Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Peace
Azan ashar was resounding for half an hour ago. Azka and I were sitting on the edge of the fish pond next to the house.
"Mas!", call me.
"House. Why honey, need something?", asked Azka attentively.
"Do you really love me? Forgetting your love for my mother?", I asked while looking at her face.
I heard Azka sigh.
"Of course I love you dear Najma ...! Not only you, but also our child!", he answered while stroking my stomach which was getting bigger and bigger. And it turns out that azka's hand swipe makes the utun respond.
"Eh..honey, dedek utun nyenggol dad!", said Azka cheerfully.
"Father, Daddy, dad or dad?", I said.
"Ishhh.. long time change again deh call her, Abi same umi!", replied Azka.
"Hahaha no ah, the effect is too pious. I am still gini-gyi!"
Azka put her head on my lap. His face was facing my stomach. Occasionally kiss my distended stomach.
"Honey, please don't ever ask me what I feel like to you. Do you still doubt the sincerity of my love for you all this time Na?", asked Azka while staring at her wife's face from below.
"I'm just afraid you're still harboring that taste. Although I know, like it's not natural I'm jealous of mother especially she's gone!", I sighed softly.
"Thank you for showing your jealousy, baby. That means, you already love me and accept our marriage completely." Azka touched my cheek with her palm.
I grabbed Azka's hand, then we clasped each other's hands as if afraid of losing.
"Ehemmm!", Deheman's voice resuscitated the situation we were holding hands.
"Assalamualaikum!", papa said hello.
"Halaikumsalam!", answered me and Azka together.
"Pa!", said Azka. I also smiled thinly.
"Kok herself, mama where pa?", I asked because I did not see the whereabouts of my mother-in-law.
"It's customary for your mama to gather with her socialite friends Na!", said papa while sitting next to us.
I just round my mouth.
"No! What a pa, no! My wife is still ABG. Not willing me if Nana hangs out with mom-and-mom like mom. Big No!", said Azka.
"That's also your mom Ka!", said papa.
"Let Nana hang out with friends her age. If Nana asks for branded bags or the like to stay on the internet, surely Azka buyin kok!", said azka loudly. I pinched his waist slowly.
"What do you think is a rich female model's wife? I mean papa tuh, let Nana hang out. Not in the house mulu, kasian not going anywhere!", said papa.
"His icon is not allowed to go, except if I have the same pa!", said azka reassuringly.
"As far as you are Ka. You bucin!", papa got up from the edge of the pool.
"His own power is not Pa!", Azka quipped. But papa ignored Azka's words.
"You're the same papa now changed huh mas. Not rich when you teach!"
"Where is it different?" tanya Azka changed her seat to cross-legged feet.
"Yes different, once the feelings of papa serious person. Especially when I knew I was pregnant at school. Beuuuh.meuni sieun urang, said sis sisi so!"
"Haha...Nana...Nana... most slang sama sis so your regional language skills increased!", ledek azka.
"Yes!", I replied proudly.
"Actually papa does not agree if mas ngajar. I want you to continue our business. And.. because of the incident of your pregnancy that was discovered papa, yes .. papa opportunities let me not fidget bigger.The results are rich now, I work according to papa's will."
"Originally, God willing, blessings and benefits!"
Azka grabbed my shoulder. Then kiss the top of my head.
"Yes, because I want to meet all your needs. Whether it's matter or inner need."
"Hopefully Vicky has not disturbed our lives again after we are here. I want us to be as peaceful as yesterday!", I said returning his embrace.
"God, hopefully, baby. Eh...already late afternoon, want to take another bath not?", asked Azka.
"Remain again. But take a bath together?", I said as I raised one of my eyebrows. Azka smiled faintly.
"By the pleasure of baby!", said Azka as she lifted me bridal-style towards our room upstairs. I also put my hand to his neck.
I feel safe and secure in my in-laws' house, and I hope Vicky doesn't bother me anymore.