Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Clever in camouflage

Breakfast was a bit late, of course, walking so calmly. Azka and I both quietly enjoyed the dishes I made. Azka was not as dirty when she was in the room.

"I'm ahead Ka. When it's over, I'll take care of it."

I got up from my chair too. She why? Wasn't he just nosy half-dead?

I see my cake shop is pretty crowded. Sis and the others looked very busy. The employees of the mother totaled ten people. Each day is divided into two shifts. But, special for Sisi. He went from morning to war. But, he also got his due.

I walked to the storefront and went back and forth several times to the oven baking a cake .

"Well help, sis sisi?", I offered help.

"From now on, help miss boss! Better now you sit down."

"Why is that?"

The side legs approached me. I whispered something that made my eyes go wide. Sis sis know???? How can? My feeling of walking as usual.

Visitors began to be quiet, the children partially entered the kitchen area. It was just me and the other side in front.

"Where does sis know?"

"Not to be asked, Na. Sisi experienced it too. Initially yes.so it is.but after that.bikin nagih....hihihihi...."

"Don't...sister side!", my face must have met red.

"Najma, borrow your cell phone!", Azka said.

"Make what?"

Azka's hand held out in front of me. But I still gave her my smart phone.

Seen Azka typing something on my phone.

"Nih.!", he handed it back to me. I saw the last activity on my phone. Turns out he put his cell phone number in my phone. What kind of married couple is this? The bodies are united, but the cell phone number is only known now?

Brother Sisi watched Azka closely. Same with other employees. Azka who felt noticed so much felt keki.

"Why look at me like that?", Azka set her eyes on the sis and the other employees.

"Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?"

Ouch ...formal and polite once you Ka! Inversely if you are both with me.

"Side? Why do you and the others see me like this?"

"Hem...kanya...ada ferocious yes Mr Azka?", ask the side of the prank.

"Heavy? Who?", asked Azka on the side.

"Who else is.", sis glanced at me. And so do the other kids.

I felt like a suspect pointing at my own face.

"I? Why the same me? What's so crazy?", I don't understand. Azka did not respond to anything. Huh! He returned to cool-ass mode in front of everyone. But.mesum if with me.

"Look at it!", the sis pointed at the plaster around Azka's neck.

"Why did Azka's neck try if it wasn't for his wife's ferocity?", lemes once the mouth of this sidefoot.

"That's a lot Mr Azka?", ledek kak sisi. Azka just smiled.

Ugghhhh. Very clever he camouflaged in front of his brother and children. Just drop my pride.

"Mas want to go to the hotel first, later if you have time for lunch at home. If not, eat at the hotel!"

"Yes!", I replied briefly. He doesn't know how bad I feel.

I also grabbed the back of his hand. Kiss it with reverence.

"Assynnya!"

"Glambeach!"

Azka also drove off in my mother's car. Maybe, the car with the brand that I have is not comparable to the azka car that lined up neatly in the garage of his parents' house car.

"Where does Hem feel.?", asked Sis sisi.

"What the hell is that feeling?"

"Don't act naive. Just haku! That's the same neck, Mr. Azka's arm must be because of you, right?"

"Lugu what the hell? Not everything is what you think!"

"Then?", the sis folded her hands on her chest. His style was like a boss who was reprimanding his subordinates. Am I the boss?

"Then what the hell, brother?"

"All the plaster on Mr Azka's neck and arms?"sis-sisi began to test my patience.

"Hey, you guys. Go back to the kitchen. Don't interrupt the adult's conversation!", preach the made-up sis as if she's fierce.

"Say Nana! Why is Mr. Azka's neck full of plaster? The feeling this morning when he asked for breakfast for you, wasn't like that."

"That's just plaster, why the question?"

"Yes, once a seed or two. Well that?", sis-sides like pressing me.

"Yes.iya ..that was me brother. Satisfied?", I snapped. I guarantee the children who were kepo also heard it.

"Wow..kak side did not expect you as great as it makes kissmarks everywhere? "

"Kissmarks? Sisi was wrong. That's not the real story."

"Then actually?"

"I. I clawed at her brother. Not intentionally, brother!"

"Not intentionally, but that much?"

"Yes.yeah.ya. end of azka do it repeatedly.I.I will be a screech of my own sis!", I shouted.

My mouth cannot be controlled like this! I just hit my soft mouth.

"Finally..gaku too, right? Isn't it wrong to say that you are violent? Hahahaha", sis sis left me at the front desk.

I grabbed my phone. I immediately pressed the last call that was written under the name "MY HUSBAND".

"Hem...!", said Azka across the street.

" Asalamualaikum!"

"Goddessalam! Why sweetheart? Don't tell me you miss me!"

"Yes.kuh ya. Success knows that I am not ashamed!"

"Cock I'm embarrassing you? wh why? Don't you want to embarrass me with pink plaster and cartoon pictures?"

How could Azka know?

"Your mah! Tau ah!", I immediately turned off the phone call.

Azka, who was driving towards the hotel, smiled. He recalled how cute and adorable his little wife was. He's smart in academics, but too innocent in this sort of thing.