A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

American Missile

The two got out of the taxi after paying the fare. Haven't had time to step towards the gate both of them were startled by someone's voice.

"Hey.."

Nadira felt that he did not know the girl in front of them. He then nudged Nina's arm as a gesture to tell who the girl in front of them was.

"Risa." whispered Nina.

"Lo boss Qenan's chick, right?" asked Risa familiarize herself.

Nadira smiled and nodded.

Risa turned to look at Nina from head to toe and then smiled obliquely.

"Lo was hitchhiking in my girlfriend's Nazeef car, right?"

"Realat. I'm not the one who hitchhiked but the guy who made me go home with you guys."

Risa keeps trying to get herself to Nadira. I don't know what the intent of his treatment is that Nadira certainly does not like.

"Rome.."

Nadira who was about to leave wanted to avoid Risa turned to the source of the voice that called the name of the person she missed.

Instantly, Nadira's heart skipped a beat.

Her husband is so handsome!

She was wearing a red jacket with her inner being the school uniform.

According to Nadira's estimate of her husband's height of 180cm, the difference in height is quite significant. Nadira suddenly felt very small. Sharp jaws, thick black eyebrows neatly arranged, and dark brown eyes all accentuate his face which looks like a sculpture by a famous artist.

As the brows furrowed, Nadira realized her handsome husband was very dignified and domineering.

Uh!

"Hey.." Qenan's voice makes Nadira stung because she daydreams to observe this guy who has the title of her husband.

"Why daydream?"

Nadira shakes.

"Hi boss Qenan.." said Risa.

Qenan took a quick glance at Risa and nodded. "We go to the cafe first.. Just got back to the apartment."

Nadia nodded without making a sound because she was dealing with excessive heartbeats, causing her to become nervous.

"I took the car first" said Qenan and Nadira just nodded again.

Risa chose to leave because she did not respond to choose to leave.

If there are two lovers who have not met for a long time then when the time comes to meet will run and hug each other. Why not Nadira? He was too nervous to do that.

He took a few breaths and slowly exhaled. Feel strange with her if she is in front of her own husband who did not meet in a day.

"Na.. You come with me, right? You'll be back at work." Nadira bargained. Yes, Although Nina has been paid for college but she chose to continue working because she had to send money to her parents to help her family's living expenses.

Because Nina went to college and at Nadira's request, she decided to work for the afternoon shif.

"Are you not taking Dir?" ask Nina.

"Not so."

The two sat at a bus stop not far from Qenan school. Tell me a lot about their school days. Nadira also saw Rania who was watching her but after making a call, the girl turned her face and just left.

Qenan🦁 :

Where's Ra?

One WhatsApp message went to Nadira's phone. Before replying he turned to the school gate there was a Qenan car there. Soon he replies to the message saying that he and Nina are at a bus stop near his school.

His lips curled as Qenan's car stopped right where they were sitting. Nadira invites Nina to ride together.

Qenan who was sitting next to the steering wheel is now out opening the door for Nadira in the passenger seat with him also sitting there. Nina was forced to sit next to the wheel, next to Nazeef.

Along the way there was no sound from them. Only Qenan held Nadira's hand.

Let the grasp of both hands convey how much this heart longs. Because basically Qenan is not good at words to convey his heart. All he knew was feeling lost when Nadira was not close to him.

It's dependency.

Arriving at the cafe, Qenan and Nadira immediately walked into the cafe without taking off their hands. While in the car, Nina was about to get out of the car but the door was locked and it was from Nazeef.

Nazeef flinting just staring into Nina's eyes made the owner misbehave.

"Lo why?"

"Gue why?"

"Yes, why'd you change?"

Nina sighed. Maybe it's time he spoke seriously to Nazeef.

"Gue never changes. You're just misjudging."

"But I like it" said Nazeef lirih.

Nina shakes. "No. You never liked me Zeef."

Nazeef who was down looked up again at Nina. A difficult look.

"Can't you get that feeling out of my gaze? from the way I try to get close to you again."

Nina chuckled small. "Lo keeps trying to get me but you keep in touch with your other girls. Sorry I'm not Risa who still accepts your behavior who likes to play with girls."

"Gue promised to stay with them to accept me." Nazeef tried to persuade Nina again.

Again Nina chuckled and shook her head to hear Nazeef's persuasion.

"That's one of the sentences I often hear from the mouth of a playboy like lo."

Nazeef silenced hearing that. His throat seemed to be choked justifying what Nina said. But he said that to Nina sincerely from his heart.

"Now open the car door."

Nazeef forced to press the door lock so Nina could get out. Dupus was hoping to get Nina.

Another in the car, another in Qenan's workspace. The books were on the floor that was on the table. There was also a red leather jacket and jeans on the floor.

The workspace was more like a broken ship. It is all due to the work of a young husband and wife who are combining love.

Don't know the place. Though there was a single mattress in the room but it seemed they were unaware.

Qenan's school shirt is out of sight, now in a state of chest length and school pants have dropped to the knee while Nadira is plain at the bottom and the shirt he wears buttons are open and br*a has been revealed to display both of its assets.

"Qenaan aahh.." The stifled voice was now released with a swift Qenan silencing back Nadira's ruum lips so that his shahdu voice could not be heard until he left the room.

The touches given by Qenan really make him intoxicated. Keep track of every inch of his curves. Giving a sense of speechlessness with words until the two reach the peak of nirvana together.

"Qenan." he said softly with a breath that was still heard hunting.

"Thank you Ra.." In Nadira's brow kisses sitting on the table in a state still fused.

"About it leaked out in there, didn't Nan?"

"Don't know."

"Yes, the missile dong.." Whine Nadira because Qenan let them still unite.

"Missiles?"

Nadira nodded. "Yes.. The American missile that's inside it." Nadira pointed down right inside to her embarrassment.

Finally Qenan broke away and pointed at his assets. "This?" He also removed the safety he was wearing.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why do you call it an American missile?" ask Qenan while cleaning up the remnants of their romance on the table.

"Yes because his power can be in the thumbs up and America's blood is flowing in you."

Qenan did not answer to choose to carry Nadira to the bathroom. The messy workspace was still locked tightly.

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Seriate...

*Not less?

You guys how are you? may you always be healthy..

Thank you very much for your support.

Your dear mother*..