A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

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"Qenan.. Lo crazy what? masa's gotta come here too?" nazeef protest because they are currently on a special rack for girls' needs.

"Shut up and follow."

They are currently in a Jakarta mall. Without shame Qenan pacing mandir in the ranks of special shelves for girls.

They are currently in front of a sanitary pad. With his cue he sorted out the type of pads that he often saw in Nadira's wardrobe.

Overnight

Then he took the phone to google about the overnight pads.

"Oh.. So this is recorded if the malem." murmured.

Nazeef was already holding back the embarrassment as the two of them became the subject of attention with a small laugh from the people.

Then he took one of the brands is also a type of ultra thin.

"Gue wait in the car just Qen.." lamented Nazeef could not stand it.

"Follow me."

Nazeef simply resignedly followed Qenan at will.

When in the place of women's underwear, Qenan just felt the cold heat there because he immediately remembered Nadira's innocent body. His body remembers that.

"Search what?"

"Cela na in." she said relaxed.

"Qenan.. Lo crazy." umpat Nazeef saw Qenan stretching out his reproach na da lam not feel amused and embarrassed by it.

Qenan himself did not care about the surroundings, his focus was only one. Fulfill the needs of the wife.

"I want this one, this one, and that one." point it out.

After making the payment, they return to the hotel with Nazeef who continues to curse Qenan out of shame and feels his image as a playboy is lost instantly.

While Qenan heard the swearing was silent a thousand languages did not even respond to anything by putting on a flat face as before.

"Do you want to stay here or go home? let it be." said Nazeef ketus.

"Go home, wait a minute."

"Don't pack ML all."

Qenan just cleared his throat and out of the car to Nadira's room with a few paperbags in both hands.

The door opened after he knocked. Take a deep breath and then blow her slowly when seeing the appearance of Nadira who only uses a towel wrapped around two valuable assets and her core alone.

"Why don't you pack a bathrobe Ra?" he asked with a heavy voice to go straight in and close the door and lock it.

Nadira chuckles at Qenan's question plus Qenan's gaze always looks at his shoulders and thighs that are perfectly exposed.

"Don't be perverted, the bathrobe was wet earlier, I'm not comfortable packing it."

"Where ba-mmpptt.." Not finished Nadira talking his lips already silenced by Qenan.

The paperbag had crashed onto the floor with a Qenan jacket. He seemed to have forgotten Nazeef's warning not to ML here. He also forgot that the hotel they were in belonged to Surya who could have known their whereabouts.

"You're getting naughty Ra.." said Qenan after their air supply ran low.

"And you're getting better at making me float Qenan.. I love your every touch." praise Nadira honestly.

"That's because you always make me satisfied." he said as he tidied Nadira's hair behind his ears.

"Come home, where's my Nan suit?" nadira asked away from Qenan and approached the paperbag that was lying on the floor.

"Qenan.. Who bought this?" nadira asked still looking at the contents.

"I."

"Who to choose?"

"I."

Nadira turned to see Qenan was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

"Qenan.. It's a reproach in a chick, what else is this? br*d? how do you know my size? cerca Nadira's.

"Gunain's hands is Ra.. I've been holding, re mas, hi sap, in lu mat, in bite too." said Qenan frontal without feeling guilty.

Nadira just gawked at hearing that, he did not expect a Qenan like a statue could say such a frontal sentence.

"The foundation of Qenan omeeesss.." he rose to his feet to smite Qenan's head.

But ill-fated, when standing a towel wrapped around his body slumped down to the appearance of Nadira's innocent body and it made both of them surprised.

Qenan swallowed the saliva with difficulty looking at the beauty in front of him, since he had wanted Nadira but remembered Nazeef below waiting for him. But seeing Nadira's innocent body makes it gamang.

Can you not just Zeef? can yes..

"Don't look at me like that, I'm embarrassed."

Qenan did not reply as he had already stepped closer to her, pulling Nadira's waist close to the body with no distance. Giving a full soft kiss is demanding.

They also enjoy romance all night.

...****...

In the parking lot of the hotel, Nazeef who was waiting for the arrival of the young husband and wife continued to grumble and curse all the time.

"Lo the Nazeef.. Why do you wait for the halal couple from earlier to be in a hotel room. Of course they're wik-wik again right?"

"I'm spending unplugged" Nazeef said, driving his car to the apartment.

While at the Great Cafe where Nina works, she comes home with Arga. They both joke.

"Nina.. How's it? do you have an answer for me?

Nina seemed to stop her laughter. "Sorry sister, Nina can't take it.."

"But why?" ask Arga.

"Love can't be forced, right?"

Arga nodded in understanding, he did not want to force the will because he knew something forced would never make him happy.

"But we can still be friends, right?" ask Arga.

"Of course, sister, I would love to have an older brother." said Nina.

"Thank you.. Come on hold, brother will speed."

"Yes, be careful, brother." he said.

Yes, until now Nina's heart was still closed because she felt that there was no one who made her heart tremble.

Not to deny if Arga is quite handsome and very good, but still his heart refused the presence of Arga. And it makes me feel guilty.

He was very conscious to see Arga's face turned disappointed when he rejected it earlier. But can what? he doesn't like anything forced.

Elsewhere, in a big house. A young man who is none other than Dion, Nadira's half-sister is painting something to divert his disappointed heart.

This isn't Dion's heartache.. You don't feel it, Lo just disappointed to see Rania so cruel to Nadira, right? And lo why? why are you a gini? god, for whatever I don't know myself.

Unknowingly the painting of a car turned into an irregular scribble and it managed to make Dion inflamed on himself.

Pa.. Ma's.. If you knew Dion was here.. Dion needs you. Dion's screams in the heart.

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