The Secret Wife of the BEM Chairman

The Secret Wife of the BEM Chairman
Eat Both


Nara, Gibran, and Syakila seemed to enjoy the atmosphere there. Nara put Syakila in the gazebo that had been filled with a blanket belonging to Syakila.


"After hearing my story, has your outlook changed?" gibran asked suddenly while holding Syakila's small hand.


"Hmm, no. Do friends look at the past? I'm glad to hear stories about you too." Nara smiled as she saw Gibran playing with his daughter.


"If my husband were as warm as Gibran," said Nara.


"Tomorrow you're back home, right?" ask Gibran.


"Yes, I told you my parents and they agreed." Nara opened her phone and just discussed her return.


"If so be careful. Let me know if you're there." Gibran looked at Nara gently.


"Yes, I'll tell you tomorrow."


Gibran looked at Syakila with an anxious gaze, causing Nara to repeatedly salting and feeling that Gibran was much better than her husband.


"Syakila is so funny. Can I carry a sling?" ask Gibran.


"Can?" Nara seemed to doubt the man.


"Can dong. I also have a little bang." Gibran was getting ready to hold Syakila.


Nara took Syakila and gave it to Gibran. The boy didn't protest at all or anything, not even cry. Syakila even continued to laugh while together with Gibran.


"You think, as Syakila's mother and college child, I should be ashamed or stick to my usual life?" asked Nara suddenly.


"Why embarrassed? If you're a funny kid, you should be 22, right? Age 22 is a reasonable age if you are married and have children. Ignore the words of people, love your child." Gibran gave the solution to the woman.


"I still want to play like my other friends. Sometimes if they invite me to play, I often refuse because I have to pick up Syakila and have to go home soon. I also can't if I don't nyuin Syakila, it must hurt." Nara looked at Syakila with tears almost flowing down her cheeks.


"You walk the same way I gini, not including play?"


"Eh?" Nara's mind opened and she confirmed what Gibran had said.


"Don't care too much about their words, asked yes answered, if you can't answer yes don't answer. Say aja kepo! Or whatever, move on to something else. You're just not ready if Syakila gets caught by the public. Could threaten Rendi's scholarship too, right?" Gibran understood what Nara was feeling.


Hearing Gibran say that, Nara could not give up anymore, because what was said by the man was true. It's just a matter of time, where he hasn't been able to accept everything. He wants to be free from Syakila and free from himself. But it looks very selfish.


Gibran looked towards Nara and held her head gently.


"Don't think much. Now, you focus on Syakila. Take care of your own body. Very small now, it looks really cool if it's hot." Gibran mocked the woman.


"Ih! Let it be, I'm breastfeeding, what I eat is the end to Syakila as well" Nara protested to the man.


Gibran chuckled softly at the woman's words that looked upset. Nara's face was getting sweeter in her eyes.


"Want to eat? I'll deal with it," asked Gibran.


"Yes, I'm good because I can see Syakila." Gibran seems increasingly anxious with his daughter Nara.


"Yes here, whatever you want to eat, which is important good and suitable for me. There's still 1 hour!" Nara takes Syakila from within Gibran's arms and rearranges Shakila's belongings. Gibran helped Nara, and they left the place.


It was seen that some people were talking about them in the back, looking at Nara and Gibran with a cynical look, some were pitying. But behind still talking.


"Pity, where is young." The words reached Nara's ears.


"Former to not be horrified. Ignore it, what matters is that you're happy." Gibran rubbed Nara's back, as if giving her strength.


They also went to a ramen shop that was not crowded enough, but always became a subscription to Gibran. He also made sure that Rendi did not get to this area, so he invited Nara to a place that rarely campus people know even come.


Seen as the shop was lined up and so quiet, Gibran ordered food for Nara and chose a lesehan place so that Nara could put Syakila to sleep next to him.


Until the food came and they both ate the food greedily.


"Out of course, let Syakila seneng be able to eat good food!" Gibran seemed happy when he saw Nara also enjoying the food.


"Gibran .. If your mother is not there, who do you live with?" Nara still seems curious about Gibran's life.


"My father worked as a director of a company. Usually, if the girls already know papa's job must immediately ask me a lot of things. Assume that I'm their walking ATM. That's why I never wanted to have a boyfriend again." Gibran recounted his frustration with the women in his past.


"Hmm, pantesan very easy to mengebayarin. How come you go when I'm even scattering money?" ask Nara.


Gibran only realized, if he seemed willing to spend anything for Syakila and Nara. Until Nara even realized such a thing.


"I'm gemes with Syakila. So don't want me to take you too so we can go long." Gibran seems to give a statement that makes Nara laugh immediately.


"Jeez .. I was horrified that there was an om-om in front of me." Nara teased the man.


Until when they were busy joking, Syakila also whined and cried. Gibran quickly held Syakila and calmed the boy down.


"You eat first, it's over here!" gibran said while holding Syakila.


Nara smiled at the man's behavior, he immediately finished his food and when it was over. Nara immediately held Syakila and unbuttoned her clothes, preparing to breastfeed Syakila.


"Dam!" Gibran shouted when he saw Syakila unbutton his shirt.


"Why? Is there no one here?" said Nara while breastfeeding Syakila and covered her chest with a sling.


"I what do you consider? The devil?" gibran said nervously.


"He he, yes I closed it. The chastisement is finished! I want this afternoon, later scolded Rendi I got," pinta Nara.


Gibran immediately finished his meal and tried to focus, how could he focus on what was in front of him? Repeatedly Nara's clear white chest was visible in Gibran's eyes and made Gibran's face flushed.


"Ow ... Why would Nara dare nyuin Syakila in front of me anyway?! I'm a guy too!" stir Gibran inwardly, and immediately turned his gaze in the other direction when his food was up.