A SECRET WIFE of High School Children
The possessive qenan
"Clean whichever one my wife touches." said Qenan coldly.
Nadira was flabbergasted by Qenan's remarks, wanting to ask but had not had time to ask his hand had been pulled until his body hit the chest Qenan field.
"You go, leave us both here." - Qenan.
"And one more thing, I don't want to see your shirt still stuck on your body." show Qenan to Dion.
"Why again?"
"There's a trace of my wife there, and forget your memory that my wife was with you." Qenan stared intently at Dion and Nazeef.
They were made to gawk at what Qenan said. Something excessive according to them.
Qenan brought Nadira into the building. Nadira continued to look up at Qenan's face which was always flat but looked at him lovingly as they did the unification.
"You're exaggerating Qenan.. Dion is my brother." said Nadira as he sat beside Qenan.
"You'll say that as long as you don't open your heart to me." said Qenan without looking at Nadira.
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Nadira turned towards Qenan who did not see him.
"Qenan." he said.
"I know you haven't been able to accept me completely." Qenan let out a long sigh before continuing his sentence.
"I know it's hard for you to accept me who's in school and younger than you. If you knew, every time I'd think about how we'd stay together. But I realize that every girl wants a partner older than them."
Hearing Qenan's words at length like a needle piercing his heart, Qenan was right that he still often felt inferior to his male partner older than the girl.
It turned out that Qenan had been watching him all along. She did not expect to hurt her husband.
"Didn't you feel love from me Nan?" ask Nadira.
Qenan turned his head to the side staring at Nadira looking at him as well. He could see Nadira's eyes were already glazed over.
"Lies if I don't feel your love, but I know your love isn't completely for me. I don't know why it's not whole yet, maybe because of our secret marriage or you can't forget your boyfriend yet."
Tears unstoppable again, Nadira did not expect her feelings to be known by Qenan. Not that he still remembers his ex-girlfriend Rendi but rather he fortifies the heart so as not to be too sick if their secret marriage ends in separation.
Nadira cupped Qenan's face and gently kissed the lips. In the suction and in the bite of small lips that had continued to talk at length.
Not like Qenan.
"Don't say that again, I'm just afraid that this marriage is over and you're leaving me because Rania's match was with me" Nadira said after the wedding.
"Nothing will end between us and no one will match me with another because you are my match."
Nadira smiled hearing that then hugged Qenan possessively.
"Didn't you want to confess something to me?" tanya Qenan enjoys Nadira's embrace.
Nadira looked up not understanding the meaning of Qenan's question. "What's my daughter Nan?"
"You haven't confessed your feelings to me" she said, making Nadira laugh.
Qenan frowned in wonder why Nadira was laughing while he thought nothing funny.
"Hey.why laugh?"
"You're funny." said Nadira.
"Funny?" ask Qenan parroted.
"Yes, do I have to express my feelings while what's in me you already have?" nadira asked with a sweet smile.
"So?"
"My heart and I belong to you my husband." said Nadira.
For the first time Nadira saw a smile fluffy from the corner of Qenan's lips.
"Qenan.. Geli iihh.." whined Nadira when his body had moved in Qenan's lap. At this moment Qenan was kissing his neck.
"I'm very happy now, thank you for returning my love." he exclaimed as he continued his action. It seems like they forgot where they were.
Nadira felt his neck in suction immediately realized if this was not the right place.
"Qenan.. My neck." cried Nadira.
"I'm sorry, close to you that I can't control naf su, you make nagai."
"Iisshh basic omes." Both giggle.
Nadira took off her hair tie until her hair was beautifully severed. Qenan helped tidy up Nadira's hair to cover up the ownership marks on Nadira's neck.
After that they walked towards the hall building to join his others.
While in the building of the hall Dion had not stopped cursing annoyed aimed at Qenan.
How not? he had to take off his special clothes on the show. Only because Nadira hugged him with forced to take off the clothes.
"Indeed Qenan bucin acute. It could be like gini. Then Nadira should have been locked up. What if I hug you? what's gini too?"
"Prophey, tell who you just got fit in Nadira's hug?" ask Nazeef.
"Basic bege, Nadira so is his sister Dion." not Dion's voice but Nina's.
"Kc.. You don't know how Qenan is." Dion finally spoke again.
Finally the three of them remained silent. There was a loud noise at the entrance of the hall building. Qenan was holding a girl in a mask.
"That's Nadira, right? why wear a mask? does he. hurt?" nina cerca.
Dion and Nazeef looked towards them, as the eyes of the two met with sharp eyes Qenan immediately shuddered.
"Three seconds Zeef."
"That's three seconds."
"Worse Qenan, arrived dapet chick directly possessive not kelulungan." grumbled Nazeef.
"Did my sister live with a guy like Qenan? I've been gedek look at his flat and cold face, let alone my brother." said Dion.
Nazeef and Dion pretended not to see the arrival of the couple in secret.
"Wah boss.. Why cover your sister-in-law's face?"
"Sickness." replied Qenan and got a plot from Nadira because it was not his reason.
"Oohh that, I know brother-in-law. I am Heru." exclaimed Heru stuck out his hand to Nadira but Qenan was the one who welcomed him.
"Name Nadira, do not in the lyrics let alone touch. Just three seconds."
"Boss possessive."
Behind the mask Nadira smiled amusedly because of the possessiveness of Qenan. Not even a smile could see anything but him.
Gosh darn.. What does it feel like to be loved by a child? nadira asked in her heart.
"Qenan, sit down yuk." invite them not to be the subject of their attention.
Qenan nodded straight to provide a chair for Nadira and then sat next to him. One hand of Qenan he extended to the back of Nadira's chair and another hand was on his own thigh with one leg resting on the other leg.
While Nadira when felt Qenan's hand behind his back became stiffened plus Qenan's thumb stroked his arm.
Nadira opens the mask while enjoying the Qenan school band performing. His body brushed as Qenan whispered something with a breath piercing his ears.
"Don't smile."
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