A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

You are amazing

"Dizziness my head I swear." grumbled Nazeef putting his stationery on the canteen table.

"Let's go to Zeef's cafe." take Qenan.

"Gue just sat down boy." complained Nazeef but did not rise to obey.

"It's an order."

Nazeef clucked in Qenan's footsteps.

"Gue nebeng." pinta Nazeef instantly caught the car keys suddenly thrown at him.

They get into the car in silence and that means the Qenan is in fashion because usually the work issues are discussed along the way.

"Is there an event at our cafe?" ask Qenan when the car has stopped in the parking lot of the Great Cafe.

Nazeef flicked his shoulders. "Gue hasn't opened the email boy."

"Same, even from last night I don't hold the hape."

They went down directly in the glee of the guests of the event and it made him even more upset.

The lines on his forehead shriveled over the treatment of the guests as well as bringing him and Nazeef to the event.

His eyes squinted paying attention to one of them standing behind his back at this moment.

Then he lyrics the watch perched on his left wrist.

"No college?" muttered.

There was a boisterous voice voicing his arrival and managed to make the girl he meant turn to see himself with his eyes wide open and then a second later the girl was grinning.

"Finally the owner of this cafe can join as well." said the hysterical event approached Qenan about to embrace his arm.

But swiftly he kept his body close to the girl who had noticed him without blinking.

When in front of the girl he moved his chin as a signal why is it here? and the girl's answer was just a grin and raised her two V-shaped fingers.

Not yet had Qenan spoken his arm had drawn Nazeef.

"Once in a while you have to join our clients" said Nazeef because he saw the rejection from Qenan.

"Udah there are lo too" said Qenan sewot and let people take pictures of him as well as Qenan.

But there is something interesting in this situation, the girl he approached was none other than the wife was looking at him with a manyun lips.

When their eyes are locked, the subconscious invites him to step closer to his wife.

Many eyes were watching them both. It even raises a lot of questions.

"Why did you get here?" tanya Qenan whispered right in Nadira's ear made her owner feel amused.

"So entered only one lecturer Nan, continued to be invited here because of my birthday meeting."

When Qenan was about to take Nadira to his room, a group of Nadira friends approached them.

"Nadira, know dong the same owner of the Great Cafe."

Nadira raised one eyebrow feeling astonished because these friends of his turned as if familiar with her. They are usually indifferent.

"Oh yes this knows Qenan." replied Nadira kindly.

With the spirit of friends Nadira stalling hands with a smile as sweet as possible.

But behold, Qenan did not crush the helping hand and did not even respond to them to upset them.

"Excited." muttered one of them.

"But he's handsome." continued another mutter.

"Nadira, how arrogant is that?" ask Sera who's birthday.

Nadira shrugged his shoulders.

"Well brother-in-law here too?" ask Nazeef who just joined them.

"UN-IN-LAW?"

Nazeef gasped at hearing a question similar to the girls scream.

"Yes my sister-in-law."

"Who's the sister-in-law you mean?" ask Sera.

Nazeef's explanation made the girls amazed and admired him even more.

"But sorry is the same attitude he is.. He will talk at length, soft and very sweet if the same life partner." continued Nazeef made the girls suddenly lethargic to hear 'living partner.'

"Who is your life partner? wait where am I?" asked Sera who she was the most prominent look.

Nazeef was made to gawk at the question. Suddenly remembered the threat of Qenan last time.

"You score yourself my sister-in-law." The safest sentence according to her.

Nadira just grinned the horse and his hands were in the air by saying say hello.

"Slow" said Qenan and then embrace Nadira's neck to bring him to the workspace.

Close the door of his workspace does not forget to lock it so that no one bothers. From earlier the face that was bent is now more bent to see Nadira was silent no sensitizing at all.

He let out a long sigh and sat his butt on the sofa letting Nadira spread his gaze in the room he had just come to.

Actually not much different at the Great Cafe where Nadira worked first. It's just that this workspace has a separate skate between its desk and Nazeef's desk.

Like two rooms with one door.

"Why you?" tanya Nadira sat next to Qenan.

Qenan who was leaning closed her eyes finally opened her eyes after hearing the question she had been waiting for.

"My head is dizzy and my stomach is hungry."

"Do you want me to go for a massage or eat first?" nadira asked worriedly.

"I want to eat you can?" ask Qenan. Honestly his missile already misses the touch of the wife.

Plaques

The blow on Qenan's arm was thrown by Nadira who felt nothing. "Can't Qenan yet.."

"Learn another way Ra, this really gives me a headache."

Nadira looked at the face of the beautiful Qenan, knowing that Qenan could not hold it anymore. It was not just once that he felt the missile awaken when Qenan embraced him.

But he doesn't know how to keep the missile quiet.

"You're still in your school uniform.."

"Later change." said Qenan with his heavy voice.

A second later his second lips were already seen interlocked. Since returning from Malaysia, this is the first time their lips have fused together to demand more of each other.

"Lookin?" nadira asked as he held Qenan's American missile.

"Ah yes Rara.. Louder.." said Qenan racoau. The sensation that Nadira gave him soared.

"Nadiraaa.." her moaning stirred.

The extraordinary sensation was increasingly felt by Qenan when Nadira obeyed what was in the Qenan intrusion, his hands were mas and pressing Nadira's head channeled a sense of pleasure that could not be valued with words.

"Pretty dear" he said looking at the face of Nadira who looked up at him.

Now his hands are working back and forth and one hand is enjoying two valuable assets owned by Nadira.

The hand movement is getting faster when the missile will explode.

He looked up to the great legitimate mende and looked back down to see the explosion melted in both valuable assets owned by Nadira.

With a breath of breath lifting Nadira's body into his lap then he approached his wife's body without disgust with the liquid explosion of his.

"Pity you.." kiss on Nadira's forehead and lips he gave.

Nadira hides her face on her chest. "I'm ashamed to be so wild."

Qenan. "I like it, I like it very much, baby.. You're amazing."

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Seriate..

*Sorry mom slow up.

Fever aged mother😭*