Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Possessiveness

Azka hasn't been home until nine in the night. Even the shop is closed. Azka is angry with me?

I also fell asleep at the dinner table. I don't know for a few hours. When I woke up, I was already in bed. I rubbed my eyes.

As I recall, I was sitting at the dinner table. Why is he in bed now?

The sound of water in the bathroom. Azka's home? I saw it was almost eleven o'clock at night.I was sitting leaning against the wall. Waiting for Azka to finish the shower.

Soon, Azka came out of the bathroom. Glance at me for a moment. I dare not ask, his eyes looked like an angry person. I just watch every move. Wearing clothes in front of me without awkwardness. After that, he set up his four rakaats.

After the prayer, I approached him. I have to do the thing that sis sisi said this afternoon. Gratitude works, otherwise I have to do more.

I took his hand, to kiss the reverence. No rejection from him. Only, his attitude was still cold.

"I'm sorry if I made you angry!"

Azka was still silent not responding to me.

"You're just Ka?", I rubbed his cheek. My husband is handsome, very handsome.

"Are you willing to hold hands with another woman Najma?"

I shook my head.

"So did I. I don't want anyone to touch you but me."

"I'm sorry.the next time I'll take care of myself!"

Azka rubbed my hair, slipping it between my ears.

"You're not angry, are you?"

Azka shakes.

"Thank you!", I hugged her body which was still fresh in the scent of soap.

"Have you eaten?", asked Azka .

I'm shaking.

"Why not eat?"

"Wait for you!"

"Come on to eat!"

"It's not a laper."

"Don't do it, let's eat. You will be sick later. Then eat it out...."

"What's up?", Azka furrowed her brows.

"Remove...."

"What is Najma? Want sahur?"

I shook my head again.

"I have fulfilled my duty!"

Azka smiled at me, rubbing back the top of my head.

"I asked for Ka, you want?", I offered.

"Can I refuse him?", Azka took off Koko's shirt and her scabbard.

Take me back to bed.

"Stop!"

"Why?", asked Azka. He was just about to start, but I stopped him.

"I'll start it Ka" I whispered into his ear. Azka started to understand by my intentions. I started guerrilla like Azka used to do to me. But it seems like I'm not good enough, until Azka is impatient to do it.

"Study slowly. I'm not asking you to be an expert on this Najma thing!"

"Sorry...!"

"There's nothing to forgive, everything needs a process. I salute you, you are trying to please me, your husband!", Azka commented on her smile. Now it is he who has confined me.

"For a while, I will serve you. But, someday you will definitely get Najma!"

I nodded slowly. Shame on me. I feel so ashamed. Our union goes on a gentle whimper. Sweat blends in every touch.

We fell asleep under the same blanket. I looked at my exhausted man's face after the battle.

"A...!"

"Hum...!"

"Am I cheap?"

"Why talk like that? Of course not!"

"I just gave up my crown on you, the man I had not known for a long time."

"Hem..but.I'm your husband! Want to know if halal, what's wrong try?"

"But...."

"There's no buts. I'm not you you're asking about it-it's again."

"Yes." Yeah."

"You are mine, and so am I. I'm yours."

Azka tightened her embrace. My lips touched her neck which always made me want to swoop in her neck.

Without realizing it, I took a sip at his white neck. Not just once twice. But, Azka let me do it.

"Udah? Why stop?", he asked.

"You mad?"

"Why am I angry, just do what you want?"

"really?"

I let go of her hug. I am now above his body.

"You're saying I can do anything?"

Azka smiled widely.

"Do it!"

The struggle happened again. Now I am in control. Not feeling, we also fell asleep without cleaning ourselves first.

*****

"Good morning baby.!", Azka peeked at my forehead.

"Udah morning?", ask. I blinked for a moment. Half of six.

"Mandi, still in the morning prayers."

"Yes!", I rushed to the bathroom. After that, I set up two rakaats.

Azka had gone down to the kitchen first.

"Are you cooking?", I asked.

"It's your cooking yesterday afternoon, I was warm right.it's okay?"

"I don't have a problem, are you alone?"

"Quiet down. Yeah, breakfast yuk?"

"Still in, it's only six o'clock less!"

"It's okay."

"Yes, yeah!"

We also had breakfast together.

"Ka...your neck? All red?", I said in panic.

"Who are you?", he glanced at me.

"I?", I pointed at my own face.

"Who else."

"Then until so? How's the cover up?"

"Not to be covered. Let it be proof that I've done it!"

"Azka! I'm not kidding! How about at school seeing you like that?"

"Indeed they'll think you're the doer? Don't you?"

"Azka....!?", whine me.

"Once, finish your meal. Change uniforms! my neck business, later!"

"But..."

"Udah, do it!"

I also changed my clothes. Followed by Azka.

"Here, your pocket money. Take it yourself!"

"My wallet, my wallet, my credit card?"

"I'm the one who keeps it."

"Why?"

"Let you make a living on me!"

"But I'm still..."

"You're my responsibility now. Just massage!"

"Yes..."

"From now on, we'll shuttle you. I'm not letting you take the bike again. Let yesterday not happen again."

"Wear the driver?"

"Yes!", Azka answered briefly.

"Alright!", I replied lethargic. That means I can't play free after school.

"But sometimes I can go with Aurel ?"

"Depends!"

"Yes already." I also tidied up my bag.

Azka hugged me from behind.

"Yes.I allow it, if you tell me. Where are you going."

"Thank you!", I turned around, pecking her lips.

"Morning ammunition!", I said. She smiled at his sweet smile.