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Go to sleep, my dear wife!

After eating and packing they both went straight to Azka's house. It was the house they were going to live in while their Azka parents lived outside the city. Because his current company is Azka, Yudha chose to take care of his other business with his wife.

"Still sick?" asked Azka when she saw the wife's face looked not okay.

"Huh?"

"Think what?" tanya Azka focused on the streets.

"I don't think about anything, I'm tired again" elak Azkia.

"Related?" tanya Azka made sure.

"Yes," Azkia replied as she nodded, then there was no silence at all. Only the sound of engines and other vehicle laxons filled their journey.

Actually Azkia's mind was still fixed on the instastory that marked it earlier. Fortunately, Azka is not very active with social media, she does not like cyberspace too much. So it can be calculated how many times Azka open social media for one year.

After making their journey, the two finally arrived at a house that is no stranger to either Azkia, the house of Azka. They were greeted by Yudha and Kayla. Azkia gets a warm hug from Kayla. Kayla felt relieved that her only child had been taking care of her, she hoped Azkia could give the affection she had rarely given to Azka.

"Mommy's son is home?" asked Kayla's mother while hugging Azka.

"It's so, '" Azkia answered, because Azka was silent.

"Let's eat first, mama is ready for your favorite food," invited mama Kayla while holding Azkia's arm.

While Azka was talking with Yudha in the guest room, they discussed some projects Azka would be handling. From the moment of his betrothal to Azkiah, little by little Azka had begun to receive the affection given by Yudha and his wife. Although not shown directly, but Azka knew that both her parents loved her. And now Azka began to get close to them thanks to Azkiah. Although slowly Kayla is convinced they can be like before.

"Bah, Kaka.. Let's have dinner first!" take mama Kayla.

Then they ended the conversation and followed the kitchen. There was Azkia sitting in front of Kayla's mother, they both looked so familiar that Azka smiled thinly.

Azka sat next to his wife, and Azkia deftly took the rice and the side dish with Azka. It was taught by Mama Kayla how to serve all the needs of her husband and how to be a good wife.

"Thank you" said Azka.

Azkia nodded, her hands breaking out in cold sweat as this was only the first time Azkia had picked up rice for her husband.

Then they all ate quietly only the clanking of spoons and forks could be heard.

"When is the honeymoon?" ask Yudha after she finished eating.

"Some," Azka answered while drinking her juice. Azkia remained silent and continued eating.

"Tomorrow, my mom can't wait to hold a grandchild! So this house will no longer be empty. Yeah, isn't it Kia?" said mama Kayla.

"Ohuukk!" hearing the in-law's words made Azkia choke, Azka quickly gave Azkiah a drink.

"Be careful" said Azka.

"Oh, baby, eat slowly" said Kayla's mother.

"Tomorrow doesn't matter, you're still on holiday" Yudha said.

"I-it seems not to be possible, tomorrow Kia must meet with the guidance counselor so that the script is quickly completed," said Azkia hesitated.

"Where's Kaka?" ask mama Kayla.

"She said the same thing, Kia." After saying that Azka said to go to her room to rest.

"Delayed what? I have," muttered Azka as she climbed the stairs to her room.

While Azkia still helps her mama clean up the leftovers, because today aunt Mira is on vacation. Yudha had returned to his room to prepare the goods to be brought, because later he would go out of the city with his wife.

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Azka was asleep on the case, the trip home made her tired after a night of sleep deprivation.

Azkia went into the room, she swept her eyes across the room she was going to be in. He was greeted with a distinctive Azka fragrance very noticeable when the door was opened.

The gray-and-white room looks comfortable. Azkiah's goods were neatly arranged with Azka's. There was a dressing table that Kayla deliberately provided for Azkia. Azkia did not need a new study table, because she could use Azka's study table.

After observing the room, Azkia decided to take a bath. Even though it was no longer painful, Azkia remained cautious.

After her bathroom business was over, Azkia sat down at the dresser. He observed his neck which still looked reddish, not one but more than two.

"What if I don't say tomorrow?" muttered Azkia while rubbing the reddish marks.

"Huft, out tomorrow Devira's meltedekin same Nayla." Inner Azkia, she was polishing her face with a little night cream. Do not forget he wears a moisturizer so that his lips do not dry.

Slowly Azkiah lay down his body next to Azka, he did not want to disturb the calm. Because the shadows of yesterday were still clear to Azkia.

But, that hope was destroyed when the heavy hand of Azka immediately pulled Azkia's body to get closer. His eyes were still closed, but he could feel if there was movement on his bed.

Azka held Azkia in her arms, as if Azkia was a bolster for her.

"Hubby, pelein.. I can't sleep like this," whined Azkia while pinching Azka's cheek.

"Cold," said Azka.

"If it's cold, wear a jacket" he said as he tried to take off the hand that coiled his stomach.

Azkia took pains to get out of Azka's arms, but unfortunately the more she tried the tighter the embrace Azka gave.

"Yourhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" dengus Azkiah.

"Be quiet, and go to sleep quickly, or I'll eat you" Azka said in a typical wake-up voice.

Hearing that made Azkia resigned, and tried to close her eyes in Azka's arms.

A few minutes after that, Azkia's breath sounded irregular, she was already sound asleep. Her face looked peaceful and beautiful that was what Azka saw.

Azka smiled looking at every inch of his wife's face, he still did not expect that now he had a life roll.

Azka kissed Azkia's forehead long enough, her hands inserted Azkia's hair child that covered her pretty face.

He gently rubbed Azkia's red-colored lips, then he kissed them at a glance so as not to wake Azkia up.

"Hmmm," Azkia felt her sleep being disturbed.

"Sleep, my wife, baby!" Azka patted Azkia's back slowly.

Making Azkia fall asleep again, then Azka also went to sleep with a hand that never let go of her embrace.

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