick bege, what the fuck did you suddenly ngerem Nan?" furious Nazeef article Qenan stepped on the brake suddenly, lucky the atmosphere of the road was deserted.

He did not heed Nazeef's words, much to the surprise of his heart upon hearing that. Bad thoughts haunt us now.

Without saying Qenan immediately shot to Hotel Matahari with above average speed to make Nazeef continue to curse and swear to Qenan

After arriving at the basement of the hotel Matahari Qenan out of the car followed Nazeef but Qenan forbid it.

"Well, did you come down?" his question was staring intently at Nazeef.

"Gue will want to see you fight Nan." said Nazeef relaxed even though he was a little afraid of Qenan from earlier held back emotions.

"Damn lo. Back there."

With thumping chests accompanying the steps towards the reception desk asked for room numbers on behalf of Nadira Fazilla Zharifa and gave several pieces of red money to give the key to access to the room where Nadira was.

He only gave ten pieces of money in red because this is not a luxury hotel like a hotel that he and his family often stay if on vacation so it is very easy to bribe the receptionist.

"May what I have in mind be wrong."

With wide steps leading to Nadira's room, every step he thought what steps would be taken if the previous one filled the right mind occurred.

Braakk..

The door opened hard enough to make the occupants in the room terjertas shocked, immediately he closed the plain body with bathrobe that he had opened his hook tie.

Qenan's eyes heated up to see the look of Nadira who had just cleaned up to make his mind drift if Nadira had just finished doing heat unification in this hotel room.

No one opened their voices, Qenan did not go to Nadira but to the bathroom looking for something that at all he hoped his thoughts were not proven.

Nadira was still staring at Qenan pacing around like looking for something with an emotional state.

Suddenly the tall and sturdy body stood in front of Nadira just half a meter away from him. The two of them both gulped down the saliva violently when their eyes met.

"I'm sorry." great-granddaughter both at the same time.

"R.. Let's go home." said Qenan.

"I don't want to."

"Why? I'm sorry, I was wrong but my mom and dad knew I had a boyfriend."

The eyes with the plump fur blinked repeatedly hearing Qenan's words. "Certainly? sorry I sued you too much. I should have understood your situation."

Qenan nodded. "Some time I'll go to my mama's boutique. Now let's go home."

Nadira's headband is a form of repulsion from him. "Why?"

"Wet book. Did I get out of bathrobe gini?"

Qenan chuckled a glance at Nadira's appearance, the smooth white thighs were perfectly exposed before his eyes.

"You're sexy." chirped Qenan glancing at Nadira.

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