A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Qenan's gone

Qenan's car had reached the school parking lot but apparently the car owner was reluctant to get out even though other students and students began to enter the tourism bus that would take them to the top.

"We haven't seen each other for two days." nagged Nadira in Qenan's arms.

As tough, as strong, and as loud as any girl when it is near the person in love will turn into spoiled.

Qenan mende was baffled as he could do nothing. He rubbed Nadira's back hoping to calm his wife.

"Don't cry." she said as she felt the black shirt on her wet body also felt Nadira's back tremble.

"I'm not crying."

Qenan frowned confused by Qenan's words.

"If you don't cry, what does Ra?"

"Just shed tears." he said without guilt to the person who asked.

Qenan chuckled at hearing that. What a difference does Qenan think. The hug should come off because of the knock on the car's glass from outside.

Forced the hug to unravel and then Qenan opened the car glass looks annoying face there. A sinless face looked at the wife.

"Who is Nadira?"

"Nothing. He just doesn't want me to stay. Is there?"

Dion clucking. "Yes to the bus. We're leaving soon."

But Qenan flirted, not caring about what Dion said because he still wanted to linger with Nadira.

Dion sighed seeing Qenan not move in the slightest. "Ra.." call her.

"Kc.. Don't call Ra, it's my dear call." it's not Nadira who said it was Qenan.

Nadira and Dion stared at Qenan making the stared one feel astonished. "Why?"

Nadira shakes. "Let's get out, I'm leaving too."

Qenan got out of the car first and opened the car door for Nadira but he lost quickly with his sister-in-law because Dion had already opened the door for Nadira.

"Lo really likes to make Qenan angry Ion.." Nadira and Dion chuckled at Qenan's annoyed face.

Actually, he was happy to see Qenan was jealous.

"Mending you find a girlfriend again rather than bothering me with my wife." said Qenan full of frustration to Dion. Even his face was already flushed red from the restrained anger.

Dion felt victorious because this was what he wanted to see.

"Gue if you want to have a girlfriend is also a lot of stock. But I don't want to be our best friend on that one. I'll wait another 5 minutes." Dion just passed by.

"Dion, I made provisions for you to eat ya.."

"Where?"

"There is the same Qenan." replied Nadira in the thumbs up by Dion walking just like that.

Nadira smiles at the face of the husband who is sulking.

"I left ya.." he said still looking up at the husband.

"I am also leaving" said Qenan but did not move.

"Udah there." throw Nadira out but Qenan still flinch.

Qenan reached into the phone in his pants pocket typing something without a word said from his mouth and then put the phone back into his pocket.

"I ordered a taxi, take good care of yourself.."

Nadira smiled as she heard him. Who is not happy if the couple is sensitive to us.

"Thank you" he said, his smile not breaking.

Qenan nodded and looked down on Nadira's lips without a care there were some students in the school parking lot. The more excited when the kiss is avenged.

"Let's take me to the front before our bus leaves" Qenan said after the kiss was released due to almost out of breath.

Nadira nodded but felt Qenan's finger rubbing gently on her lips. The swipe felt very slow according to Nadira.

The online taxi that Qenan ordered arrived, Qenan opened the taxi door for Nadira. Seeing that the car had driven away he went straight to the tourist bus that would take him to the top.

A faint smile saw his two best friends looking at him with annoyed faces. I can confirm that they have been waiting for him for a long time.

But Qenan is still Qenan, already know his two friends are upset at him and even pass them by.

"Because the next two days are the schedule of IPS1 classes, I have to be there do not separate myself to the others." said Dion then he chose to sit close to Qenan and Nazeef.

"Where are the supplies from Dira?" dion asked as the hand approached the open supply of Qenan.

Plaques

"It's mine, it's yours."

...****...

The course ended, Nadira had also said Nina had to move when Qenan came home. At this time his best friend was making a road deal with Arga.

Maybe Nina needs some entertainment, she thought.

"Where am I now? Melinda also went home." she asked herself.

Nadira breathed a rough breath. "Bright.. I just want you to know that papa is not home tonight. Oh my.."

Nadira continued to walk out of campus, not forgetting he greeted the students of his class.

"Na.. Nana.." someone Nadira knew very well called him.

Actually Nadira heard and recognized the voice but he could not turn around. No, it will not turn around because it is the same as giving the opportunity for the past to come back in the present.

But alas, people from Nadira's past have stood upright in front of Nadira with a kempis chest.

"What's wrong?" nadira asked who had just realized that person was also a student at the same university.

That person is Rendi, Nadira's ex-boyfriend. The person Nadira really doesn't want to meet.

"How are you Na?" asked Rendi with a fluffy smile.

"Much better when you don't see your sister. Excuse um.

Nadira passed just like that even though Rendi still called with her favorite title. Disgusting call he thought.

"Look Qenan.. There hasn't been a day you don't exist but they can be a nuisance." Nadira continued to grumble until the taxi he ordered was in front of him.

The taxi took him home to Surya's father. He could also feel the desolation of the big house. I don't know why his heart ached when his half-sister's name flashed.

"Surely you're lonely, aren't you Ion?"

"Miss want lunch?" ask bi Asih when she sees Nadira arriving in the kitchen.

"Yes bi.."

With deft aunt Asih provides lunch on the dining table.

"Auntie's eating?" ask Nadira.

"Not yet."

"Eat here with Nadira ya Bi, Nadira is lonely."

Bi Asih nodded then took the plate and sat down in front of Nadira. This was not the first time Asih's aunt had eaten at a table with Nadira.

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**Sorry mom yes, three days this mom is really busy because at home there are members of work so mom is ready to eat and drink.

Thank you very much for the readers beloved mother who always faithfully awaits the mother novel.

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May we be in God's protection**..