The Badboy Secret Wife

The Badboy Secret Wife
Girl But Not Virgin



Nadira and Arash returned home in the morning blind from the hotel. Arash said nothing as soon as he got in front of Nadira's house. There was no thank you, no word of talak so Nadira felt his fate was hanging at this time.


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Nadira is wearing a uniform. He was still staring at her face that was carelessly in the mirror that was stuck to the wall of the room.


Nadira looked sorry. Lara's grief was swirling on her beautiful face. Last night he had just lost his chastity. This morning Nadira was still dreaming and last night was also part of her nightmare. Unfortunately, it's all real.


And this morning, she started her new day as a high school girl who is no longer a virgin.


Tidiiit! Tidiiit!


Nadira was made aware of the sound of a horn from outside the fence of his house. Nadira walked 2 steps towards the window and saw a young man wearing the same uniform as himself was already standing by there.


Nadira did not want to waste time, he went outside the room, went downstairs and locked the door. Nadira put away his turmoil and had to approach the day to stay focused on learning in school.


"Can't you be contacted?" ask the young man.


His name is Kaizan, commonly called Kai. Kai is a close friend of Nadira's. He drives a red sport bike for hundreds of millions. Kaizan is one of the most popular students in school.


"Nad, what's wrong with you? How come your face is like this? Crying, huh? What the hell is it?" Kai immediately suspects Nadira's condition.


"We're going straight away. Let's not get stuck." Nadira dodged and immediately put on the helmet he had tote from home. Nadira immediately climbed into the seat behind Kai's back.


But Kai did not immediately turn on the motor again, Kai instead opened his head back and still left his helmet visor open so that he could look at Nadira freely.


"What's wrong?" Kai's eyes were demanding.


"Later on, now we don't have much time."


"Is this still about your brother?" Kai's eyes were a little smoldering when he questioned Brother. It seems Kaizan already knows very well that Galang always pestered Nadira's life.


"Now, Kai. We only have 30 minutes left before Mr Muh closes the school gates! Go, move!"


"But you have to be clear later!"


"Yesn ...."


Kaizan gave up and started the engine. After making sure Nadira is in a comfortable position, he also slid towards Harapan Bangsa High School, where they demanded knowledge.


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Throughout the lesson in the first hour, Nadira lost her focus. The look in his eyes was blank, his mind was investing into last night's moment. The moment when Galang battered, the moment when he was married and the moment when Arash did it.


"Nad?"


Ms. Intan, the Mate-matika teacher who was explaining the lesson in front of the class realized that one of her students was staring daydream. In fact, his reprimand was not heard by Nadira.


All eyes in the class were staring at Nadira who was sitting on the bench in the middle row.


"Daughter Nadira!" Ms. Intan raised her voice and Nadira was still unmoved. His imagination flew back to the moment when Arash forcefully inserted his remains leaving a speck of trauma unfolding in Nadira's mind.


"Aww!" Nadira rubbed his forehead and grimaced in pain. Nadira only realized that the entire class was looking at him. He became embarrassed and also afraid because Bu Intan who was famous killer throughout Hope Nation was walking towards him.


"Where are your eyes? Where are you kuping? Where are your focus?" Nadira was flocked with some questions from the 40-year-old woman.


"Sorry, Mom ...." Nadira just looked down.


"You know I don't like it when students don't pay attention! I don't want my explanation to be in vain! You know that, right?" Ms. Intan snapped.


"Sorry, Mom."


"Try to mention the 1 that I explained in front of the class earlier! Mention it!" his orders.


Nadira was a bit confused. Really, his mind is blank now. There's nothing he remembers. Nadira started sweating from fear.


"Okay, it's obvious that you don't pay attention to me at all! Please out!" Uncompromising, Ms. Intan kicked Nadira out of the class.


Nadira did not fight. He knows he's wrong. Ms. Intan will not listen to any alibi, therefore Nadira just complied to leave the class.


No one dared to speak. There are some friends who look satisfied with Nadira but there are also those who feel sorry.


Nadira went to the front of the class. It was very quiet and quiet there. When all the students were in the class, Nadira instead had to enjoy the hours of lessons in the corridor alone.


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Arash is a 4th semester student at a private university in Jakarta. She is a popular student coveted by women.


Handsome, dashing, wealthy, popular and also dominant. Although known to be badung and rough, but it all adds to his charisma. Many girls lined up to get his attention, but only a handful could interact with the 21-year-old.


"Actually I'm the same as Galang! But yes, I also do not want if Galang escaped from the debt of 20 million!" pradit. Pradit is the only member of the Thunder Gang who is on campus with Arash.


"I think kids are stupid too! He asked me to halalin, that means I can ask for an inner ration whenever I want! Not bad, now I have the media every time I want to," said Arash so sneaky.


They were sitting in the smoking area on the spacious campus courtyard. Their language is still around the events of last night and Pradit secretly kepo with the process of repayment of debts between Arash and Nadira.


"Try lo spill a little! How's it feel, Rash? During this time you always refuse the offers of ladies who voluntarily offer their bodies to elo?!"


"Don't! That's my personal domain!" reject Arash and Arash does not want to tell her erotic experience together with Nadira last night.


"But you're free of him, right? Your business with that girl is too bad, right?"


Arash remembered that he had not spoken talaq to Nadira. Arash smiled cunningly and he did not seem like he would just pass Nadira off.


"Gue unplug!" Suddenly, Arash stops and prepares to leave.


"Well, where are you going? Our conversation isn't over, Rash?!"


Arash does not care about Pradit and continues to walk to the parking area.


"Rashh! There is still 1 more class woy!" pradit and Arash said no matter, he kept going. In Arash's mind to go to Harapan Bangsa High School, of course, he wants to not check what his secret wife is doing and who is with whom at his current school.