A SECRET WIFE of High School Children

Wido the lover

A few nights ago in a fancy apartment. A grown man had just sprinkled his body next to the little woman he had just daggered.

Wido screeched then got up leaving the little lady. He was so sick of the face he thought was pretending to be sad because he had just dizzy.

When he first touched her some time ago, he was not the first man to sleep with the little woman.

"Stop pretending like you're tormented like that. Where was your haughty face when I hurt the woman I loved?"

While putting on the shirt, he looked down at the woman and smiled obliquely. "I warn you, if I find out you're going to hurt Nadira then your life is at stake." Wido left from the back room where the little lady was.

...****...

The little woman's body seemed to tremble in fear. True said his master, where was his haughty face first?

That haughty face had turned into a face full of fear. Afraid her mother is looking for her and brings her back home and will live with the man she is so afraid of.

That little girl is Rania. She has a bitter story, mama Luciana divorced and decided to marry again.

Not to disagree, but his stepfather was the one who cut the wound. Until those fears continue to accompany him until fate brings him together with an adult man named Wido Prasetyo.

Although the adult man treated her very badly especially since knowing she had hurt Nadira boyfriend of the guy she likes. His treatment is getting worse but he doesn't bother about it.

"Fortunate is your life Nadira." he said curled up on the bed.

...****...

After cleaning up, Wido looked back at the flat object screen to see the stock news today.

A free-living Wido has returned. Just like when living in France.**** is common there as well as her.

"Do I have to be like before? if I had a chance to spend a day with Nadira, I would learn to let go of this feeling."

Wido recalled a long time before Nadira was in contact with his nephew, Rendi.

That afternoon when Nadira walked home from school. He knew very well that the distance from the school with the orphanage was quite far and wondered why Nadira was only walking that day? but he just kept following.

He's like a stalker trying to kidnap people's girls. Sometimes Nadira suddenly stopped because of fatigue and sat on the side of the road, he quickly hid when Nadira was in a daze.

Or he will pretend to be a pedestrian just like Nadira even if judging from his appearance is very unsuitable because at that time he was wearing a formal suit.

Suddenly he remembered those memories again.

*Any feelings

You're making me feel like a lunatic

Visiting something at all times, making sure something

And for what?

Want to know this, that, then come back sad

What really did it do?

Is this love too deep*?

...****...

Just like the previous morning, Wido had already left for Surya's papa house. He was always disciplined if the problem of time, work, family, only romance until now was never intact in his heart.

Whole but loved ones don't know that.

What about that little lady? the answer is that he doesn't care.

As said at that time, the little lady was his slave. All needs have been provided in the apartment and do not prohibit if you want to go to school and continue college.

Pay woman? no. gabe.

He is a slave.

If the little woman wants to go and be free from him please because there is no desire for responsibility in the mind of Wido.

How pregnant?

He is not a stupid man who easily sows seedlings to women.

"Good morning sir." said as papa Surya approached the car and quickly opened the passenger door.

"In the morning, why still act like I'm your master Wido? I've said many times, you're my sister."

Wido smiled in response to that.

"Why not eat breakfast in there? both my son and my daughter-in-law are inside."

He closed the car door and then turned around and opened the steering door, when he was about to get into the car his body was fixated when he saw Nadira smiling at him.

At least I saw your smile.

"Ladyboy.."

Wido woke up directly into the car carrying Surya papa to KUSUMA BANGSA High School.

"Wido, until when are you single? I'm the same age you used to marry twice."

Wido silently did not respond.

"My daughter is married." said Surya again.

"Wait for my sister's daughter to be a widow if so." he replied to Surya's father with honesty.

Papa Surya chuckled at that and then shook his head.

"Don't do that, we can work on Reno a little." papa Surya considers what Wido said is a joke.

Wido just smiled because that was his love.

The love for Nadira is truly sincere without having to force it to have.

*My love is listening, not talking.

Because every day I can talk without any love,

Talk, talk, and talk, and talk,

But it takes love to listen, to listen,

Listen with patience,

Listen without getting bored and tired.

My love is giving, not receiving.

Do lovers need to be accepted?

Do lovers want answers?

Absolutely not,

I can continue to give without expecting to receive.

Because that is how my love actually*.

The car he was riding had arrived at the children's school parking lot from Papa Surya. There was a sense of tightness in the chest watching Nadira continue to be near Qenan.

But once again he had to control himself, now was no longer the time he had to be angry or do evil to others in order to have Nadira be his.

Shame of age.

Let how destiny play into his heart now. Just as water flows in a river, it is like a leaf that falls from a tree and falls into a river stream so it airily follows where the current takes it.

Staying afloat even though shaken by the waves, do not falter when the flow begins to recede, undaunted when the flow back up to hit the rocks.

He believed, there will be a time when there will be someone who also loves him so deeply.

Be it her love or another woman.

That afternoon was still at KUSUMA BANGSA High School, he sat not far from the venue. He saw Nadira was following his nephew with a schoolgirl.

He chuckles amusedly at the behavior of Nadira who is a stalker like himself.

The dim weather with a gentle breeze made Nadira's long brown hair float around adding to her beauty.

*You know, you're rustling the wind, you know,

If I may, I'd like to leave a lot of things to you,

Tell him a lot of words, tell him,

But I can't do that, though,

Let God see everything.

🌸*

Seriate..