Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
A husband that can be trusted

"Mas, can you be more confident?"

"Why should we hurry? It's a jam, baby."

"Ka, I forgot. Today is payday kids. Why didn't I get ready from last night. Oh!", I held my own head.

"So relax why. Children will also not be demo if you get late a day."

"That's not it, it's our duty. In fact, we should pay them before their sweat dries!"

"They're in the AC room, not a memory."

"Please Azka!", I said beginning to get annoyed. But Azka smiled.

"I want a kebab, baby!"

"Kebab?", toksu.

"Yes. Well.. coincidentally, it is in front of the minimarket there are those selling kebabs. Come on Na, we'll buy."

Azka also pulled her car over to the minimarket Park area.

"You want what Na, sweet pedes...asin...?"

"I don't like it very much!"

"OK then.... Mas! Make twenty portions! If you can sneak!"

"Azka!", I shouted. And my shout invited others to look at us both.

"Why baby? I want , I really want!", said Azka.

"But not that much Ka!", I tried to shrink the volume of my voice. Shame to be seen by people who are both waiting in line.

'Little kids are so courting om-om?' the inner one of the buyers.

'They're rich with the same name, but how do you call it name anyway?' the other mind.

"Mas, can you be more confident?", asked Azka.

"Prophey, queue dong. We also want to buy you know, do not ask!", said another buyer.

"I used to, one was okay. I really want to!", rayu Azka.

"You don't make me ashamed of Azka!", I poked her hand.

"be ashamed, the man I want."

The buyers just shake their heads.

"Sorry, someone else!", I told the seller.

"Gini aja mas, mas love me one first. Well, the other one.mau buy how much please. I pay!", cried Azka.

"Serious mas?", asked another buyer.

"Yes!", said Azka. I don't know what else to say.

"I give you five hundred thousand enough mas, make twenty portions of mine? the rest for them?", asked Azka.

"Enough mas..enough!", said the seller. Azka also gave five pieces of money in red.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I ate one first huh!!", Azka said.

"Ka! What the hell are you? Did we just eat? Well, what's that buying so much for?"

"Make the kids too. Today you are late in giving them a salary, at least this is an expression of forgiveness for their late salary, dear Nana!"

Azka crouched down in front of me while rubbing my stomach.

"Son, Daddy ate his kebab first huh? You're the same mommy then!"

Suddenly, their eyes headed towards us.

'Pantesan.. turned out to be craving tuh masnya.'

Inner of the buyer.

I saw Azka enjoying her meal.

"Darling, you sit down first. Tired will stand still!", Azka thrust a bench for me.

"His cravings are you?", asked one of the mothers.

"Ngidam?", asked Azka.

"Yes, his wife is pregnant, right?", asked the mother.

"Yes, my wife is pregnant. Doain yes, may my wife and child-to-be continue to be healthy."

"Aamiin. by the way thank you for the kebab deal."

"Sama-sama Ma'am, I should be the one to thank you. You guys want to give up on me, but you guys are in line!"

"It's all right!"

"Ka, are you craving again? Last morning, mango? Now kebab? What night will it be?", I asked. My question made the mothers next door smile.

"Let's just say, baby!" said Azka, still chewing her food.

"This is Magrib Ka!", I said.

"How long is it?" asked Azka.

"Two more servings!", replied the seller.

"Udah mas, that's all right. Seriously!", I said.

"Goddessa...Ka's! You want my stomach???"

"Easy, ntar stay fitnes again can. If you were at least until Dede the baby was born."

"As you are! But this abis is spitty. I'm ready to pay the children's salary.x

"Dear, relax. I was ready last night. I went to the side as well. Then the other side will give the envelope to them!"

"Huh? The hell time?", I asked half in disbelief.

"Yes, last night you slept I made the report. It's small, it's just a report that's doang."

It turned out that our chat made someone dare to ask.

"This dude, businessman?", she asked me.

"Hem, not ma'am. Just a small cake shop!", I said.

"His husband?", asked the mother again.

"I? I'm just a new honorary teacher fired by Bu hehehej!", Azka said.

"Ka! Shame on me by talking. Why are you being so weird like this????", I asked in wonder.

"Sir Azka? Nana?", asked Rania.

"Sister Rania?", I was surprised.

"Kok are you here?", asked Rania in surprise.

"You are your boss, brother. It's the same kebab."

"Enak knows Ran, you want to? Just give it to me, and I'll pay!"

"Yes sir, thank you!", replied rania.

"Bak Rania, who is it?", whispered someone who turned out to be Rania's neighbor.

"That's my boss Ma'am!", whispered Rania no less quietly.

Huh huh? Rania's boss? So...mas that has a hotel where Rania works? And..that's his wife? Incredible.inner of the mother.

"Alhamdulillah. It's all done, ma'am!", said the seller.

"Okay, thanks. Thank you to everyone who gave up for me."

They all just nodded.

"Sister Rania, we go first. Let's mothers, mas mbak!", I said.

"Yes, please!", they answered compactly.

Azka and I got back in the car.

"Rania, is she really your boss?", asked the curious mother.

"Yes, why Mom?"

"Do you want to buy it in this place? Is he a rich man? Jul, don't you mean???"

"It's easy!", replied Jul.

"My boss is that, Mom. Very good, not really supportive anyway. At his wife's house, he still wants nyapu ngepel!", answered rania.

"What time????", the buyers who were still in line were surprised.

"It's a habit of times."

Rania took a sitting position.

"But his wife is still..young?", asked the others.

"Yes, it's buk." Rania did not want to respond any more.

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"Assynnya!"

"Walaikumsalam!", answered the compact children while lined up in front of the storefront.

"What is this?", I asked in wonder. They're all just smiling.

"Thank you Nana and Mr. Azka! Salary is just as much bonus.we are so cool!", exclaimed sis.

"Oh yeah? Is that right?", I asked Azka.

Azka just shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh yes, this. Nana bought kebabs for you, for the average!", Azka gave food bags to my employees.

O Allah Azka, you have seen them? While me? I didn't even do anything.

"Thank you Nana..pak Azka!", they said compactly.

"Yes, we're going in. Not yet praying magrib!"

"Yes, please!"

Azka and I entered the house. Alternately take ablution water.after that we pray magrib congregation.

"Na, hold on again isya. While waiting for azan isya, just a few notions first?"

"May!", I agree with his proposal.

We read Joseph and Mary together. Hopefully this child will become a righteous or salihah child.