A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Sorry I'm Jasmine

With all persuasion finally Qenan let Nadira stay again at the house of Surya papa because his wife wanted to apologize to his in-laws.

After leaving the orphanage, they stopped by Nina's house first to ask permission that Nina would go to college at the expense of Surya.

To be sure before saying the purpose of their arrival, Nina introduced Qenan as the boss and Nazeef as the assistant boss where he worked, Nadira was introduced as a friend of Nina.

It was easy for Nina's father to allow her and Nadira could see Nina's father's behavior towards Qenan as if expecting Nina to be close to Qenan.

"Thank you so much son Qenan already wanted to finance the college of my son Nina.. Nina is so lucky to have such a good boss and is so young as Nina."

There was a sense of annoyance in Nadira's heart. Of jealousy? surely. But Qenan's answer warmed his heart. Jealousy that was lost doused sweet words from Qenan.

"I'm sorry before, sir. The cost of college is not me but my wife, Nadira."

Nina's father was shocked. "Don't Qenan get married?" tanyanya.

Qenan just nodded then clasped Nadira's hand. Because he knew Nadira was uncomfortable with Nina's father's treatment of him.

"Dad.. Don't be ashamed of me." said Nina's mother.

"I'm sorry my dad is boss.. Dir.. Sorry my dad is.."

After packing Nina's necessary items, they decided to return to Jakarta. The plan is Nina will live in Nadira's apartment that has been rented by Qenan.

Nazeef's car had reached the gate of Surya's house but Qenan had not yet let go of his embrace. While Nazeef and Nina chose to get out of the car to give the couple time for both.

"Nan's only tonight.." Nadira asked for permission.

"Yes I know." said Qenan still inhaling the scent of Nadira's hair.

"Yes, it's gone.."

"Yes." replied Qenan briefly parsing a hug.

Nadira sighed looking at Qenan's sad face. Sometimes he was amused to see the look on Qenan's face that was always different when in front of others.

Cup

Nadira gives a kiss on the thin lips of the husband. In the face of Qenan. Her eyes continued to explore every corner of her husband's face. A very perfect sculpture.

Brunette is just like her. Thick eyebrows are formed neatly, eyes that are always staring sharply at the interlocutor signifies he is not a person who likes pleasantries and also firmness is very visible from his gaze. The nose is not large very fitting with the shape of his face. The chin taper until it makes him anxious to pull it. And that thin, red lip was the place he liked the most.

Nadira could not bear to finally put another kiss on the lips ranum Qenan.

"Ah Qenan's.. You can always make me fall in love with you again. Are you like that too?"

Qenan cupped Nadira's face. Paying attention to it seriously makes the owner of the face wrong behavior and suddenly feel nervous.

Oh heart..

"I admit there are still many women who are more beautiful than you.." Qenan's remarks made Nadira manyun.

"And I'll never look at a woman prettier or uglier than you. Because I love you not from your beauty alone." he continued to make Nadira's smile expand.

Qenan rubbed Nadira's long hair. "I love your hair, I love these eyes.. The eyes that always look at me are full of love and attention." Qenan kissed Nadira's eyes.

"I like your pug nose." Qenan pulled Nadira's nose slowly to the right and left making Nadira chuckle along with Qenan.

"I like your little chubby cheeks." Qenan cupped Nadira's cheeks slightly pressing until Nadira's lips humped like a fish's mouth. Qenan also kissed Nadira's lips with a little melu mat.

"Sick Nan.." whined Nadira after Qenan let go of his stalk.

"The lips that talk are what I like the most.. The lips blur with a hemisphere in the middle. Very sweet and delicious." said Qenan ambiguous to make Nadira delicately.

"You think my lips are food?" ask Nadira sewot.

"Yes and only I can eat you. I won't let anyone else try to get close to you." Qenan's face turned serious.

"I know your slow brain isn't connected yet?"

Jeez my wife..

"Listen to me my wife.. I won't let anyone try to get close to you. You're mine.."

"Yes I know, but don't be weird.."

Qenan nodded and hugged him back before letting Nadira into Surya's papa's house.

After Qenan's car was not seen from view then Nadira entered the yard of Surya's papa house. There was a manng Udin the housekeeper who had opened the gate.

"Non Nadira just got by?" ask mang Udin.

"Hehehe.. Yes mang.. I'm in, mang."

Nadira went into the house, the living room lights were turned off. Nadira was about to go to the kitchen to hear the sound of crying in the room papa Surya.

"Pa.. This is Nadira.." cried Nadira from earlier knocking on the door of papa Surya's room.

Papa Surya's room door opened and saw the sad face of a middle-aged man with puffy and reddened eyes.

"Nadira can come in?" nadira asked and answered papa Surya's nod.

Nadira circulated the view in every corner of Surya's papa room. Nothing special. No flowers, no wedding photos or anything that used to decorate a man's room. There is only a wardrobe, walk in closed, a dressing table with equipment needs men, a nightstand and on top of it there is a sleeping lamp. But there was a small frame on the dresser that made him interested to see it.

Nadira took a small frame containing a photo of papa Surya and Mama jasmine during High School because they both wear gray white uniforms.

In the elucidated section of the photo of Mama Melati, there is a sense of longing in her heart. But he smiled remembering the message of his mother not to cry over his departure.

"Papa don't be sad anymore.. Mama was happy there." said Nadira because he knew from earlier papa Surya continued to pay attention to her.

"Are you angry with papa?" ask papa Surya.

"No. Nadira understands the state of papa, only regretting the actions of papa who is not responsible." said Nadira sage.

"Sorry Papa, Papa's guilty Ra.." Papa came back crying.

Nadira approached Papa Surya who was crying on the edge of the bed.

"Don't cry pa.. Continue to live papa, Mama already sorry papa."

Papa Surya looked at Nadira. "Why are you so grown up, son?"

Nadira smiles. "Pa.. The circumstances that made me have to grow up from my age.. I was in my mom's house when I was 16, I had to help a housewife earn extra money to make a living by selling at school."

"I don't want to talk about my life anymore. I came because my mom asked me to find my dad because she was sure that he would accept me and take care of me even though he still had a wife. Mama believes in me too much."

Papa came back crying regretting what he had done for Mama jasmine and Nadira.

"I'm sorry Melati.."

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Seriate..

Go in another mother's novel.. Thank you so much his affection his mother & him __________________________________________________

Qenan Abraham's.

American-Indonesian descent but his face declined from the family of papa Reno Abraham. A 18-year-old forced into adulthood as he is his only heir.

Nadira Fazilla Zharifa 19. Growing up at the orphanage. The child of a secret marriage. Who would have thought his fate was the same as his parents?