Holy Marriage
Standby s2
Azzam's whining at the box woke Alan up. Alan glanced at the wall clock at 01:15 am. He looked at Anna who was writhing and woke up to the sound of Azzam.
“Let me aja.” With a swift glance, Alan jumped down from the bed and prevented Anna from getting out of bed. Alan grabbed Azzam's body and checked the pampers his son was wearing. Alan already understood very well, in such hours, Azzam must have whined when he felt uncomfortable. There was no other reason other than him urinating and getting his diapers wet.
“Ooh... Ask for a change of diapers yes, dear!” Alan took one pampers off the shelf and then painstakingly replaced the Azzam pampers. That's what Alan does every night. He did not want to see his wife tired, or skeedar disturbed his sleep. Let the exhausted Alan rather than Anna bear the burden alone. It's enough that Anna's struggle to conceive a child that will carry on the generation of Alan, it's enough pain that Anna bears when giving birth to her son, not to be added again. Unless Azzam wants to suckle, Alan wakes up Anna. Alan was also literate to wait for Anna to finish breastfeeding Azzam. After Anna finishes breastfeeding, Alan will take over Azzam and put Azzam back in the box.
And now, look at Azzam's wide-ranging eyes. The adorable baby was laughing at his papa. He prattled his feet, lifted his feet and held the toe wrapped in socks.
“Bobok again yes, dear! Papa sleepy!” Alan smiled looking at his son's chubby cheeks.
Instead of sleeping, Azzam laughed and continued to babble. Forced Alan to accompany Azzam, serving his son to play even though he briefly yawned due to drowsiness that attacked with great. This is the risk of having a child.
“Sstt... Your mother is sleeping, don't look for her laugh. Papa's son is very hard, anyway?” Alan pinched his son's cheeks.
Azzam answered with babbling and laughter, then looked down and fiddled with the picture of his bed.
“Yeah, when is his sleep, son? How, even play, baby?” Alan stretched Azzam's body, but Azzam instead screamed for refusing to be stretched. He still wants to play.
“Pssst shh...” Alan glanced at Anna who was asleep in bed, worried that his wife would be disturbed. Alan holds Azzam's body and takes him out of the room so that Azzam's unbending screams don't bother Anna.
Alan takes Azzam to the nursery, where Azzam plays and rests during the day with Arni.
Nimble, Azzam crawled after his toy. Then sit sweetly playing the car.
An hour passed, Azzam did not look sleepy. Even Alan's head was swayed due to heavy drowsiness.
“If play continues, when is sleep, Baby?”
Seeing Azzam who was still playing, Alan finally carried Azzam and took him for a walk downstairs. With a walk, Alan hoped Azzam would be sleepy and fall asleep. Sure enough, Azzam soon fell asleep in Alan's arms.
Alan takes Azzam back to the nursery and he wakes Arni, telling the baby sitter that Azzam was put to sleep in the room. Arni is ready to take care of him. Alan then returned to his room and snuck into the blanket, his arms hugging Anna.
Anna smiled feeling the warm touch of her husband's burly arms. He was proud of Alan, who was ready to stand guard at midnight to take care of the child. Alan, a hardworking figure who is so affectionate and considerate to his son and wife.
Anna returned Alan's embrace by stroking the back of the man's hand.
“Met bobok, dear,” whispered Alan made the corner of Anna's lips interested.
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