Mahram To Azira
Chapters 28.2
Whether heard or not, the surface of Azira's stomach shook again. But this time the movements were quite light which astonished him.
"Mas, I'm his mother." Azira. It was just a wonder to hear her husband would rather call her 'father's wife' than Mother.
She rubbed her husband's hair. Her itchy hands wanted to pull Kenzie's straight black hair, but her tender heart refused to allow her to do that.
Kenzie chuckles. His lips hummed softly feeling the gentle rubbing of his wife's hand on his head. Kenzie doesn't like having his head touched by anyone else except his parents. He considered that the head was a sacred part of his body. Only Umi and Abah are allowed to touch. The story is different if you meet people with high religious knowledge such as teachers or scholars, he will not hesitate to bow his head asking for their touch. For the hands of those who bathed in the science of religion God is always in the pleasure of Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala.
Now he meets his soul mate, Azira Humairah. She likes to even consider Azira's touch as an opium factor for her. Other than Umi, only Azira was the only woman allowed to touch the top of her head without reluctance.
"But you're my wife. There is nothing wrong with my words." He defended himself.
"Alright, just like Kenzie. I am the wife of Kenzie and I am also the mother of our son, Masya Allah is fortunate that I was given the opportunity to have both of these noble titles."
Kenzie kisses the surface of Azira's belly lovingly. Next he got up and sat down beside Azira. The left hand circled around Azira's waist while the right hand still stroked the stomach to calm the little one who often disturbed Azira.
"No, you're wrong. We are the lucky ones to have you here. Without you, maybe I would never have felt what it would have been like to have a racing heart when I saw a woman and without you, maybe I won't feel what it's like to not be willing to turn a moment away from your eyes. Without you, maybe I would never feel what it feels like to feel jealous and sad when I see other men looking at you let alone to attract your attention. Without you, I might never have felt the joy of knowing that you were carrying my seed, containing my own flesh and blood. Makes me wonder how this child will be after birth, whether he looks like you or me, might as well have both our parts in him. For this kid, I sometimes feel annoyed and happy. Exasperated because he makes it difficult for you and happy because he is the fruit of our two precious hearts. All this because of you, Azira. I am happy and can feel these kinds of emotions because you are present in my life. So I am very grateful to you for being present to be my companion, the future Mother of my children. Truly, the angel of my world who makes the angels of heaven jealous, you have made me send prayers and hopes to God, I made me work hard to seduce God that you would be created not only to be an angel of my world but also to be my heavenly woman, a gift that I will find in the end for the trials I have passed in the world. Just you, I don't want anything else. If it wasn't for you, then I wouldn't want Azira." Pure Kenzie is far from his heart.
She loves Azira, loving her to the point where Azira must be her heavenly woman in the afterlife. Never tired of him asking in every prostration he made, throwing a prayer to the sky to seduce the Most Romantic to unite them both not only in the world but also in the hereafter.