Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
It's Dara

"Rania, is there anything else I have to do?", Azka asked Rania.

"no sir."

"So, I can already get out dong?"

"Sir, who is the boss is Azka sir. Be free sir!", said Rania. Azka simply responded with a smile.

"Yes, I want to go back. Kasian Nana's at home."

"Ciye.pak boss, since having a wife so romantic that."

"Romantic what the hell is Ran?"

"yes, that's it sir."

"Udah ah, I want to go home!", Azka stood behind her chair. Suddenly the door opened violently.

Brakkk....

A beautiful woman entered Azka's room.

The virgin? Inner Azka. Why is she not wearing a hijab anymore?

The receptionist ran in a hurry following Dara behind her.

"Sorry, Mr. Azka. This lady forced her way in."

Azka agreed, then sent the receptionist back. So also with Rania.Azka asked Rania out of her room.

"What are you doing here, Dara?"

"Azka! Leave that snot boy. I'd rather be your wife Azka!"

Azka smiled mockingly.

"What did you say Dara? do you deserve to be my wife? That's right!"

"I have been waiting for you Azka for years. Wh why? Why don't you look at me a little Azka? You prefer a widow to me? I thought after the widow died, you could be with me. But you're married to that snot boy."

"Between..dara..you forgot , or pretended to forget more precisely!"

Dara looked at Azka's eyes.

"Bianca, died because of a misunderstanding you made Dara!", Azka pointed at Dara's face with her index finger.

"Misunderstand what? Bianca died because of her own actions!"

"Enough Dara!"

"Azka!"

"Get out of my room!"

"No Azka! I'm tired, tired of waiting for love from you!"

"Good, then what else do you want?"

"I will force you to be with me!"

"Crazy! You're not sane Dara!", Azka said as she left her room. But Dara grabbed Azka's hand.

"We'll see Azka! I will have you!", cried Dara.

Azka stopped Dara's hand. I don't know what was on the girl's mind.

Azka stretched her legs towards the lobby. The security guard took his car to the front of the lobby.

"Thank you sir!", Azka said to the security guard.

On the way, Azka took the time to call Nana.

[Assalamualaikum darling.]

[Guardalagsalam. Yes mother!]

[Again what? I took a shower]

[Udahlah, it is beautiful already fragrant. But you haven't come home yet.]

[Hahhah yes, I'll be home soon.]

[okay.I wait]

[what's nitip?]

[what, who else wants you to eat maybe]

[Em... Where are you?!]

[Go home, baby!]

[That's not a mas, the ice glutinous duren in front of Rutan?]

[Huh? Duren glutinous ice? ]

[Yes, I want to!]

[Honey, pregnant again can not eat duren.]

[Slightly be it mas..can ya?]

I'm still trying to seduce Azka.

[Yes yes, but it's been a while. Turn it around first]

[Yes, mas!]

The phone connection is complete.

"Bik, Azka's going home. It's all mateng, isn't it Bik?"

"Yes, or Non!"

"Owh.okay!"

"Non Nana needs something?"

"Em..bik, if people crave it should be followed huh bik?"

"Yes.maybe so Non!"

"What if the baby isn't in the ilean?"

"Well, that myth is true. Babies generally drool. What else if you want to grow teeth or have a fever. Most ngeces!", said the aunt

"Owh..that's it?"

"Emang Non Nana what's the matter? What's that cooking bobok?"

I'm shaking.

"Know nih bik, Nana wants Deket continue the same Azka. It wants to be in that spoiled place. Azka also has to work!"

Bibik rubbed my head lovingly.

"Pregnancy hormones are mostly so non-native times. Pregnant women usually want to be spoiled, want to be noticed more. But yes, it depends on the person!"

I also have a sign of understanding.

"Non Nana should be patient, don't be a little cranky. Kasian pak Azka. Home from work, tired body eh.sampe his wife's house even manyun, angry unclear. Non Nana is growing up. I became a wife, a mother. Learn to balance Azka sir. Bibik see also Pak azka ngimbangin Non Nana really. Bibik knew Azka for a long time. Mr. Azka behaves to the same mother to non Nana is different anyway."

"So, how's Nana supposed to be Bik? Does Nana have to grow up before her time?"

"Yes.not necessarily how non. It's just, non has to be less patient."

Bibik rubbed my shoulders.

"Yes, Nana wants to learn. Nana will be taking the exam soon. The material from Aurel is pretty much what Nana has to learn!"

"You want a bibik to make warm milk?"

"No bik. Em..please use white water. Mas Azka will bring you ice sticky rice duren later Bik!"

"Oh.yeah already, Non Nana studied first. Aunt grabin drink the same cake yes non. Let's not bete!"

"Dad knows bete too?"

"Know oruh!"

"Hahah bibik must be the same mbak-mbak complex huh? That's why I know the term young man!", my lead.

"Hahaha yes non. How do you not know?"

"Know atuhhhh" I replied. My aunt and I laughed together.

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