Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Come to the hotel

Morning greet. The four of us were ready at the dinner table for breakfast.

"Darling, where did you decide to go to college?" asked my father.

"Eum..no pa."

Azka glanced at me. Maybe he knows my heartbreak.

"Maybe next year. Nana wants to join the other MaBa rich ospek."

Azka smiled faintly at my answer. But papa knitted his eyebrows.

"Indeed why the same ospek now and next year Na?", papa's question was asked first by mama.

"Eum...Nana is pregnant like this, Ma. No fun time if again in the gojlog eh.. suddenly gave birth."

Mom and Dad laughed. But not with Azka. He just smiled thinly. Azka already knew my reason from the beginning.

"Darling...What is in your shadow when ospek?", asked papa.

"Yes.kaya is pa. Wear a weird assesoris. In senior work is.yes that's the point."

"Hehhehe if you see you are pregnant like this, your senior will also not have the Na time" said mama.

"Yes the Ma. But Nana wanted to spend those days.!", I said with a slight sulking.

"Yes, that was your decision. We definitely support it!", said papa after chewing his breakfast.

"Thank you, pa."

"Papa doang's mom? I don't?", asked azka.

"Aishhh.mantan mr guru ngiri aja anyway!", I pinched his waist.

"Eh..eh..genit yes! There's a papa mama!", said Azka to me.

"What the hell mas!", I just hit my husband's arm slowly.

Both parents were happy to see the romance of the child and his daughter-in-law. Who would have thought, the once stubborn Azka could be destroyed by a teenage girl.

"What is today's plan?", asked Mama.

"Don't tell me you want to ask Nana Arisan again?", Azka raised one of her eyebrows.

"Suudzon! Mama nanya doang kali Ka!", answered mama ketus.

"Finally, my mom did the most arisan work, met socialite friends, to the foundation is that right????" circus Azka.

Papa who had been silent just smiled in response to the babble of his son and wife.

"Yes, my mother has been told to retire with Papa. Can't help me get to the office again. Than bete, yes mama helped ngabisin money papa aja. Yes pa?", Mama asked papa's approval.

"House. Yes Ma!", said papa briefly.

"Dihhh..suami scared tuh wife!", ledek azka.

"Mas!", I poked Azka's arm.

"Dear, I went to the hotel. If you can talk to Rania."

"Eum..can also Mas."

"Kalo mama, can come to papa's office too right?", asked the spoiled mama.

"Mama ih.malu same ma. Inget age! Usually also come directly to the room papa!"

"Heheh yes anyway. But now you can, right? You're nervous, later at nine o'clock mama want to meet mama's meetings at the office cafe deket."

"Did I say Pa!", chirped Azka felt victorious and right at her guess.

"Biarin the Ka. Age may be old, but the soul must still be young dong!"

"Whatever mama!"

"Well, are we leaving now?", asked papa.

"Corn! Dadahhh his beautiful daughter-in-law Mama!", said mama kissed my forehead.

"Yes ma. Careful Ma, Pa!"

"Yes dear. Assalamualaikum!", saying goodbye to mom and dad.

"Walaikumsalam!", Azka and I answered together.

"What are you going to change into?", Azka asked me.

"Change the robe can not mas?", I doubt.

"Can. What matters is that you are comfortable. Why is this dress the same? The feeling of his clothes is also polite, still appropriate if you enter the office."

"Eummmm..I looked short as fat if it was rich in gini mas!", I said sulking.

Azka sighed.

"Darling, horrified yes. Whatever you want to be rich, you still look beautiful, baby."

"But if you use a rich robe not too wide to look at the stomach."

"Okay, let's get changed. Mas temenin's. Choose one that makes you comfortable!"

I nodded and went up the stairs to our room.

My choice fell on a dress made from Jersey in matching color with my husband's shirt. Azka glanced at me and smiled at me.

"Would he want a double on his shirt?"

"Ngga twin mas, just the same."

"Yes that's the point. When we're ready, we're off!"

"Corn!", take me.

"Wait, bag? mobile?", asked Azka to me.

"Aman!", I picked up my Sling bag. Yes, just a small bag of origin fit a cell phone, an identity card, and a few sheets of money. After all.I went with my husband, it must be guaranteed my needs.

We both darted towards the hotel, actually I wanted to see my cake shop. But it looks like Azka hasn't allowed me there yet.

"Darling? Why?", asked Azka worriedly.

"Mas, later in the afternoon we see the yuk shop? Not Nana does not believe in them, but let them know if Nana is also still the responsibility of our store."

"okay! We will stop by later, and buy food for the children. It's at the end of the month, right? All of you later bring the bookkeeping, will it take the children's salary!"

"Hehehe Yes Mas. Thanks, my mother."

I hugged her from the side. Azka was still focused on her steering wheel. But he still rubbed my head.

"Whatever you come from happy baby!"

"Sweet my husband.!", I said cheerfully.

"Who's husband??" ledek Azka.

"My husband is my stepmother's ex-lover heheheh.!", I said.

"Don't bother...??!" said Azka. But I was laughing instead. The car stopped at a red light. When I looked at the car next to me, I saw...

"Mass? That's...Vicky?", I said in a trembling voice.

"Dear, you have nothing to fear. There I am!", Azka clasped my hand. Yes, Azka's hand strengthened me.

"But mas... Aurelie...???", I saw Aurel sitting next to Vicky. He seemed to laugh together without being awkward.

"Did Aurel not know Vicky's behavior to me yet? I'm afraid Vicky hurt Aurel."

"Don't think no dear. Okay, we go to the hotel. Don't think about what's none of your business. As long as you're near the mas, the mas will always protect you."

Azka rubbed my very distended stomach. A few minutes later, our car arrived at the hotel. We both got out of the car. A security officer took over our car. Now Azka and I walked to Azka's office on the top floor.

We ran into some friendly Azka employees. Every now and then say good morning and speak politely.

"Mas, what if I majored in hospitality. So I can intern at your hotel !"

Azka knitted her two eyebrows.

"Mas agrees. You really like this field."

"Well I'm an apprentice, about to be accepted not to be a permanent employee in the future?", I tapped my chin with my index finger.

"Yes definitely not!", said Azka in a reassuring voice.

"No???" I said manyun.

"The apprentice has also officially become the mistress of hotel boss Bhakti kok!", said Azka.

"Mas!", I choked. And we didn't realize it was people's attention.