Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Because of Vicky

What an exhausting day. I came home more than Azka.

[Go home first Ka!]

I sent a chat to my husband. Still checklis grey.

I also rode my bike.

"Na!", call someone.

"Vicky?"

He grabbed my motor key. I tried to get it back but baby I can't take it.

"Reverse my keys Vick!", I asked.

"No. You come with me yuk!", take Vicky.

"I can't, I have to go home.it's been waiting for the store kids!"

"Well, I'm anterin!"

"No need. Here's the key!"

"Nana, why are you doing this now? Cold as me? Don't you feel the same way about me?"

"What the hell is Vicky? We've only been friends all this time, nothing more!"

"But we're almost backstreet right ?"

"Almost Vicky, not until it happens. Please give Vick the keys back!"

"I want to know what the reason is? Is there another guy? But all this time, I've never seen you walk the same way as any guy."

"What other reason? I told you, I can't be the same. The point! Don't ask why."

"I just want to know Na, maybe I can fix it until it's what you want."

"Vicky, please! I have to go home now!"

"Nana.", Vicky pulled my hand rough.

"Aw... untie Vick!", I chuckled. Where the parking lot is so quiet again.

"I'm free, but you're coming with me !"

"No, I said I had to go home!"

Vicky still keeps forcing me. Suddenly came someone with his baritone voice that I was very familiar with.

"Lepasin Najma!", he told Vicky.

"Sir teacher, this has finished school hours so the teacher is not entitled to take care of the affairs of the students, right?"

"I said, take off Najma's hand!"

Finally Vicky removed his grip from my wrist.

"You're not a student of this school anymore, you can't go in and out of here."

"Sir, you're just a teacher here. Don't set my rules. I'm just an alumnus of this school, but I also deserve to come here, right?"

"Yes, as long as it's not rude like it just was."

"This man has a problem what exactly? This father who is Nana? Why do you care so much about Nana?"

"Najma my student! I would also do the same if I saw other students being treated equally by you!"

I thought Azka would divulge our secret.

"Give me the keys to Najma, or I'll make sure that you can never again set foot in this school district."

Vicky handed the key to me. His face was flushed like boiled shrimp.

"Whose father do you think?"

"I'm a teacher here!"

"Let's see, whether tomorrow I will never set foot here or.the father who will never teach here!"

Vicky hurried to leave us.

"Go home! Don't go anywhere until I get home!"

"Ka, i...."

"We'll talk later at home. I still have to finish my job."

Azka left me. Is he angry?

"Ka! waita minute!"

I approached her.

"Are you angry with me?"

'"You think?"

"Don't ask me why?"

"Do you think I'm glad another man touched my wife?"

"You know, that's not what I want Ka! You see for yourself, how'd Vicky hold my hand?"

"You should have avoided if he approached you!"

"O Allah Ka, how should I be rich? I didn't know that he suddenly came, clutching my hand! "

"Go home, we'll talk at home!"

"Ka. come on, don't be such a kid. Why are you so jealous? I don't have anything with Vicky!"

But Azka kept walking away from me.

Azka jealous of vicky?

The trip home this time really made me not concentrate. Several times I braked suddenly because I did not see the vehicle in front of me.

After a few minutes, I finally got home. I parked my bike in front of the store.

"A damar, please enter the motorbike!"

Damar thumbs up at me. I sat down in the chair.

"Cock pouting Na? Why?", asked Sisi.

"Rubber!"

"Hem...capek what tired? The power is not!"

"Side is not knowing!"

"You know, tired face with all different faces. Same story on the side?"

"I'm confiding in the same side?"

"Whatever, if you want mah sis sisi ready to cry!"

"Em..is not Vicky's side?"

"Vicky who..want to be your girlfriend is not allowed to be the same mother?"

I'm nodding.

"Why?"

"So she went to school, she wanted me to come along. He's tugging at my hands, sis! Suddenly Azka came. Azka misunderstood, brother. It's so angry at Nana!"

"Hem.gitu, that's Azka's jealous mah sir Na!"

"Is she?"

"Yes, a man who is angry is not clear is a sign of jealousy."

"He won't listen to my explanation!"

"Yes, Na, you persuade him not to be angry!"

"How are you doing Ka?"

Sis-sisi whispered to me. My eyes glared for a moment.

"Huh? Not ah!"

"Eh. cobain first, not sure the guarantee side will work. If it still hasn't worked, go hotter!"

"Silver side ih....!"

"There's a shower, let's go. Husband comes home nice to see."

"Yes!"

"Well, that's dong, spirit! Don't just pinter at school. But I have to pinter my husband at home!"

"Yes sis..iya...!"

I also entered the mother house through the connecting hallway. It's five in the afternoon, Azka hasn't come home yet.

I prepared some rice and some side dishes in the fridge. I think I'll have to shop for kitchen needs tomorrow.

After cooking, I took a bath and prayed magrib.

Azka hasn't come home yet. I hesitated to call her.

I waited at the dinner table, Azka did not come home until Azan Isya reverberated. Ah.. With a shunt I headed to my room upstairs. Now pray Isya himself.

Azka is angry with me ? She's jealous ? Why doesn't he want my explanation?