Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
At Papa's house

The plan to move to papa's house is not a figment. Azka actually brought her wife to live with both of Azka's parents.

"Mas, if I'm at your father's house working?", I asked on my way to my father-in-law's palace.

"How can I do at home, yes I do not need to go to the office what else to the hotel Na."

"Eum...kalo you go, who am I?", I put my lips together.

Azka who began to get anxious with the behavior of his little wife spontaneously pinched the cheek of his wife's kingpin.

"Gemes really if spoiled like this dear" said Azka.

"Issshhh. Seriously I am! You are equally papa work, mama usually will like to go with her socialite friends. Who am I in the same house???" I said.

"And I just said, if I can work from home, I do it at Nana's house baby!", said Azka still focus on driving her car.

"You can't do it at home?", I asked while staring at him.

"What is clear is that you will not be alone at home. There's a aunt who'll accompany you. Mama also does not come every day with her socialite friend kali Na!"

I was silent about nothing.

"Don't think too far Na. God willing, papa's house is safer for you. If you want to go, go with me or with mom!"

"As long as we stay there, I can go?", I asked excitedly.

"Yes. Mas want to descend you in papa's palace?", said Azka.

"Hehehe kirain, will be rich in novels that I like to read. Imprisoned in the golden cage of Mr. Azka hahahaha.!", I said with a laugh.

Azka rattled my head.

"Most read your novels."

"His name is also a lawyer mas, reasonable dong!", I said.

"Hum..iya mrs azka! By the way, where do you want to go to college? From before the national exam yesterday, there has been no shadow of which university?", Azka confirmed the position of my hijab.

"Take it off, mas. No one sees this but you. It's hot!", I said as I took off my headscarf.

"Yes, it's nothing. The glass is dark too. Don't look from the outside."

I'm glad to let go. Whether because of the baby's luggage and I'm getting fuller or indeed the hot weather, I get sweaty easily.

"Tip on top of her hair. Let it not be too hot!", said Azka. I also obey him.

"Udah?", she asked when I had tied her origin.

"As you saw mas!", I replied lazily. But Azka smiled.

"You're so rich it's sexy to know Na. So want....??" said Azka hanging her sentence.

"Hot, don't fuck me ah. Don't want this in the car!", I said glaring.

"Who's the pervert? You are the ones who are angry. Mas people want to say, so want to picket your hair neat really! Rich is a mess, right?", said Azka giving an excuse while inserting my hair into the ears.

"Hum! I can just swallow it!", I said safely manyun.

"Don't manyun Mulu ah! What was my question, where do you want to go to college?"

I sighed softly.

"My stomach is Segede. What about ospek?", I said looking into his eyes with sadness.

Azka understood what his wife was worried about. He realized his wife was still unstable. If participating in ospek in general, Nana's condition is not possible.

"So, what do you want dear?", asked azka slowly.

"May not go to college next year. So I was born. But.", I doubt I want to continue.

"But what dear?", asked Azka worriedly.

"But..then dedek utun who would I go to college with? You work too?"

Azka smiled faintly.

"Kalo want to register now who does not what dear, later if dedek utun born you can leave first. About ospek, the campus will also understand the situation and condition of your body. After all.ospek does not determine your value later. The point is to get acquainted with the campus family."

I was silent to hear his answer. So, I can't join the exclamations of rich ospek other children dong? I just talk in my heart.

"Let's think again."

Azka nodded slowly. Not felt , the car has entered the elite area of my in-law palace. Although it's not the first time, but I'm still awkward here. Plus, I'll stay in this house.

"Wear first her hijab Na!", said Azka justifying my hijab.

After I was tidy, Azka opened the door for me.

"Eh, is that papa's car? Does papa dong mas exist?", I asked.

"Yes, my mom's at home. When the girls want to come they go, not ethical dong!", replied Azka while holding my hand.

"Assalamualaikum!", Azka and I greeted.

"Walaikumsalam!", greet a married couple who are waiting for their children and favorite daughter-in-law.

"Ma..pa.!", we greet the hands of mama and papa.

"You must be tired Na. Here sit near mom, mom kangen!", said mama. I also sat next to my mom.

"Mom's just kangen with Nana? No Azka?", asked Azka. The spoiled attitude of Azka will always appear if it is in front of both parents.

"Yes.kangen sih Ka. But little, much the same mama's daughter and the utun!", said mama while stroking my stomach.

I smiled at their jokes.

"By not eating, right? Eat first yuk, it will be easy to talk again Ma. Kasian Nana, must be laper and tired of coming here. Isn't it Na?", asked papa.

"Nana again asked Pa. Azka was tired of bringing a car here!", Azka said.

"Basic! Do not want your age is still spoiled like this!", said papa. Mama and I laughed at Papa's words.

"Okay.. alright.mama and papa are not on my side anymore!", said Azka while glaring towards the dining table.

"The conduct of your husband Na!" said mama bellied but her hand guided me to the dinner table.

In this corner, I remember the first time Azka kissed me, in front of sister Dara. Too embarrassed to remember that.

"Eat a lot. Then rest. Mama equally papa would come to the invitation later bada Ashar. Is there anything we can stay for a while?", asked Mama.

"Yes, nothing!"

We also had lunch together with occasional chatting but not as intelligent as earlier.

After eating, mom and dad really left. Now it's just me and Azka at the dinner table.

"Solat yuk first, let it rest!", said Azka pulling my hand towards the top floor.

"I want to finish the dinner table first."

"Udah, later also in the same order bibik."

I don't want to obey him either. I forgot a little where Azka's room is. Because I've never been a resident of that room.

"Assalamualaikum!", said azka saluting.

"Walaikumsalam!", I replied. Who will answer try. There's only me here.

Azka took my hand and sat me in her big bed.

"It's still comfortable, hope you're at home here baby!", Azka rubbed my head.

"Where are you I must be at home!"

"Uuumm.so sweet dear! yes, pray yuk, it ends it looks dedek utun. We have never tried to play in this room Na!", said Azka.

"Ishh.mau pray also his mind that word. Neres woy!", I said as I went to the bathroom.

"Darling..!", Azka pulled me in her lap.

"You want to pray dhuhur mas!", I said slowly.

"But abis salat can ya nengok utun, bentar aja kok ya???" said azka memelas.

"Hum! Yes.yes we have prayed!", I said rise. Azka followed behind me. As agreed, we brought her father together.