Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Bibik's arrival

I leaned against the wall while holding a pillow. My hands are still playing the cell phone. Just looking at the app on my phone. While being serious, Azka suddenly grabbed her.

"Ka...kok taken?", I said annoyed.

"Don't keep playing, play me!"

"Ih.what the hell. Herein ah!"

"No!", Azka put my phone on the nightstand.

"You're so ignorant. The feeling that you're playing hp, I never bother."

"I hold hp is also a business, right? If you are different!"

"Tau ah!", I lay down because I was annoyed at Azka's behavior.

Azka is back to acting. He suddenly shut me up!

"Is there anything you forget about dear Nana?"

"Ka! Heavy ah, watch out!"

"What weight? My hands are defying my own body! Don't pretend to forget!"

"Forgot what?"

"Continue being delayed at the office!"

"What didn't you hear my mom say?"

"No. Let alone. I can do it slowly."

"Azka.kamu it....!"

I'm not done talking yet, he's already shutting my mouth.

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"Darling, today I have to meet a client. You're at home. If you want to go, tell me. I'll have kang Ujang drive you. Can't bring your own motor let alone drive a car."

"Yes...Ka...iya...let alone?"

Azka came up to me and rubbed my half wet hair.

"Don't take it wrong baby, I just want you both to be okay."

Azka hugged me from behind while rubbing my stomach.

"Do you love me?", he whispered to me.

"No other questions?"

"Answer baby!"

"Why after we get married, do you look like a kid!"

"Because what I married was a child. It's only natural that I can also follow spoiled like a child, because my wife is small."

"Little you know, tell me who's married!", I let go of her embrace.

"Malah....!"

"Udah ah, want to cook!"

"No. I don't want you touching the stove!"

"Why?????!!", I was so upset.

"Your job is to serve me and take care of our child."

"Well, cooking isn't my job, either?"

"It doesn't have to!"

"Keep what do we want for breakfast?"

Geck..

tock...

tock...

"Open it!"

I also opened my room door. My eyes suddenly round.

"Bibik..!", I shouted while hugging the dead woman.

My aunt returned my embrace. I'm glad aunt came back to this house.

"When's the baby coming?"

"Evening."

"Bibik didn't say he wanted to come here?"

"Sir Azka wanted to give a surprise to non Nana."

"Totally Ka?" my many.

"What non? What didn't you just call?"

"Ka, Azka bik!", I answered briefly.

"No, no polite non. Pamali. Besides Mr. Azka is older than Non, he is a non husband. It's not polite to just call a name."

"How dong bik, it's a habit!"

"Yes in benerin. Moreover, bibik denger, bibik want to have grandchildren huh?", said the aunt while stroking my stomach.

"Yes bik."

"Well, if a non-born child continues to follow his name to his father how would hayo?"

"Yes bik. Nana will learn!"

My aunt hugged me again.

"Don't you sir? It's not hard to fall in love with a non-Nana. Let alone fall in love, make the child just do not use long, right Mr Azka?" goda's aunt. And Azka just rubbed her nape.

"Bibik don't tempt my husband keep making. Later he lashes out, Nana is the target."

"Yes maap...heheheh!", sahut bibik.

"Breakfast is ready, right?"

"It's Azka sir."

"What kind of baby cook?"

"Charban chicken, fried chicken galangal, sambel terasi same as corn straw."

"Well, that's delicious.!", I clapped.

"Come on Ka, we'll have breakfast. I miss auntie's cooking!"

Auntie went to the dining table first.

But Azka was silent.

"Don't you just hear the aunt's advice?"

"What about?"

"Your call to me?"

"All right, come on Daddy. Breakfast first yuk?", I held his arm. Azka smiled in response to me.

But suddenly he stopped me.

"Morning ammunition!", Azka scooped my lips. It seems like this habit will be difficult to lose Azka right.

"It's Dad, there's a bibik!", I said quietly.

"Yes, we'll go on again. Okay???"

"Dear, now let's have breakfast. Dede is hungry." I rubbed my stomach still flat.

"Yes baby!"

We both went down the stairs to the dining table.