Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Wrong choice of opponent

"Assynnya!"

I heard my husband's voice coming towards us.

"Walaikumsalam!", said I, aunt and mother of Ami.

Ami brought Azki closer to her father with a sparkling face.

"Eh..I'm new from the outside, don't go near Azki to me first! I want to clean for a while!", said Azka away from Ami who carried Azki in her cradle. Ami was shaking her lips.

"Yes right mba, Azka mas from the outside. Afraid of getting a lot of dust. Come here!", I said.

Ami brought Azki near me again. Azki who was fast asleep felt comfortable in swinging in the arms of Ami.

"Darling, go to the room first!"

"Yes, um."

"Oh yes Bik!", call Azka.

"Yes sir?"

"Eum..piyama cream is ironed, right? Please deliver to the room huh?", said Azka by giving a code to the aunt.

"I'm the one who brought you, I'm done with this!", I said interrupting.

"My father was non. Non Nana eats a relaxed meal. No need to rush!"

Bibik who understood the Azka code also obeyed the orders of his employer. Bibik carries the pajamas that Azka meant.

"Where's the bik?", asked Azka after the aunt arrived in front of Azka's room.

"It's sir!", aunt handed him the cell phone and also the pajamas.

"Sorry sir, what's the matter?", asked the aunt.

"There's someone who seems willing to terrorize Nana bik. So, I'd better get Nana's phone."

"Astaghfirullah!", said Bibik shut his mouth.

"One more bik, please hold Nana do not go up to the room first until I go down!"

"Ready sir!", aunt nodded and returned downstairs.

"Udah bik?", I asked.

"Udah non. Oh yes, he said, not wait under. Azka will come down. Kasian equally non Nana up and down the stairs. Must be the stitches are grilling."

"Heheheheh yes bik. Nana wants to wear Azka's clothes."

"Udah non Nana do not need to worry, mr azka mandiri kali heheheh!"

"Yes bik....!"

"Oh yeah, want a big aunt peeling melon ngga? Shopping at the morning market! Still fresh!"

"May!", I said with pleasure.

Ami had seen the familiarity of the aunt and her master.

In his room, Azka who had just finished bathing then the ashar prayer immediately executed his wife's phone. He copied all the important numbers.

Azka had seen the chat from Aurel. He sent a picture of himself with Naura who was meeting. Nana felt suspicious of him. Whether he's been in the office or not.

After copying all the important numbers and also sending a chat to almost the number he just copied, to tell the new Nana number.

Once it's enough, Azka contacts her IT team.

[Good afternoon, Azka?]

[Sore!]

[Can I help you?]

[I need someone to help me hack.].

Azka and her men's chatter took quite a long time. Azka who had previously been impatient to meet his son and wife downstairs was made to pacing around in his room.

Ting!

The notification on the green app reads. His face was smiling. He contacted his men.

[Good! Thank ye. I'll make sure you get a bonus today]

[Thank you Azka. I am glad to be able to help you. Without you, I am]

[Do not overdo it! Thanks again]

After feeling relieved, Azka went downstairs to meet her two favorites.

"Mas, didn't you just ask for pajamas, did you have a aunt? Why even wear a t-shirt anyway?", I asked.

"Hehehe in thought still kesorean pajama darling!", Azka ruffled my hair.

"Hum! You see!", I pulled her cheeks. Ami brought Azki closer to Azka.

Ami intended to thrust Azki on the Azka mas, but somehow Azka actually looks indifferent.

"This is mba, just like me. Maybe Azki's father is tired!", I said. Ami's face turned sour. But still, he gave Azki to me.

After Azki was in my lap, Azka rubbed her son's head. Pecking the top of Azki's head affectionately.

"The son of a handsome father is very, very, very!" said Azka while menowel Azki's cheeks.

"Don't at the Mulu Mas towel, pamali!"

"Father gemes know Bun!" said Azka. I smiled at Azka's confession that was so anxious with Azki. Moreover, he mentioned himself father, it feels.eum.

"Ehem! Ami, why are you there?", call aunt. Ami was silent to his master.

"Why the bik? Ami just wants to standby. Good times den Azki need me!", said Ami ketus.

"Sst..already bik, mba Ami. You guys just take a break."

"But Azka sir hasn't eaten Non's dinner yet?" said Ami. I scrunched my eyebrows.

"My husband can have dinner tonight, but it's only five o'clock in the afternoon! Udah, take Ami rest first. Later if I need anything, definitely call mba Ami."

"Yes, excuse me!" said Ami, walking away in front of us.

"To the room, dear! While waiting for magrib!", take Azka.

"Yes, come on!", I walked slowly to our room upstairs.

Azka opened the door for me.

"Buck...!"

"Hum?"

"Kaya tuh not really like the same mba Ami deh!"

"Why? Is it usual?"

"Abis you put the ice block face anyway mas!"

"Heheh yes justinlah, mas want to put on a perverted face just the same wife mas!", eyebrows Azka up and down.

"Dih, you perverted fathers!", I rubbed Azka's face.

"You don't feel like Na, Ami tuh caper sama mas!"

"Oh yeah? Any time?"

"Yes, I know very well the model girls who are pretentious caper same mas."

"Why are you narcissistic now?"

"Not narcissistic, I memorized exactly what kind of model girl Ami. I had a lot of experience with girls chasing. One of them was rich Ami earlier."

"Suudzon to you!"

"Not suudzon bund, but it would be nice for you to tell him. Aware limits! May be familiar with us, but do not miss the rich earlier. Too bad he wants to get me."

"Yes, next time no more!", I said as I rubbed his arm.

"Honey, actually mas more seneng you same aunt who cared for Azki. No need for a babysitter yet. Moreover, the model is rich Ami's."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to refuse. But it's not good with mom. Mama has been looking for a babysitter for Azki. Let me keep your attention, without diminishing my attention to our son."

Azka sighed.

"Yes, I want you!", Azka rubbed my head and kissed the top of my head for a moment.

Azka's phone is ringing. I saw Azka smiling faintly. I was suspicious why he was smiling so.

[Hallo Dara? Why?]

[.....]

Azka kept the phone away from her ear. Maybe Dara's talking pretty loud across there.

[Stop! I told you, Lo Dara, never disturb my family! And just now, just a little bluff from me. If you still bother me, I'll screw things up]

[.....]

[Lo picked the wrong opponent. We used to be friends, but not now! I once had a rich friend Lo!]

Azka and Dara's phone connection was cut off. I don't know the juntrungannya, confused to ask where.

Azka smiled at me.

"Sir Dara why mas?"

"Obdomestic, business! Eum, I'm getting ready for the back musholla! Inget, don't come out if there's azaan. Close the window!"

I also nodded in agreement.