A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

I'm not gonna fuck around

The sky is getting darker, the lights of the capital city are so beautiful when viewed from the balcony of Qenan's room. But the beauty did not make Nadira feel calm.

Last afternoon when he just arrived at the apartment, Nadira did not find her husband there but he did not bother because he knew Qenan was in his cafe.

Enter into the room with the aim of cleaning the body first so that Qenan came home to see himself more fresh.

After getting dressed and dressing up a little he went out of the room still did not find Qenan, he also chose to cook dinner while washing Qenan clothes from last night no one washed it.

Isn't a wife great? you can do more than one thing at a time.

Dinner and clothes are ready, now the clock has shown at 20:00 WIB but Qenan has not yet shown its form.

There was a sense of anxiety plus Qenan's mobile number could not be reached. He walked back and forth in front of the entrance.

"I'm hungry.."

So long wait finally Nadira prefers to open her textbook and suppress hunger in order to eat dinner together.

Drowsiness that attacks the sense of sight and choose to sleep for a while may be better thought he.

Without feeling the night was getting late, his heart was no longer just anxious but more suspicious and irritated dominating.

"If I'm a macem, I'll macem three times."

"Hhaaiisshh what the hell am I talking about?"

Nadira's eyes were fixed on the entrance because from outside there someone was pressing the password of Qenan's apartment.

His eyes continued to look in that direction until the person he was waiting for revealed the trunk of his nose. But wait, the suspicion and annoyance was suddenly lost somewhere, even her concentration suddenly dazed due to the appearance of her husband.

The black hoodie covered his head very noticeably if Qenan was the one who was covered out there.

His chest felt increasingly claustrophobic along with Qenan's steps closer to him on foot.

Damn, this closed appearance is how I'm fascinated.

Nadira continued to bite her lower lip to relieve nervousness if she was near the husband.

Cup

Nadira was aghast feeling a kiss on his forehead. How do you get angry? But he must pretend to be angry so as not to become a habit of returning home late but no initiative to give news.

Ah so sweet.

"Where from? why just got home? that's a phone why can't I call? or turn off the phone on purpose so I don't bother you?" Nadira leaned in with many questions with her face bent.

Qenan felt anxious with Nadira just smiling without answering. He enjoyed everything Nadira did.

"Why not be answered? so you really don't want to bother me? evil you."

He could not bear to not silence his wife. The pagutan continues to roll until accompanied by a sip and lu matan. Unknowingly, Nadira was in the lap of Qenan who was sitting on the sofa.

"I had to go to West Jakarta because I rarely visited and Nazeef did not come. Hape I'm dead." said Qenan.

"I'm worried, I'm upset, and I suspect I know."

"Can't you worry and remove the hem?"

"Yes worried you why-why and I was waiting for you to starve to sleep and it made me suspect lest you have another girl."

Qenan sighed harshly feeling guilty towards Nadira.

"You are my Nadira only." said Qenan then kissed Nadira back for a few seconds.

"Other times if I come home late you just eat Ra.. Let's eat now." For the sake of seeing Nadira's smile back, he was willing to eat in the middle of the night and sure enough the smile rose.

Nadira nodded from Qenan's lap to the kitchen where the dining table was in the room as well.

After the late dinner, Nadira cleaned the dirty dishes and Qenan went into the bathroom to clean himself.

When he came out of the bathroom, Nadira was already curled up under a thick blanket. Approached Nadira then sat on the edge of the bed where his wife slept.

In view of the face of the wife, enjoy the beauty carved in the cute face. On Nadira's cheeks and then her favorite bleached lips. At the sight of that mouth opening slightly made him unable to bear to not kiss her again.

The lips were getting closer and closer until it actually landed on the lips of his wife who was sound asleep. Dilu mat upper lip then switch to lower lip.

Damnit.. Why can't I hold naf su if it's close to Nadira? Don't you eat him now Qen.. Inget's wife served you this afternoon.

Qenan also chose to rise and lay down next to Nadira. At the kiss of Nadira's head and hugged from behind the body then he closed his eyes.

The morning before the sun appeared in the eastern horizon but Nadira was already struggling in the kitchen of her favorite place in Qenan's apartment.

He is currently making a bread pizza. He wanted this pizza to go to college and share it with Nina and Melinda.

Plans today he asks Nina to move into the apartment next to Qenan just in case. Who would have thought that Nadira's heart was already feeling fine? of course, there is a sense of anxiety enveloping if he has entered the apartment building.

Qenan walked gontai near Nadira was sprinkling mozzarella cheese on the bread that already contained several toppings on it.

"Why not wake me up?" ask her with a typical hoarse voice of people waking up. Even his disheveled face and disheveled hair still found there.

"I want to make supplies Qen.." said Nadira without looking.

"I want to."

Nadira stopped his activities turning towards Qenan as if asking 'Serious?'.

"Bawain two pieces."

Nadira smiled and nodded.

At 07.00 WIB all Qenan preparations are available. This morning he will take a ride to Qenan school after his taxi ride to campus.

"Cock his two supplies Ra?"

"For Dion and Nazeef Nan.. That meant I wanted to make it three but there was no more stock" Nadira explained putting the supplies in the bag.

"Why are they in love?" Qenan suddenly did not accept.

"Only food, other than that I will not love. Drink it I love."

Qenan did not answer but his annoyed face was still there. They walked into the elevator and remained silent.

"Later tonight I'm at papa's house huh.."

Qenan nodded. "Yes, I don't want you to be alone either."

Nadira pecks Qenan's cheeks. "I give you vitamins. Don't lyrics girls over there.." Nadira squatted on Qenan's arm.

Both hands Qenan holding both provisions for him make it difficult to hold Nadira.

"Here hug first." said Qenan directly in the Nadira.

Repeatedly he gave a kiss on the top of Nadira's head. "I'm not gonna fuck around."

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Seriate..