The Badboy Secret Wife

Who's Vinara?

The stretch of face wandering around the imaginary boundary finally came to light and paid for some of the longing that Arash had felt for days.

Her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose and her juicy lips are beautiful paintings that Arash can't find anywhere. The painting is only on Nadira.

"He he." Nadira even held back a laugh but the sound of his laughter escaped just like that made Arash realized from his openness.

"Ngapain laughing?" ask her with an annoyed face.

"If Kak Arash's head is also rebounded, Arash's brother is like a real mummy, wkwk," replied Nadira and still laughing.

"Fuckin' shit! Even whatnot!" rutuk Arash.

Nadira immediately diverts again to the rear camera so that Arash loses Nadira's face again.

"Hey!" Arash was upset.

"No want to! Brother Arashnya still fierce, still why I'm 'fucking'," protested Nadira.

Arash smiled wryly. He did not think that Nadira really did protest and resistance.

"More protests huh?! Who do you think you are?" Arash exploded again, he was indeed difficult to control.

"So, who do you think you are? You seem to have not changed! I wanted to forgive you for all of you! I think this accident will make you change, at least more appreciative of people, including me! Turns out the impact on the head is less hard huha? Or is your head too hard?" namel Nadira.

Arash. All ages, other than by his mother, Arash was never taken for granted like that.

"Whoever will be your future, whoever will be Kak Arash's wife, will definitely demand to be appreciated! Learn to respect others, especially women! As great as you are, you were born from the womb of a woman! Not from a rock!" Nadira continued to nag.

For some reason, after removing all the strings, Nadira's heart felt very plong. Really plong.

Nadira stared at Arash's still silent face and was dumbfounded after being sprayed with scolding by his secret wife.

"I'm sorry I wasn't polite, but reminding me it's not about being older to younger people! Anyone can advise, including me, what else am I this person you have paused! If you want to be angry, please do, whatever! The important thing is that I know what is good!" Nadira ended his talk with an apology.

For quite a long time, Arash was stunned. He remembered every word Nadira had said just now.

"Nad .." call Arash, but this time his voice is slow and soft, not as usual.

"Yes ..." said Nadira.

"Hurry home, I need you now." Arash's face also turned clear. No tightening face veins, no fiery eye spotting, suddenly Arash became a little softer after being romped.

"What do you do? Make oppressed? Make it a slave to lust?"

"Nad!"

"I'm back with Arash! Answer honestly, what exactly does it mean that I am in Arash's current life? Is it really a debt-redeemer? Just a lustful indulgence?" Nadira's question is a bit demanding. Nadira wants clarity.

"That can't be chitzed on the phone like this. Come home, let's talk about it, face to face!" answer Arash who softened over time.

"When I meet Mr. Arash to the Hospital, will Mr. Arash use it to trap me in the room and do the will as he pleases?"

"Nad! Here look! My hands are both badly hurt! Can't move freely! Well look! Look at it!" Arash was a bit stiff and then showed his hands and feet wrapped in bandages.

"Yes, tomorrow, I will go straight to the hospital as soon as I arrive in Jakarta" Nadira decided.

Arash was satisfied. Maybe Arash thought, if Arash's attitude softened, then over time Nadira will also be tame by itself.

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The day arrived ....

"Are you sure, Nad? The Arash again hunts you, you know, why do you even want to nyamperin him anyway? You were deliberately feeding yourself into the tiger cage, you know?" asked Galang who was worried about his sister.

"Don't say much! Galang, wait here, take care of my bag!" nadira answered confidently, he opened his helmet and left his big bag in the moror of Galang.

"Nad!"

Nadira does not care about Galang anymore, Nadira continues to walk to the main building to find the number of Arash's room.

As Nadira waits in front of the elevator door, she tries to be sure and ready to meet Arash. Nadira wanted to ascertain what his current status was. Nadira doesn't want to hang.

When the elevator door opened, by chance there was Rima-mama Arash who just came out of the elevator so that he had crossed paths with Nadira, only they did not know each other. Rima always took turns to take care of Arash's friends. From evening, night until morning, Arash's friends will be on guard.

And when he got to the floor and the room he was in, Nadira started by breathing and exhaling slowly, Nadira did it repeatedly several times.

Cktt, the door opened, Nadira was shocked but the one who came out was a nurse.

"Eh, duh, make me shocked," said the sister who was also shocked when she found Nadira standing right in front of the door of Arash's treatment room.

"Sorry, Sus."

"Yes, it's okay."

"But this is Arash's room, right? Patient was the victim of an accident 2 days ago" asked Nadira to confirm.

"Yes, right."

"Oh, thank you, Sus."

"Together." The sister left and after being convinced, Nadira went into the room of the Arash while closing her eyes at first while hoping that in the room there was no one but Arash.

"Nad?" sapa Arash who almost believes he does not believe that Nadira actually came to the Hospital to meet him. Since departing from Bandung 3 hours ago, Nadira has not replied to Arash's message.

Nadira opened his eyes and looked at Arash who was sitting half-lying on top of the gurney with wounds still covered in bandages on his legs and hands.

"She stayed there?! Here approaching!" said Arash impatiently wanted to meet face to face from a close distance with Nadira.

When it felt the situation was quite conducive, Nadira also walked closer with a heart that still felt pounding. Nadira tries to believe that Arash will not be rude anymore.

When it got to the right side of the Arash gurney ....

"It turns out the wound is this bad?" muttered Nadira and watched the injured hands and feet.

Meanwhile, Arash's eyes focused on Nadira, on the face he had longed for.

"Here, deketin!" pinta Arash then tried to grab Nadira's hand to get closer to him.

"No ah, here, no" Nadira refused.

Arash wants to be angry but he has promised he will not be cruel and arbitrary again to Nadira.

'Hold, Arash, hold! Don't let him run away again!' One side of Arash's heart whispered. Arash tried to stay calm.

Kriiiing, but a ringing phone is annoying, it happens that Arash's phone is on the right, lying just like that so easily Nadira can see the name that appears on the Arash mobile screen.

Vinara's!

"Vinara, who? College buddy Arash?"

The vinara? Arash was quite surprised when he found out that the one who called was Vinara, while nearby was also Nadira. Between Vinara and Nadira, it has almost the same meaning in Arash's life. Vinara is the woman he wants to be his future, while Nadira is the woman who slowly makes him comfortable.

Will Arash pick up the phone from Vinara in front of Nadira?