A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Attention of Nadira

POV author

The sky still looked dark even the chickens had not heard the crowing sound. Qenan opened his eyes repeatedly, after the view had returned he sat down to see his two best friends were still asleep.

His lips curved considering how spoiled he was last night until he was about to sleep should be embraced Nadira first.

The bucin!

He went to the bathroom to clean himself first and followed Nadira who he believed must be in the kitchen.

He admitted Nadira quickly adapted to the environment, as evidenced on the first day they married. With ease Nadira mastered the kitchen in his apartment.

Again Qenan wear Dion's home clothes even though a little small for him until the shirt he was wearing was very loose on his body. Lucky in his car always bring clothes da lam, and, actually Qenan always brought a change of clothes but when at the hotel yesterday Nazeef had brought it to loundry so there were only da lam clothes that were still just now.

Because Qenan used to stay at Surya's papa house is not difficult to find the location of the kitchen of this house.

He smiled to see Nadira was busy in front of the stove at Bi Asih ART companion papa Surya who was in charge of cooking.

Bi Asih realized Qenan's presence was about to say hello but he gestured to not make a sound.

"Non Nadira's.. Aunty to the back first yes.." say bi Asih.

"Oh yeah bi."

Qenan approached after bi Asih left. As fast as lightning he wrapped both hands in Nadira's stomach.

"It's me" he said as Nadira was about to make a sound.

"Oh my goodness, you know not.."

Qenan chuckled directly at his wife's cheek making Nadira's eyes round.

"Qenan.. It's at papa's house don't be weird." she whispered a pinch on her husband's arm.

"Aawh.. Sick Ra.. Sorry, it's a habit too." Qenan took off a hug instantly lifting both hands into the air.

"Now sit down, this ripe abis I make the same juice of cereal for your breakfast."

Qenan nodded in agreement but did not move because he wanted to take a portrait of his wife and sit at the dining table which is one room with the kitchen.

He opened a social media app that he rarely visited. Upload a photo of Nadira who is cooking on 'instagram' with a caption that will make her followers heartbroken.

'you are the first and last for me.

Only you For ever '____😘'

And right his guess. Not long ago the phone was lying on the dining table had made a commotion and it made him careless.

Quite a while Qenan waited for Nadira to cook and prepare juice and cereal for him. Luckily they are used to waking up early proved until now the occupants of this house has not been awake.

"It's orange juice just like his cereal. It's good to relieve dizziness from a hangover." Nadira ketus said putting juice and cereal in front of Qenan.

"He's not drunk anymore."

"I'm not really interested in you Qenan, but I'm worried about you, how about if your brain becomes damaged, continues to have heart disease, especially until cancer. There are cancers of the liver, mouth, throat, esophagus, not to mention lung problems, and also digestion you can have problems know not." Nadira's scolding at length makes Qenan shudder.

This is what it looks like in the wife's omelin. My mother never ranted at length because I almost never made a mistake. But look at my wife.. From then on his mouth kept talking nagging incessantly.

"Hey.. You're not horrified?" sudang Nadira was upset because from then on Qenan was silent just staring at his lips.

"Listen darling.. I heard it." he said.

Again the word 'honey' spoken from Qenan's mouth made him freeze but his heart melted.

Ah, you boy husband.

"May I eat?" tanya Qenan looked at Nadira who was still frozen staring straight at him but it seemed like the mind was floating.

Qenan grinned, the next second he kissed Nadira's lips and in his lu mat a glance.

"Qenan.." Nadira's whining made Qenan laugh.

I want to be with you forever, hopefully not let alone get in the way of our relationship Ra..

"Ehem." Someone cleared his throat making the two lovebirds turn towards the voice.

Nadira smiled clumsily knowing that someone had gone to the house of papa Surya early in the morning.

"For om." said Nadira politely.

"Morning. Where's Bi Asih?" tanya Wido flat.

"Don't know what to do?" tanya Nadira is still polite while Qenan still continues to eat her.

Asked jealous? of course, but he could not forbid Nadira to talk to others from Nadira should not be looked at for too long let alone touch.

Don't dabble.

"You want to make regular kayak coffee." said Wido relaxed.

Nadira stared at Wido at a glance because Wido was also looking at him. Qenan is still busy with his food.

Oh it turns out that om Wido has been used early in the morning at papa's house said Nadira in his heart.

"Emmm.. Have you had breakfast yet?" ask Nadira.

"Not yet." said Wido briefly.

"Don't drink coffee.. Not good for an empty stomach. Later hull om up. If the ride can make the stomach om nausea, dizzy head, can continue vertigo. Will we go to Bogor and the driving om, the danger is not it? I made cereal, yeah.."

Wido was stunned to hear the advice of the girl he loved all this time. This is the first time they have spoken. Seeing from a distance alone has made him fall in heart let alone needed as sweet as this?

"Can."

Nadira also made the same cereal as Qenan. "Tea or orange juice om?"

"Tea is."

Nadira handed him a glass of tea and a bowl of cereal in front of Wido.

Qenan left after finishing eating what Nadira had prepared for him. Walking up the stairs, he saw Nadira staring at him. He gestured through his chin to come up and Nadira nodded.

"Om, I'll go upstairs first.."

Wido nodded and said. "Thank you, yeah.."

Seeing Nadira has not seen the smile that he holds we look fluffy. Interacting with Nadira is his desire from the first.

Upstairs, Qenan takes Nadira to Dion's painting room. His wife's stepbrother's favorite place.

"I think you were too chatty this morning Ra.."

Nadira flutter let alone Qenan's hands have been holding his waist so that their bodies remain as glue.

"I'm sorry" he tweeted as he tried to distance himself.

"You know, your body movements make me want you more Nadira.. I've been holding her back from yesterday." said Qenan stroking her face and one more hand was on her back.

"It's at papa Qen's house.."

"Papa's room is downstairs, we can play for a while before breakfast.

Not wanting to hear any more rejection from Nadira, he quickly silenced with his lips. Enjoying the morning with a loved one is happiness for him.

"There is no bed." Nadira refused when the desire was burning.

"There's a wall."

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Seriate..